Chapter 273: A Narrow EscapeStephany gripped the steering wheel tightly as she navigated through the busy city streets, her thoughts scattered. She had spent the day attending meetings for a project she had been managing, and exhaustion was beginning to creep in. Still, she was eager to get home, where Chris’s calm presence would ease her tension. The sun had dipped below the horizon, and the sky was painted in hues of orange and purple. The roads, though less congested than earlier, were still busy with vehicles rushing to their destinations. Stephany sighed, turning on the radio to drown out her thoughts. As she approached the intersection leading to the highway, she pressed down on the brake pedal. Nothing happened. Her heart skipped a beat. She pressed harder, but the car didn’t slow down. Instead, it continued to pick up speed, the engine humming with a terrifying relentlessness. Her pulse quickened. She pumped the brakes again, this time with all her strength, bu
Chapter 275: A Close CallChris stepped out of the office later than usual, his mind filled with the day’s events. Georgina’s recent actions and her growing desperation were troubling, but he felt oddly calm. The satisfaction of being steps ahead of her had left him feeling in control, but there was still a nagging sense of unease he couldn’t shake. Sliding into the driver’s seat of his sleek black car, Chris started the engine, the low rumble reverberating in the quiet parking lot. It was late, and the roads would be relatively clear. He planned to take the scenic route home, where he could enjoy a rare moment of solitude before the usual chaos of life greeted him. The car pulled out of the lot smoothly, and he shifted into gear, accelerating onto the main road. As he drove, the city lights blurred into streaks of gold and white, and the hum of the tires on the asphalt was almost soothing. But then, something felt… off. The steering wheel seemed heavier than usual, almost
Chapter 276: Quiet RetributionChris arrived at his office early the next morning, his mind sharp and focused despite the chaos of the previous night. He had barely slept, but the adrenaline coursing through him was more than enough to fuel his resolve. Georgina had crossed a line. Attempting to sabotage his car wasn’t just reckless—it was personal. She had shown her willingness to go to extreme lengths to take him down, and Chris knew he couldn’t let her actions slide. However, an open confrontation wasn’t his style. Subtlety was always more effective. As he entered his private office in MTD Entertainment, the glass walls offering a panoramic view of the city, Chris loosened his tie and took a seat behind his desk. His assistant, Evelyn, walked in moments later, a tablet in hand. "Good morning, sir," she said, her tone professional but warm. “Your schedule for today is ready, but I also have the reports from Sterling Heritage you requested." Chris gestured for her to s
Chapter 278: A Dangerous SlipChris had barely settled into his office when the door burst open. Georgina stormed in, her face a storm cloud of fury. He leaned back in his chair, his expression calm but his eyes sharp as they locked onto hers. “Good morning to you too, Georgina,” he said dryly. “Cut the pleasantries,” she snapped, slamming a folder onto his desk. “You’ve been meddling, haven’t you?” Chris glanced at the folder but didn’t bother opening it. “You’ll have to be more specific. I tend to be involved in a lot of things.” Her nostrils flared, and she took a step closer, her voice dropping to a hiss. “Don’t play coy with me. I know you’ve been digging into Sterling Horizon. Do you think you can outmaneuver me?” Chris smirked, folding his hands on his desk. “If I wanted to outmaneuver you, Georgina, you wouldn’t even see it coming.” Her eyes blazed with anger, and for a moment, she seemed to be holding herself back. Then she leaned over his desk, her voice dripping
Chapter 278: A Silent Probe about the accident.Chris sat at his desk long after Georgina left, her words echoing in his mind. “Just like I did with your parents."The phrase had rattled something deep within him. His parents’ death had been a wound he thought time had closed, but now it felt raw, open, and demanding answers. The memories flooded back, unbidden and vivid. It had been five years ago. He was supposed to have traveled in that car. His father had insisted he stay back to finish a presentation he had been working on for an internship interview. His parents had taken the car instead, promising to be home by nightfall. But they never made it. Chris clenched his fists as he recalled the phone call that had shattered his world. His parents’ car had collided with a truck on the highway. The authorities called it a tragic accident—faulty brakes, they said. He hadn’t questioned it then, consumed by grief and the endless responsibilities that followed. But now, Geor
Chapter 279: Quiet MovesChris sat in his office, his mind a storm of anger and resolve.Georgina had crossed every imaginable line.His parents' death, which he had carried as an unfortunate tragedy, was now revealed to be a calculated move. That she had so easily brushed off their lives in pursuit of her ambitions left him sickened.But Chris wasn't one to lash out without a plan.He leaned back in his chair, the wheels in his mind turning. Georgina was cunning, but he had learned to be one step ahead. He couldn't confront her directly-not yet. She'd deny everything, and without concrete proof, it would be a wasted effort. No, this required strategy.His first call was to Connor."Chris," Connor answered. "Any updates?""I have reason to believe my parents' accident was orchestrated," Chris said, keeping his voice steady. "Georgina Brown's fingerprints are all over it, but I need airtight evidence."Connor didn't sound surprised. "Figured as much. I'll dig deeper on my end, but yo
Chapter One. The living in son in law Stephany strode into the house, her laughter mingling with the voices of her friends, filling the room with lively energy. Her high heels clicked against the polished wooden floor as she led the way, a few shopping bags swinging from her arms. Her friends, chattering animatedly, followed her into the living room. "Chris, we're back!" Stephany called out, her tone cheerful but commanding. Her eyes swept across the room, quickly zeroing in on the mop and bucket still standing in the corner, a small puddle of water beside them. The floor, far from the gleaming surface it was meant to be, bore streaks and patches of dirt. Chris, who had been in the kitchen making tea, emerged at the sound of her voice. He froze for a moment, the teapot in his hands, as he caught sight of Stephany's disapproving gaze. He knew what was coming. Chris, the son in law of the of the illustrious Preston family, had once been a promising figure in the busin
Chapter Two: Spend with caution. Eleanor Preston stepped into the house, her presence immediately commanding attention. Her eyes, though kind, missed nothing as they scanned the room, taking in the sight of her daughter, Stephany, surrounded by a lot of shopping bags. "Stephany," Eleanor began, her voice warm yet tinged with concern, "I see you've been shopping again." Stephany looked up, a flicker of guilt crossing her face before she forced a bright smile. "Just a few things, Mom. Nothing extravagant." Eleanor walked further into the room, her gaze shifting to Chris, who was quietly finishing up his tasks. She offered him a brief, unsmiling nod before turning her full attention back to her daughter. "Stephany, you know we need to be careful with our spending right now. Spring Fashion Week is coming, and Luxury Flair hasn't planned anything significant because we're still searching for investors. Last year’s profits weren't enough to support this year’s endeavors." "You'