Novels by Fash

George had always been a cunning, calculating businessman—hardened by years of experience in high society. To him, dealing with someone like Ethan should’ve been effortless.What Clara didn’t know was that after she left George, unable to endure the loneliness, he had taken a pretty college student as his mistress.At the time, the young woman had a boyfriend. But George, ever the manipulator, invited the young man out for a private talk.With just a few sharp words, George had the poor guy—who came from an ordinary background—reduced to tears. The boy ended up walking away from the relationship on his own.So, George had assumed Ethan would crack just as easily—buckling under pressure and retreating from Clara’s life.But things weren’t going according to plan at all.Instead, Clara was radiating joy. When she reached the pool with Ethan, she practically lit up with excitement.“Wow! The design is stunning! The water’s the same shade as the sea—it looks amazing, like a visual masterp

Out of nowhere, an ultra-luxurious green yacht appeared on the Huston River!Towering at around 110 meters, the vessel’s sleek, futuristic design looked more like a high-tech spaceship than a traditional yacht—it completely shattered the crowd’s expectations of what a cruise ship could look like.Tourists gathered on both sides of the river were left in awe, eyes wide with disbelief and fascination.“Oh my God! What is that?! Is it a spaceship? A UFO? It looks like something from a sci-fi movie!”“That can’t be real. It has to be a hologram or a mirage—no way a yacht like that actually exists!”“Wait! Isn’t that the world’s first hydrogen-powered yacht—Aqua?”“Aqua? Yeah, I’ve heard of it! That’s the one owned by Bill Gates, right? He supposedly spent nearly a billion dollars building it! Insane!”“Wasn’t it scheduled for launch two years from now? Has it already hit the water? Don’t tell me Bill Gates is the one who booked out the Huston River today!”The crowd went wild. Dozens of p

“Hello…”But the line was already dead—Gregory had ended the call. Ethan could immediately sense from Clara’s expression that she wasn’t pleased with how the conversation had gone.Gregory was a multibillionaire, and Clara didn’t want him flaunting that wealth and influence in front of Ethan. She knew such a move could make any man feel inadequate.Clara walked into the kitchen just as Ethan was loading the dishes he’d used into the dishwasher. He turned when he noticed her behind him.“Finished with the call?” he asked casually.Clara gave a small nod, though her face clearly showed discontent.“Ethan, Gregory’s a bit particular… He doesn’t think the yacht you arranged is up to standard, so he wants to bring his own instead.”“Would it be alright if we had dinner on his yacht tonight? I was thinking we could bring along some fine wine.”He doesn’t think my yacht is good enough?Is he really worried that what I’ve arranged isn’t fitting for someone with his title—the richest man in Ho

In the villa next to Ethan and Clara’s, Cayden stumbled in, supported by his bodyguard. He was clearly drunk, but his face was lit up with a smug grin.As soon as he entered, he called out, laughing, “Haha! That guy’s been cheated on again!”Maya, who had just used Ethan to spite Cayden during his absence, instantly felt a wave of guilt.“W-What are you talking about?” she asked, trying to stay calm.She had been watching TV in the living room, but upon seeing Cayden return, she quickly turned it off.Cayden plopped down beside her, still chuckling. “I’m talking about Ethan! Poor guy’s been made a cuckold again. His life’s just one big joke. Does he not realize who he is?”He went on, slurring slightly, “He would’ve been better off dating some ordinary girl, but no—he had to go for stunning women like you and Clara Walport. Of course he was going to get cheated on! Who wouldn’t?”“There’s even that saying going around online: broke guys shouldn’t marry beautiful women...”Still laughi

Ethan hadn’t had the chance to look into Gregory’s background yet. But he knew that Gregory had been influential even a decade ago—and now, he had risen to become the wealthiest man in Houston. Clearly, the man was no ordinary figure.It was no surprise that many women would be drawn to someone as accomplished as him.Ethan remarked, “Back when your family was facing its worst crisis ten years ago, he stepped in to help. And now, when you're once again in a desperate situation, he shows up again.”“You probably see him as some kind of hero in your life, don’t you?”Though Ethan was burning with jealousy, he knew he no longer had the right to be angry with Clara.Clara could sense the bitterness in his tone.In a soft voice, she replied, “I am truly thankful for everything he’s done for me over the years.”“If it weren’t for him, I might’ve ended up marrying just anyone, settling for a mediocre job that barely paid a few thousand dollars a month. I’d probably be cramming into the subwa

Inside the lavish villa’s living room, silence hung heavy in the air. The only sound came from the automatic robot vacuum whirring aimlessly across the floor.Clara’s words confirmed everything Maya had told Ethan—she had indeed met up with her former lover.According to Maya, Clara planned to leave Ethan and reunite with that man, possibly even marry him.Still, Clara wasn’t like Maya. She wasn’t the type to betray someone and then lie about it. If she had truly crossed a line, Ethan knew she would face it head-on and take responsibility—maybe even initiate the breakup herself.Knowing her personality, Ethan figured that was what she was about to do now: admit she’d done wrong, apologize, and walk away from him.He had already rehearsed how he would respond.He’d stay calm, accept her decision without causing a scene.And after the breakup, when Clara no longer had a place beside him, he would one day stand tall in front of the towering Perry Express headquarters and say to her, “Tha

"You insolent fool! Kneel before me this instant!" commanded Old Ms. Harrington, her voice dripping with authority."Do you think you can break the family's laws and walk away without consequence? You fool!""Family rules! What rules!" Tyler exclaimed, defiant.Old Ms. Harrington's eyes narrowed, but there was a glimmer of understanding in her gaze. "Have you forgotten the agreement you signed with our family? Three years ago, when you became a son-in-law of the Harrington family, you vowed to accept our family's rules and face the consequences if you ever betrayed us. Does that vow still bind you?"Tyler stood tall, his voice steady. "It absolutely does."A nod of acknowledgment came from Ms. Harrington. "Very well, then you understand your offense," she said, her voice calm but firm. "Bring me the 'Judgment Rod." At her command, Richard produced a long, intricately carved rod, a symbol of the family's history and tradition.The Judgment Rod, passed down through generations, was mo

As Tyler and Nicholson arrived back at the villa, the atmosphere grew tense. The grand estate loomed ahead, its elegant facade belying the turmoil within. The car came to a halt, and before Tyler could gather his thoughts, two mafia members swiftly moved in. They grabbed him roughly by the arms, holding him tightly as they yanked him out of the car. The forceful grip sent a jolt of pain through Tyler's shoulders, but he bit back any signs of discomfort.The men dragged Tyler across the gravel driveway, his feet barely touching the ground. His heart pounded in his chest, adrenaline surging as he struggled against their iron grip. His mind raced, searching for a way to escape, but the mafia members' firm hold left him little room to maneuver.At that moment, the door to the villa opened, and Old Ms. Harrington emerged, followed closely by the rest of the family, coming from the private room. Their expressions ranged from curiosity to contempt as they took in the sight before them. Old

Andrew cut off Old Ms. Harrington with a smirk. “Haha! Drunk? Emily, don’t take this the wrong way, but you share some of the blame. You never let Tyler get close to you in the four years you were married. Even if you’re beautiful, it doesn’t matter if he can’t be with you. No wonder Tyler spent the night with Agnes!”Emily’s mother couldn’t stay silent any longer. “Andrew, that’s unfair. Emily’s status is far above Tyler’s. If she had been intimate with that disgraced son-in-law, it would have been an insult to her. It would have tainted her.”Andrew scoffed. “You’re just trying to keep her pure so she can marry a wealthy man after you find a way to get rid of Tyler, aren’t you?”Ms. Jenner said, "You...""Any word from you again, and you're going out!" Old Ms. Harrington hollered. "Even if Emily is like that, he has no reason to have an affair! What does he take our family for? I can't wait for that beast to arrive here!"After saying old Ms Harrington reach to her stroked poodles

"Please continue enjoying yourselves while I have a little conversation with my family," Old Ms. Harrington said, her voice calm yet authoritative. "And I apologize for any discomfort I may have caused." She smiled warmly, her eyes sweeping over the guests, who responded with nods and encouraging smiles.As she made her way toward the private sitting room, her children and grandchildren followed her immediately, their expressions a mix of curiosity and concern. Old Ms. Harrington’s composed demeanor reassured the guests, and they resumed their mingling, the hum of conversation and clinking of glasses filling the air once more.Old Ms. Harrington paused at the doorway, turning back to give one last, reassuring smile before disappearing into the room, her family trailing behind. The grand chandelier cast a warm glow over the gathering, and the soft music playing in the background created an elegant ambiance.Inside the private sitting room, Old Ms. Harrington took a deep breath, ready

Old Ms. Harrington turned to Andrew and said, "I'm sorry, Andrew. I know I was the one who put you in this mess!" Her voice was firm as she embraced Andrew in a tight hug. "I won't allow that to happen to you anymore!" Andrew nodded his head, tears welling up. "Grandmother, I'm also sorry for the shame I brought to today's celebration. I was just trying to protect myself from the man who was bullying me, saying I had to pay up for the drug money I owed him, even after I said I wasn't into drugs anymore! After that, he tried to kill me!" "I know, Andrew. You can't kill anyone; it was just self-defense, wasn't it?" Old Ms. Harrington asked, her voice gentle but strong. A devilish smile played on Andrew's face. "Yes, Grandma. I can't kill anyone," he said, lifting his head. Old Ms. Harrington held Andrew's face in her hands, looking deeply into his eyes. "How was the agreement between you and Mr. Blackwell? I hope the government has pardoned our family!" she asked, her voice full

Meanwhile, Tyler, unaware of the storm brewing against him, made his way home. He took a shortcut through a secluded alleyway, his mind preoccupied with the day's events. As he turned the corner, three men stepped out of the shadows, blocking his path."Tyler, right?" the leader of the group said, cracking his knuckles. "We've got a message for you from the Harringtons."Tyler's eyes narrowed as he assessed the situation. "I don't want any trouble," he said, trying to stay calm."Too late for that," the leader sneered. "You crossed the wrong family."Before Tyler could react, one of the men swung a bat towards him. Tyler ducked just in time, but the second man lunged at him, catching him off guard. A fierce struggle ensued, with Tyler fighting back with everything he had.However, Tyler dodged the incoming punches from the leader, who was covered in tattoos, with ease. He leaped onto the alleyway's railing effortlessly and then kicked one of the attackers in the face."Damn! This as