2024-08-21 09:43:02"You're truly unruly, uneducated, and nothing more than a frog in a well, thinking you're so great!”
Sophia scoffed with disdain.
“That's why I despise talking to someone as lowly as you!"
Alex chuckled, “Believe me, I am trying to be honest here.”
"You? A powerful man?" she sneered, glaring at him with utter disgust.
"You can't even begin to understand how powerful I am or the people I've encountered who are far more powerful than you. They could erase you with just a sneer."
Alex laughed.
"The powerful men you know might be the ones seeking my favor, pleading for me to marry their daughters just to stay in my good graces. Trust me, you're incredibly lucky to have crossed paths with me."
What a braggart!
Sophia rowed her eyes in disgust.
She wanted nothing more than to throw something at his smug face.
How shameless could he be, pretending to be so powerful when all he had was an old military backpack?
"You might pretend not to know me and try to bind me with marriage just to get my money," Sophia retorted.
"But I warn you, that’s never going to happen. If my family finds out I slept with a poor man like you, you’ll be erased from this world. So you’d better keep your mouth shut and forget everything that happened here."
"I…"
"I don’t want to hear another word from you. Now, get out of this room," she demanded, her eyes blazing with fury.
"But…"
Alex tried to protest.
This was his room.
“NOW!”
Yet, seeing the fury in Sophia’s wide eyes, he chose not to argue.
He quietly put on his clothes, grabbed his old military backpack, and looked at Sophia one last time.
"I…"
"Get out!" Sophia’s yelled at the top of her lung.
"Alright."
In the elevator, Alex sighed, running a hand through his hair.
He knew the woman was under the influence of a cruel aphrodisiac, one that would end her life if she didn’t have sex with a man within the hour.
If there were any other way to save her, he would have done it already.
But that kind of sinister poison had no antidote.
"What the hell have I done? I came here to meet my fiancée, but before even meeting her, I’ve already slept with another woman. Maybe this is what they call a legendary bachelor party."
As Alex walked out from the elevator into the lobby, it was around five in the morning.
The hotel was quiet, with only a few people scattered around.
Yet, as he crossed the lobby, a group of men in black—about forty of them—suddenly appeared, forming two lines and bowing deeply as he passed.
He glanced at them with little interest, his expression one of boredom as if this was something he was long tired of.
A middle-aged man stepped forward from the group, kneeling before him in a knight-like stance.
"I am Alfred Kingston, at your service, Young Master," the man declared with reverence.
Alex looked down at him. "Alfred, do you know why I’m here in such simple clothes?"
"Young Master,
please enlighten me," Alfred responded, his head still bowed."I’m here incognito," Alex explained. "And all this unnecessary fuss—are you trying to blow my cover so everyone knows who I truly am?"
"I apologize for my short-sightedness," Alfred quickly stood, turning to the men behind him.
With a swift gesture, he signaled for them to disperse, and the line of men quickly melted away, leaving the lobby empty once more.
"Tell me what you’re here for," Alex said as he walked toward a nearby sofa.
Alfred followed closely behind, like a faithful servant.
"Yes, Young Master," Alfred responded promptly.
He reached into his coat and pulled out a small box.
Opening it, he revealed a black card with gold trim and a .235-carat diamond embedded in the center.
"This is the World First Royale Mastercard. With unlimited credit, just use it as you see fit."
Alfred humbly handed it to Alex.
"This card also comes with a dedicated 24/7 concierge service that is highly personalized for you alone.”
“You’ll have access to a team that can fulfill almost any request, whether it’s securing last-minute reservations at the finest restaurants, arranging private jet travel, or gaining entry to exclusive events.”
“It connects you to the most secretive circles—no one will ever say no to you."
Alex looked at the card without any interest.
Alfred continued.
"I also arranged for the newest Sport car Bugatti La Voiture Noire, a one-of-a-kind model equipped with the latest artificial intelligence technology and self-driving capabilities.”
“But since you are here incognito, I guess you won’t like it, — so here is a villa in case you need to have a long stay."
Alfred explained with caution.
Alex nodded.
"Good to see you understood. I’ll keep the card for emergencies, but you can hold onto all the other gifts you’ve prepared."
“Now, tell me what you want.”
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Feby signed.The pen scratched twice — her name, the date — and the room went quiet enough to hear it. Rael pulled the contract off the counter before the ink was dry. Not took it. Pulled it. Like she might change her mind if he left it there one second longer.Four years of sitting below the salt, and her own uncle couldn't wait four seconds for her signature to set."Wonderful," Marta said. The warmth was already gone from the word, folded away like a costume between performances. "Then we move fast, while the city is still saying our name. Tomorrow night. A banquet at the Grand Aurelian — the full hall, none of the small rooms. We announce the Rydell house's partnership with the Reagent Group in front of every family in New Avalon that ever pretended not to see us at the opera."Her chin lifted. "And we announce the new chairmanship of this house. Formally. In front of all of them."Something in Feby's chest unclenched. Formally. In front of all of them. Her father's last words had
Chapter 698
"Show them the letter, miss," Prue said from behind the counter. She hadn't been paid in two months. A woman with nothing left to lose has the steadiest voice in the room.Feby laid the award letter on the counter, seal up.Leon snatched it first. He read it indulgently. Then quickly. Then twice — and the color climbed his neck line by line, like water filling a glass."It's fake," he said. "The Reagent Group does not hand a two-hundred-million expansion to—"He stopped. His eyes had finally caught up with his mouth.The address line.Rael took the letter from him. He read the line once. Then again, the way a man rereads a telegram hoping the words have been persuaded to rearrange themselves.The letter was not addressed to the Rydell Advertising House. It was not addressed to any house at all.Awarded to Febyella Steinmeyer. In her own name and person. Sole awardee. Non-transferable."That's a mistake," Rael said. "Contracts of this class go to licensed firms. Trade seats. Not to — n
Chapter 697
Feby had rehearsed her first morning as Head Supervisor down to the minute.The minute lasted until Beatrix Hargrove set the thing itself on the desk between them."So the work is mostly control," she said. "If nothing happens on the line, I could almost say I have nothing to do at all.""Glad you know it." Beatrix Hargrove didn't look up from her desk. "And if a problem does happen, you handle it first. We are the people who make sure nothing happens on that line. Ever.""Alright," Feby said. "Then let's make sure nothing goes wrong.""Our new product," Beatrix said. "One unit of mana in. Five to six out. It refines. It amplifies. It does not bleed."She placed it in Feby's palm.The tile hummed there, warm as a held breath. Feby set it down the way you set down something that has just rearranged your next ten years."This is what your division exists to bring into the world, Head Supervisor. And what your firm has been engaged to promote."Her firm. There it was. The thing she'd bee
Chapter 696
Alex leaned close. His voice was for her alone."Take it.""It's a shell, Alex. They're laughing at me." She could hear it — the little coughs behind hands, the smirk Rael wasn't bothering to hide."Let them. A licensed trade seat is a door. Doors matter more than what's behind them." A pause. "Take it in writing. Every share. And this time, I read the pages first."He looked at her, quiet and level. "Do you have any other choice?"She didn't. The money was already gone — swallowed by his mother's family, then chased with a lawsuit for good measure. You can't pay back people who took everything and then billed you for the privilege.Alex started reading the pages. Aloud, where it suited him. He struck one clause that would have quietly kept the trade seat with the family.Then a second — one that would have draped Rael's personal guarantees over Feby's shoulders like a hand pressing down on her head. He didn't announce what he'd found. He just drew two lines and watched Rael's face co
Chapter 695
Morning came gray and clean, the lanterns still fading along the avenue when they reached the base of Reagent Tower.Feby stopped on the plaza and looked up, and looking up was a mistake. The tower rose until the eye gave up counting floors, glass and pale stone and the faint hum of the tile grid under all of it, and her heart performed the same maneuver it had at the Rydell gate — the hollow drop of a person about to ask a bank vault for charity.She was here for an assistant coordinator interview. Two rungs below anything the document would accept. A match-seller petitioning a treasury.But she had signed her name to thirty days in front of her whole family, so she was going through the door."You're breathing like you're about to be sentenced," Alex said beside her."I might be."He looked at her for a moment. Then, with the tenderness he spent so rarely it always caught her off guard, he set his hand briefly on her hair. "Go in. You'll do better than you think. Trust me.""You say
Chapter 694
The knock came at the hour when decent visits have already ended.Feby was at the little table with her one good blouse laid out over the chair back, pressed twice and inspected three times, and a borrowed almanac of New Avalon's great firms open to the chapter on the Reagent Group.She had read the same page four times without retaining a word of it. Tomorrow sat in her chest like a swallowed coal — bright, secret, hers.She had told Alex nothing. He had asked nothing, which was its own kind of noticing.Three knocks. Softer than Wilhelmina's, more certain than a stranger's. Feby knew the hand before she reached the door."Mother."Adeline Rydell-Steinmeyer entered the way she entered everywhere — perfume first, apology never.Her eyes made the same slow circuit of the flat that Wilhelmina's had, arriving at the same verdict by a politer road. Then she stepped aside, and the doorway filled with a man.Tall. A charcoal traveling coat with silver thread worked through the collar, cut by
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