Chapter Two hundred and forty one: The Silent arrest The morning light filtered gently through Loreta’s apartment windows, casting a soft glow over her tidy living room. She moved around, humming quietly as she watered her plants and sipped her coffee, an expression of calm contentment on her face. There was no trace of the whirlwind that had descended on her life the day before—no sign of the media frenzy, the missed signing, or the countless messages piling up on her phone. She moved through her morning as though the world outside her door didn’t exist.A sudden, firm knock interrupted her peaceful routine, echoing through the stillness of her home. She paused, setting her coffee cup down, and moved to the door without a hint of hesitation. When she opened it, she found two police officers standing in uniform, their expressions serious. Behind them, a representative from Tether looked on, his gaze a mixture of anger and bewilderment.“Loreta Mendez?” one of the officers asked,
Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty-Two: The Negotiation The lawyers wasted no time and went straight to business, notifying them of what brought him. The conference room was cloaked in tense silence as Loreta sat alongside her attorney, Mr. Martin Lowell. Across the polished oak table, representatives from Tether shifted uncomfortably in their seats, their faces marked with barely concealed anxiety. Their team was composed of high-level executives, legal advisors, and the very men Loreta had quietly captured in her phone’s lens—men who now avoided her gaze as though her eyes alone could shatter their composure.The room felt charged, with every tick of the clock amplifying the pressure that loomed over Tether’s representatives. They were here to discuss an unexpected counterclaim, one that no one on their end had anticipated.Martin Lowell placed his briefcase on the table, opened it with a deliberate calm, and removed a thick folder. It’s edges were crisp, the contents organized t
Chapter Two Hundred and Forty-Three: A Twisted RevelationGeorgina’s hand clenched around the wine glass, knuckles turning white as she scrolled through the news updates on her tablet. The headline splashed across the screen made her stomach churn with anger:"Tether Legal Drama Resolved with Rising Star Loreta Mendez.This was supposed to have gone in a completely different direction. Her plan had been simple, efficient, and, up until now, flawless. Loreta Mendez was just supposed to be a pawn—a bright, naive young woman Georgina could manipulate into stepping right into Tether’s spotlight. She’d set it all up: the endorsements, the publicity, even the quiet pathway that would eventually lead Loreta straight to Bloom Entertainment, where Georgina could finally unleash her real agenda.Instead, Loreta had defied her. And worse, she'd done it with a strange, quiet resilience that only made Georgina’s blood boil.She took a deep, steadying breath, glancing out over the city lights s
Chapter Two Hundred and Forty-Four: A Grateful EncounterLoreta Mendez walked through the polished halls of MTD Entertainment’s headquarters, her heels clicking with a steady rhythm. She held her head high, a sense of pride swelling in her chest as she neared Chris Preston’s office. Her recent success had brought her a kind of freedom she hadn’t expected, and she knew that Chris had been a significant part of that victory.When she’d first felt the walls closing in, the lawsuit tightening around her, Loreta had been certain her budding career was about to crumble. That’s when she’d called Chris, her former classmate and the most competent president she knew in the entertainment industry. He hadn’t hesitated to step in and guide her through the chaos, providing insight, strategy, and even connections she hadn’t realized she’d need. And now, after the smoke had cleared and she could finally see the path ahead, Loreta knew she owed him a debt of gratitude.As she reached the frosted
Chapter Two Hundred and Forty-Five: The Cost of De fiance. The dim, cold light filtered through the narrow windows high above, casting eerie shadows over the sleek, empty room. Gareth knelt in the center, head bowed, hands clenching into fists against the polished floor. He felt the chill seep into his bones, but he didn’t dare lift his head, didn’t dare breathe too loudly. Not here, not now. Not in front of her. Georgina S. Brown sat a few feet away, reclining in her chair with a quiet, unnerving elegance. She watched him, her gaze as piercing and controlled as the silence that blanketed the room. She wasn’t known for her patience, but tonight she seemed almost languid, allowing each second to drag out as if savoring the tension filling the air. Finally, she leaned forward, breaking the silence with a soft, dangerously calm voice. “Do you understand why you’re here, Gareth?” He swallowed, throat dry, and managed a shaky nod. “Yes, Ms. Brown.” She let out a faint, almost amuse
Chapter Two Hundred and Forty-Six: The Rise of Georgina Sinclair BrownThe Browns. In America, the name alone commanded respect, reverence, and an element of fear. Brown Enterprise was an empire that had expanded its influence across finance, real estate, entertainment, and technology, shaping industries and building legacies. And at the heart of it was Georgina Sinclair Brown, the first daughter of the family, the one who had been forced to take a different path.Georgina had always felt like the shadow in her own family’s legacy. Born into privilege but denied the title of heir, she was a prodigy, just as brilliant as her brother but overlooked simply because of her gender. The Browns had strict traditions; the male heir took the helm of Brown Enterprise, and for Georgina, this decision stung more deeply than she ever showed. Her older brother, Edward Brown had been the apple of her father’s eye. As the oldest son, he was groomed for greatness from birth. Their father, Edward
Chapter Two Hundred and Forty-Seven: The Resurgence of Georgina’s FuryFor years, Georgina Sinclair Brown had allowed herself to forget about her nephew, Chris, the black sheep who had been exiled from the family. It was convenient and comforting to ignore him, knowing she had pulled strings behind the scenes to ensure he would be cut off from the powerful Brown lineage. She had been certain she’d rid herself of his inconvenient presence and his moralistic ideals, which were a thorn in her side. And yet, like a ghost from the past, Chris had returned claiming not only his name but also the family empire she so fiercely desired.The news came abruptly, shaking her world in ways she hadn’t expected. She could still recall the conversation with her younger brother, Martins, who’d sat across from her in her office, delivering the bombshell with a calmness that only stoked her fury.“Chris has taken over the company,” Martins had said simply, watching her reaction with something like a
Chapter Two Hundred and Forty-Seven: The Resurgence of Georgina’s FuryFor years, Georgina Sinclair Brown had allowed herself to forget about her nephew, Chris, the black sheep who had been exiled from the family. It was convenient and comforting to ignore him, knowing she had pulled strings behind the scenes to ensure he would be cut off from the powerful Brown lineage. She had been certain she’d rid herself of his inconvenient presence and his moralistic ideals, which were a thorn in her side. And yet, like a ghost from the past, Chris had returned—claiming not only his name but also the family empire she so fiercely desired.The news came abruptly, shaking her world in ways she hadn’t expected. She could still recall the conversation with her younger brother, Martins, who’d sat across from her in her office, delivering the bombshell with a calmness that only stoked her fury.“Chris has taken over the company,” Martins had said simply, watching her reaction with something like anti