After finishing breakfast, Lisa returned to her room. Her face was just as crumpled as before. Eating did nothing to improve her mood.Sitting on the edge of her bed, Lisa called an old friend who worked in the city government of Mildenbrough. She had to wait through five rings before her friend picked up.“Hello?”“Hey, Denis. It’s me, Lisa. You still remember me?”“Of course I do. How could I forget the arrogant woman who rejected me countless times?”Denis and Lisa had attended the same university. Denis was infatuated with Lisa and asked her out numerous times, but Lisa never agreed.Lisa was quite popular on campus and saw herself as very beautiful, while Denis seemed like an ordinary guy who didn’t promise much as a partner.Denis continued to hope that Lisa would become his girlfriend until their final days at university, but his hopes were dashed when Lisa chose to date one of the wealthiest students on campus instead.For the remainder of his university days, Denis harbored a
The next morning, at the airport...Scott and Luisa had already passed through security at the departure gate and were now waiting for the announcement to board the plane. They sat next to each other in two empty seats in the lounge."How are you feeling? We're going to spend some quality time together for three days and four nights," Scott said.Luisa looked like she was about to smile but held back. She then shrugged and said, "Just fine. But I hope we can enjoy our vacation.""We will. You can relax and unwind. Don't worry about work or anything else, okay," Scott said.There was no further response from Luisa. She just nodded without looking at Scott.Scott didn't mind. He knew Luisa was actually excited and he was sure his wife would show her enthusiasm once they arrived in Ravenshire."There's an empty seat. Let's sit there," said a red-haired woman who came from the right. A blond man was with her, probably her partner.The seat the red-haired woman was sitting in was the empty
George placed his bet with absolute confidence, even mocking Scott, convinced victory was already his.But Scott was equally confident. He extended his right hand, offering a handshake."Deal," Scott said."Deal," George replied, gripping Scott's hand and shaking it firmly.A sly grin crept across George’s face. He was certain Scott and Luisa had mistakenly wandered into the wrong cabin. Their simple, understated appearance made it obvious—or so he thought. Unlike him and Linda, who were decked out in high-end designer brands, Scott and Luisa wore modest clothing—though still quite stylish.What George didn’t realize was that while Scott and Luisa weren’t flaunting big-name brands, the items they wore were even more exclusive. The lack of logos was deliberate, as their clothing was custom-made in limited quantities. Lombard, the man behind their wardrobe, ran a private factory specializing in high-quality, timeless pieces without flashy branding.If anyone in the cabin were to touch S
Seeing Tony busy texting someone, Luisa tugged on Scott’s arm. Scott turned, glancing at his wife.“Scott, do you think we’re in the wrong? What if those two seats we booked were already reserved for someone else?” Luisa asked, her eyes full of worry.Scott quickly shook his head. “That won’t happen. And if it does, it’s not our fault. It’s the airline’s mistake. They can’t just ask us to leave this cabin,” Scott said firmly.Luisa gazed deeply into Scott’s eyes, and he returned the look. He needed to reassure her that they were in the right.“I’ve asked a colleague to check the passenger database today to confirm this issue,” Tony said, slipping his phone back into his pocket. “We should get confirmation soon,” he added, handing the two tickets back to the flight attendant.Tony seemed confident, even arrogant. His smile and posture were smug, especially compared to the flight attendant’s seriousness.The flight attendant examined the tickets again, her expression both stern and puzz
"Protect Young Master!" one of the bodyguards shouted.The rest of the guards immediately closed ranks, shielding the man in the brown cloak from sight. Some of them aimed their weapons in various directions, prepared for any potential threat from other passengers."Hey, you! Hands up! Now!" the same guard barked, glaring at the suspicious passenger Scott had just knocked down.The man was clearly outnumbered. Even if he had a backup weapon, he was in no position to use it. Any sudden move would be met with bullets from the guards aiming at him.On top of that, his left hand throbbed with pain after being hit by Scott’s shoe. Slowly, he raised his hands, casting a venomous glare at Scott."Restrain him!" ordered the guard.Without hesitation, two other guards, keeping their guns trained on the man, approached and pinned him down roughly. They clearly believed this man was either a criminal or a terrorist."Search him! Make sure he’s not carrying any bombs or other dangerous items," th
Scholtz turned to Linda, a deep crease forming between his brows. Her arrogant, smug face irritated him.“And who are you, if I may ask? Why do you think you have the right to interfere in this matter?” Scholtz asked sarcastically.“Who am I?” Linda shot back, staring at Scholtz in disbelief. A moment later, she sneered.“She’s the mayor’s niece,” George chimed in, feeling the need to defend his girlfriend. “I don’t know who you are, but I’d suggest you watch your tone around her. After all, she’s related to the top official in Mildenbrough.”Scholtz glared at George, and George defiantly raised his chin, signaling that he wasn’t intimidated.George and Linda’s arrogant attitude left Tony and the flight attendant stunned. Unlike them, Tony and the flight attendant knew exactly who Scholtz was and just how influential he was in Mildenbrough and other cities.“You said the seats Mr. Scott and his wife reserved were already taken by two other passengers, right?” Scholtz asked the flight
"I'm waiting," Scott said, staring at George with disdain. George returned Scott’s gaze, but his arrogance had disappeared. With someone as powerful as Scholtz backing Scott, how could he possibly act so smug as before? “What’s going on here?” Scholtz asked, turning to the flight attendant. The attendant responded, “These two made a bet, sir. If Mr. Scott and his wife had entered the wrong cabin, they’d have to kneel before these two and address them as ‘Sir’ and ‘Madam.’ But if they didn’t, then the reverse would happen.” Scholtz frowned. “That’s the bet they made?” “More or less, sir. For more details, you might want to ask Tony, since he was involved in the wager,” the attendant added. Scholtz turned his gaze to Tony, who glared at the attendant, clearly displeased by being outed. But it was the truth. “You were involved?” Scholtz asked coldly. “Explain.” “Um…” Tony hesitated, thinking about how to phrase his words. “Yes, Mr. Scholtz. That was the bet, and in the end, these
Scott couldn’t understand what was going through Lisa’s mind, why she kept sending him texts as if she were trying to terrorize him.In her latest message, Lisa told Scott there was no point in him going to Ravenshire because, as she had said before, in a few days Scott would be forced to leave Mildenbrough for good."What’s wrong? Is something bothering you?" asked Luisa, noticing the change in Scott’s expression."Ah, it’s nothing," Scott said quickly, putting his phone on airplane mode and shoving it back into his pocket.Luisa gave him an irritated look, likely upset that Scott had lied again by saying “it’s nothing,” but she soon leaned her head back against the seat and closed her eyes.Scott tried to do the same, leaning his head back, but he didn’t close his eyes. Instead, he stared at the luggage compartment above, wondering what his ex-fiancée was planning.…At Grandier Corp, inside Lisa’s office."What?! Scott escaped your brother’s trap?" Lisa demanded from Denis.[Yeah,