2025-03-25 09:00:46The sky above the temple started turning red as the sun slowly set on the horizon. Damien stepped out of the temple, his face cold and unreadable. His eyes held back a restrained fury after receiving a phone call from one of his men at Stratton Corporation. What he heard made his blood boil.
"They just won’t stop messing with my wife. And now they’re resorting to dirty tricks?" Damien muttered as he started his car.
With one hand already on the wheel, he gave a simple order to his special forces team. "Be ready anytime I need you. We might have to move tonight," he said firmly before leaving the temple grounds.
His sleek black sports car roared as it sped down the road toward the city. He needed to see Celeste and figure out what the hell was going on at the company. But the moment he hit the city streets, his instincts screamed at him—something was off.
A black car had been tailing him for a while, way too precise to be just a coinciden
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The room was eerily quiet, as if soaking up all the tension in the air. Damien tried to stand, reaching out to hug a distraught Celeste. For a fleeting moment, Celeste thought a miracle had entered their lives—but then Damien collapsed from his wheelchair onto the floor with a thud that was both painful and humiliating.Lying there, Damien didn’t move. Pain coursed through his body, but it was nothing compared to the ache in his heart. Celeste stood a few steps away, her expression unreadable—a mix of anger, despair, and emotional exhaustion.“Damien,” Celeste finally broke the silence, her voice cold and laced with bitterness. “What exactly are you trying to prove? You can’t even stand on your own, yet here you are, still trying. Do you seriously think I’ll keep waiting for you to fight a losing battle?”Damien looked up, meeting her sharp gaze. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out.Celeste sighed deeply, stepping closer with an envelope in hand. She’d just retrieved i
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Adrian swung his fist in a fit of rage, but Damien moved with surprising speed. Even in a wheelchair, his movements were precise. With a quick motion, he caught Adrian's wrist before the punch could land on his face.The grip was so strong it sounded like something cracked. Adrian screamed in pain, his piercing cry echoing through the room and freezing everyone in the Stratton family. “Aaaah!” he yelled, clutching at Damien's hand, trying to break free.Damien stared at Adrian with cold, unwavering eyes. The tense atmosphere in the room shifted into a suffocating silence, broken only by Adrian’s ragged breaths and the faint creak of Damien’s wheelchair moving slightly forward. Still holding Adrian’s wrist, Damien spoke, his voice low but cutting through the air like a blade.“Celeste is my wife,” he said firmly, directing his gaze to everyone in the room, who looked on in shock. “From now on, no one is allowed to mess with her. Consider this your warning.”With that, Damien released A
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Damien lowered his head slightly, leaning closer to Celeste, and whispered, "I'll explain everything when we get home. But for now, we need to go in."Celeste wanted to argue, but she knew this wasn't the right time. There were still so many questions in her head, but the most important thing now was how they were going to handle tonight.Damien opened the car door and got out first, maneuvering his wheelchair with ease. With confidence, he rolled himself towards the entrance of the hotel, signaling the others to follow. Celeste finally stepped out, followed by Eleanor, who still looked confused. George hesitated, but after taking a deep breath, he finally got out too.As they walked in, they were greeted with warm welcomes. Familiar faces from the business world smiled at them, though some seemed confused by their presence. The waitstaff bowed respectfully, and soft music played in the background.Eleanor whispered to her husband, "George, is this really
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Chapter 45: A King Has Stepped Down
That night, the atmosphere in the Stratton family's dining room felt warmer than usual. The dining table was filled with fancy dishes they normally wouldn’t eat. The delicious aroma filled the room, while the chandelier lights highlighted the neatly arranged porcelain and silverware.As always, Damien had prepared everything. But tonight, something felt different. Even Eleanor and George, who were used to Damien’s surprises, sensed that something was off."Is it someone’s birthday?" Eleanor mumbled, glancing at Celeste sitting beside her. But Celeste shook her head, indicating she had no clue why they were having such an extravagant meal.Celeste raised an eyebrow. "If this is to celebrate Novatek separating from Stratton Enterprises, don’t you think it’s a bit much?"Just then, Damien walked out of the kitchen, carrying a huge platter with a giant lobster covered in buttery sauce. His smile was wide, full of triumph. "This i
