"Let’s just forget him," Sophia said, her mood already souring.She realized she'd never understand that jerk. "The banquet is about to start. Let’s find our seats."The banquet was set with round tables, each seating about six guests.The closer the table to the front, the more important the guests were.To Sophia and Lyra's shock, when they checked their invitation cards, they were assigned to the very front—the VIP table."Chris, your father really pulled some strings to get us the best invitations, didn’t he?" Sophia commented.Chris wore a proud expression. "Of course, my father is very important to the Kingstons. That’s why I told you not to worry about the partnership—you’ll have it."As they moved toward the front, they were stunned to find Jasmine and Alex already seated at their table, laughing and talking closely."Alex," Chris approached, irritation clear in his voice. "Do you know this table is reserved for special invitations only? How dare you sit here? And how did you
"Alex," Jasmine nudged him urgently."Quick, how do I respond? This is the first time in my life someone has called me poor."Alex glanced at her. Jasmine Kingston—the wealthiest heiress in Vancouver—had probably never heard that word directed at her."Just smile and say 'thank you,'" Alex suggested calmly."Really?" she asked, eyes wide with feigned innocence."Absolutely. When they go low, we go high."Jasmine turned back to Chris with a graceful smile."Thank you for calling me poor. This is a new experience for me."Chris's face flushed crimson.He slammed his fist on the table. "Are you dense? When someone calls you poor, you're supposed to feel insulted, ashamed!""Why should I feel that way?" Jasmine replied, tilting her head slightly."I'm not poor."Chris, barely containing his frustration, threw his hands up. “You really have no brain, do you?"Jasmine turned to Alex, her gaze curious. "Alex, do you think I have no brain?""Not at all. In fact, I think you're much sharper th
Chris's hands trembled as he stared at Jasmine. If he'd known who she truly was, he would never have dared to insult her—not even with a gun to his head.His mother and grandfather would kill him for destroying their generational wealth.Jasmine Kingston's voice remained steady as she continued, "And for the business partner in our new medical line, we've carefully chosen the Emerson Group as the best fit for us. Please welcome Lily Emerson as our new partner..."The hall erupted in applause.From one table came happiness and uncontained joy, while at the other, murmurs of disappointment filled the air.There were winners and losers, with every family vying for the same prize.Especially Sophia. Her face turned ashen, as if all the blood had drained away.She had paid a hefty $100 million to secure the partnership, and now she had nothing to show for it.The Lancasters wouldn't survive after she had drained all their cash and savings.Even the Biohealth deal she'd secured was headed f
Alex stared at Lyra, choosing not to respond."Fine," Lyra snapped."My father took his shot by siding with the old regime, and my mother backed him all the way. They messed up big time! But I haven't even had my chance yet, and this family mess has ruined it."She leaned in, her eyes pleading. "Don't you think I deserve an opportunity without being tied to my parents' mistakes?"Alex sighed, his reluctance evident. "Fair enough.""Listen, Alex," she pressed."I know Jasmine Kingston is on your side now. Maybe you've charmed her, extracted all the secrets you wanted. But how long can that last? Love is fickle—it changes as quickly as the tides."She watched him intently, searching for a flicker of doubt."You've got wealth now, I can see that. But what happens when love fades? Jasmine might grow bored and cast you aside without warning. You can't put your faith in something as unstable as love.""The money could vanish in an instant, and you'll be right back where you began—back on th
After the kidnapping incident, Jasmine had prepared with enough bodyguards.They stood protectively around her, Alex, Lyra, and the other guests, guiding them to evacuate.As the security team moved to follow their orders, Alex turned sharply to Lyra."Where is Sophia?""She's outside with Chris. He... he hit her."Alex’s jaw clenched, and he halted."You two go first, don’t wait for me."He rushed back to the hall.Jasmine and Lyra continued to evacuate with the others through the back door.Outside, forty men from the Walker family were just getting out of their cars.Chris stepped forward, offering a greeting. "Jerry Roland, my father, asked me to help you."Calvin Walker’s voice was icy. "Where’s Jasmine Kingston?""She’s inside with all the other rich kids," Chris replied, shrugging.Suddenly, the front door slammed shut, and the alarm echoed through Heaven Hall, signaling an evacuation.Calvin’s eyes narrowed."Did you warn them we were coming?" he snapped at Chris."No, I’ve be
In the center of the grand hall, fifteen terrified guests huddled together—the ones who hadn't managed to escape when chaos erupted.Nearby, five of Kingston's bodyguards lay wounded, their groans of pain underscoring the tense silence.On the Walkers' side, only thirty men remained of the original forty; the rest had fallen during the fierce firefight with Kingston’s guards.“I suggest none of you make any sudden moves,” Calvin warned.“No one has to get hurt. We don’t want to damage our merchandise. Each of you is priceless.”He initiated a video call, turning the camera to focus on Jasmine Kingston among the hostages.“Father, we've secured Jasmine Kingston,” Calvin reported.“Excellent,” Lucas Walker replied.“The police are en route to your location, blocking all roads out. It’s safer to stay put. Use the hostages as leverage.”“Yes, Father.”“We'll use Jasmine to force Alfred Kingston to surrender his position in Vancouver,” Lucas continued.“We're negotiating with him now. Just
“Leader, the police are here,” one of the Walkers informed Calvin urgently.Calvin could already hear the wail of sirens and the amplified voices echoing outside.“Attention inside! Surrender immediately, or we will use force!” the police commanded through their megaphones.He turned to two of his men and pointed at Sophia and Chris.“Take these two to join the other guests,” he ordered.“Have all of them text their parents—each demanding ten million dollars within the next thirty minutes, or we start shooting them.”The guards seized Sophia and Chris, dragging them away as Calvin strode toward the front of the hall.Grabbing the microphone connected to Heaven Hall's sound system, he addressed the authorities outside.“I demand the immediate release of my brother, Ethan the Giant, from prison,” Calvin announced.“Bring him here, or we will execute one hostage every hour.”The officers exchanged grim looks.Ethan the Giant was a notorious criminal, a dangerous individual responsible fo
Most of the hostages were young, affluent men and women attending Jasmine's debut.Under the stern gaze of the Walkers, they frantically called their families, voices shaking as they explained the dire situation.Calvin Walker demanded ten million dollars from each family in exchange for their safety.Sophia, too frightened to contact her grandfather, decided to call her grandmother instead."Sophia, I've been waiting for your call," Grandma Lancaster answered, her voice bright with joy and anticipation.“I assume we've secured the partnership with the Kingston family, right? Do you want a grand wedding with Chris tomorrow?”Sophia's heart sank, a lump forming in her throat.She took a deep breath. “Grandma, the Emerson family got the partnership. We lost it.”“What do you mean, we lost it?” Lady Lancaster's voice sharpened with disbelief.“We didn't secure the deal with Kingston,” Sophia repeated softly.“But we paid a hundred million! How could we not get it? Did the Emersons offer
“Marry you?” Alex’s eyebrow arched sharply, his frown deepening.The number of women wanting to marry him could fill a line so long, it’d make the biggest encyclopedia look tiny in comparison.“Do you even love me?” Alex asked, his tone flat.“I love money—and especially your money,” Lyra replied, straight-faced.“You know, in the end, women always have to make a choice: marry the man they love or marry the man who loves them and learn to love him later.”Lyra shrugged, her expression unapologetic.“I can let you stay around me, love me, and pamper me. Just like you did with Sophia. Your love is so... unattached. I’d even give you the honor of loving me.”“Has anyone ever told you that you have an unbelievably thick face?” Alex said, his tone laced with incredulity.‘This woman is sometimes fugitive, deceptive, sharp, ravenous, fierce, and cruel; she also possesses a great spirit.’Lyra’s lips curled into a teasing smile, her gaze unflinching.“With all the layers of makeup I wear, I’
That morning, the Lancaster mansion was anything but peaceful.In the grand living room, Florance stood in front of Justin, practically shaking with anger.“You’re worthless as a father!” she shouted. “All you do is sit around watching garbage on TV!”Justin frowned, more irritated than surprised. “What do you want from me?”“How about acting like a dad for once? Our daughter is in trouble over that massive loan. You need to help figure out a solution!” Florance’s frustration bled through her every word.Justin let out a tired sigh. “And what exactly do you expect me to do?”“Look at the bigger picture! Your brother is already waiting for Sophia to fail so he can give Mike her position in the company. We can’t let that happen!”Rolling his eyes, Justin scrolled aimlessly on his phone. “I don’t have that kind of money, and you know it.”Florance glared at him. “You’re good for nothing except your so-called manhood!”“Fine!” Justin snapped. “What do you want me to do?”“Marco Ashford,”
Sophia picked up the menu and glanced over at Lyra, her mind spinning with confusion.There was Lyra, practically leaning against Alex, an intimacy that would make any observer assume they were the married couple, not her and Alex.“Alex, I bet this is your first time here,” Lyra said brightly.“Sophia and I have VIP status at this place. Let me recommend a few dishes—I’m sure you’ll love them.”Alex managed a polite smile. “Thanks.”Lyra beamed, flipping through the menu. “Order whatever you like. Don’t worry about the bill, I’m covering it tonight.”Sophia nearly choked.Lyra—stingy, penny-pinching Lyra—offering to pay? For a man, of all people?Lyra never spent her money on men.Every luxury in her possession was typically gifted by them.This was the first time Lyra had ever offered to foot the bill for a man.Sophia narrowed her eyes. “Lyra… are you feeling alright? Did you forget to take your meds this morning?”Lyra raised a cool eyebrow. “What’s with the shock, Sophia? I’ve al
Inside the car’s quiet interior, Sophia leaned her head against the window, her mind drifting back to the stranger who’d come to her aid earlier.Could it be fate?Was this mysterious figure the soulmate she’d always dreamed about—the one who would stand by her forever?She breathed out heavily, shaking the thought away.She didn’t even know him.“You don’t look happy,” Alex said, breaking the silence.Sophia managed a faint smile.“On the contrary, I’m very happy. Someone paid a hundred million for me, clearing the loan that haunted me and the Lancasters.”Alex smiled, his heart lightening.He was glad to see his wife finally accept the help.Later this noon, as she drifted into sleep, he gently healed her and pulled a blanket over her, making sure she was warm and comfortable.Meanwhile, behind the scenes, he’d ordered Carlos to take control of the entire Black syndicate.Charles Cole, Cathy Black, Bruno Black—their fortunes and futures now lay quietly in his hands.“I’m glad you’re
Alex burst into Kingston’s penthouse office, heart pounding.Just moments earlier, Jasmine had called him in tears—something he never thought he’d witness from her.Inside, the tension felt thick as smoke.Jasmine was curled up on the plush leather sofa, her face buried in her trembling hands.Nearby stood Kelly, tapping briskly on her smartwatch.The instant Jasmine spotted Alex, she sprang from the sofa and flung herself into his arms, sobbing so hard he could feel the quake of it through his chest.This wasn’t the poised, controlled Jasmine he knew; this was someone shattered, clinging to him like he was her only lifeline.“Jasmine,” he murmured, fighting to keep his voice steady, “what happened?”She couldn’t answer, her sobs stealing her words.Instead, he turned to Kelly, who regarded them both with a cold detachment.“Kingston just lost about a billion dollars,” she said flatly.A billion?The number slammed into Jasmine like a punch. Her cries intensified, her grief pouring ou
A few minutes earlier, Bruno Black had been furious the moment he received the text message from his sister.“Who dares to threaten my sister? Do they not fear the Black Syndicate?” Bruno growled angrily, seated in the back of the limousine.He turned his rage toward his private bodyguard.“Brad, we need to show them who we really are and take control of Vancouver's underworld!”“Yes, Sir,” Brad replied meekly.“It’s because of your meek personality that people look down on us!” Bruno snapped, glaring at him.Brad nodded. “I am sorry, boss.”“You... If it weren’t for your big body, no one would hire you!” Bruno’s anger grew sharper. “Talking to you is like talking to a big, stupid bull!”“Yes, sir.”Bruno angrily slapped Brad. “Just shut your mouth. You’re pissing me off!”Brad only nodded again, silent as ever.If Brad weren’t over two meters tall and didn’t move like a freight train, Bruno wouldn’t have kept him around.The man could act as a meat shield when needed, and that was re
Alex hesitated. "But—""No buts. This is a family matter," Charles cut him off sharply."Alright," Alex sighed, stepping back, unwilling to get involved in what he now saw as a tangled web of domestic chaos.Charles turned his attention back to Cathy, yelling furiously, "Don’t you think I don’t know what you’ve done behind my back? You threatened and tortured everyone connected to me! Including my ex-girlfriend! You’re nothing but a sadistic monster!"His fists slammed into her motionless body, each blow carrying years of pent-up anger."Do you know how much pain you’ve caused me? You think money can fix this? What’s the point of money if I can’t find happiness?!"He picked up a vase from the corner of the room, his face twisted in pure hatred. "You think I’m your worker, your slave, your damn toy?!"With a final roar, he smashed the vase against her body, shards scattering across the floor.As the silence settled, Charles stood over Cathy’s limp form, chest heaving.The room was litt
Cathy Black laughed as she fired all of her shot, yet only to freeze in disbelief.Alex stood before her, unscathed—no bullet hole, not even a scratch."Impossible," she gasped, her eyes widening.She glanced at her gun, empty now, as the hollow click confirmed her worst fear.Alex’s lips curled into a cold smile. "You’re truly lucky, I don’t hit women."He turned away, striding toward Charles, who was trembling near the wooden table."But you," Alex continued, grabbing Charles by the shoulder, his grip firm as iron, "you hit my wife. Seems like you’re good at hitting women.""No! No, I’m not!" Charles stammered, his body quaking like a leaf.Alex’s voice dropped, a venomous edge creeping into his tone."Your wife hit my wife. Don’t you think it’s only fair you take the hit as payment?"Without waiting for an answer, Alex slammed his fist into the sturdy wooden table beside him.The deafening crack echoed in the room as the table split clean in two, the pieces scattering across the fl
“Who the hell are you?” Charles snarled, voice cracking into a shrill pitch.“If my wife says she’s going to die, then she’s going to die!”Alex stepped into the office, calm and deliberate.His eyes swept over the scene before settling on Sophia.Even from across the room, he could see her condition was anything but normal.She looked drugged, unsteady, and vulnerable.“Get your filthy hands off my wife,” Alex said quietly.His voice was steady and low, yet it carried a firm authority that made everyone pause.Cathy almost laughed out loud, disbelief flickering in her eyes.She prided herself on never feeling fear, but when she met Alex’s gaze, a strange chill gripped her.For the first time in years, her knees weakened, and her hands trembled.She released Sophia’s hair, letting the young woman slump back onto the sofa.“Good,” Alex murmured, moving closer to Sophia.Cathy studied him, unsettled.He seemed like any fit young man—handsome, maybe—but nothing special.Still, something