Chapter: 234 - A NIGHT TO BE REMEMBERED Sarah Chen sat in the back of a sleek black luxury car, her diamond earrings catching the streetlights as the driver cruised down Fifth Avenue. She checked her makeup for the tenth time, her red lips perfect, hair pinned flawlessly. Tonight was her night — the New York Business Awards, broadcast live across every major network. “#NYBAwards #QueenSarah,” she’d posted earlier. She leaned forward, tapping the tinted glass. “How’s the dress?” she asked her assistant Kara, who was squeezed next to her, clutching Sarah’s clutch bag and a folder of fake donor stats. “Perfect, Miss Chen. Everyone will stare,” Kara said, her smile forced. Sarah smirked. Of course they would. She had paid enough to rig it all — the interviews, the nomination, the online votes. She’d even slipped envelopes to the right people. After tonight, the Chen name woul
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Chapter: 233 - BRENT WALKER NEVER LOSES Kenneth Chow believed in two things: money and power. He buttoned his navy suit jacket with steady hands, admiring himself in the mirror of the West Regency Hotel’s executive restroom. His hair was slicked back perfectly, shoes polished to a mirror shine, and his gold cufflinks gleamed under the white lights. Today, he would speak on the main stage at the Asia-Pacific Legal Integrity Conference. Hundreds of lawyers, judges, and corporate clients were in attendance, eyes all waiting to hear Kenneth Chow’s “wisdom.” “Protecting Corporate Integrity,” his topic read on the digital banners. Kenneth smirked. Irony was delicious. Years ago, Kenneth was the senior lawyer for Chen Industries. Whenever Brent Walker submitted proposals, Kenneth would “lose” them, rolling his eyes. “Coffee boy trying to think,” he once sneered, tossing Brent’s files into the trash. “You’re not lawyer m
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Chapter: 232 - KARMA IS A BITCHLydia Song checked her reflection in the mirrored wall, fixing her glossy waves and tapping the mic pinned to her blouse. Today was her day. She stood on the stage of the luxe SkyBridge Conference Center, looking down at the ring-lit crowd of influencers, small business owners, and fresh PR interns, all seated in rows with notebooks, iced coffees, and bright, hungry eyes. The banner above her read: “LYDIA SONG: MASTERING THE ART OF PUBLIC IMAGE” Years ago, Lydia was Sarah Chen’s PR manager, the queen of spinning scandals into trending hashtags. Back then, she’d joined Sarah in humiliating Brent, calling him: “Oh, the coffee donkey,” “Sarah’s charity case,” “Too slow to even get a coffee order right.” She spread rumors around Chen Industries about Brent being “cre
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Chapter: 231 - REVENGE SERVED COLD Gregory Lin loved being the loudest voice in the boardroom. He wore tailored suits, always a shade too bright, and carried the latest phone, slamming it onto the table during meetings to get attention. He laughed loudly, cracked crude jokes, and made junior staff uncomfortable with his constant bragging. Years ago, when Brent Walker was just Sarah’s assistant, Gregory made it a point to humiliate him in front of the others. “Coffee boy, can’t you even walk straight?” “What, too broke to buy decent shoes?” Gregory would toss Brent’s paperwork across the table, smirking, while Sarah chuckled beside him. Brent’s jaw would tighten, but he would pick up the papers quietly and continue working. Now, Gregory stood in the shimmering lobby of the Chen Industries tower, sipping his overpriced espresso, scrolling through social media. “Another record quarter.” “Chen Indu
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Chapter: 230 - KARMA IS REALTiffany Wu had built her entire identity around being seen. She strutted into the Grand Sapphire Hotel’s ballroom, the hem of her glittering silver dress sweeping across the marble floors. Her hair was styled in perfect waves, makeup sharp enough to slice through the soft lighting. Cameras flashed as she paused at the entrance, tilting her head just right, her lips forming her practiced influencer smile. “Queen Tiff in the building 💅✨.” “Another red carpet conquered.” “#LivingTheDream.” She waved at the sea of influencers and socialites gathered for the Galaxy Influencer Awards, each step a quiet reminder that Tiffany Wu believed she was untouchable. Years ago, Tiffany was Sarah Chen’s closest friend at college. They would sit at the cafe with iced lattes, laughing while Brent Walker mopped around them, wiping tables. “Loser boy, clean faster!” Tiffany had once shouted, thr
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Chapter: 229 - LAUGHING STOCK Vivian Miranda Chen had always believed money was everything. She sipped her imported green tea in delicate silence, seated at the head of a polished mahogany table in the Pearl Club, the city’s most exclusive high-society women’s club. Her diamond earrings sparkled under the chandeliers, and the silk scarf around her neck was embroidered with her initials, “V.C.”, in gold thread. Around her, women in designer dresses laughed lightly, pretending to be gracious while silently competing over handbags, vacations, and whose daughter had the richer husband. Vivian thrived in these games. “Sarah’s been quiet lately,” one woman with pearl earrings said lightly, sipping her tea. Vivian’s eyes sharpened. “She’s focusing on her business. We’re Chen Industries, dear. We don’t crumble.” They nodded politely, hiding smirks behind teacups. Everyone had see
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The Almighty Tom Sullivan
Tom Sullivan came from a powerful aristocratic family. However, at the age of 18, he was expelled from his family after his cousin, who was also a successor, framed him. On his wedding night, he was found by his clan members and forced to replace his cousin in the military.
There, he achieved tremendous success and became the highest commander. But upon his return, his cousin poisoned him, leaving him mentally impaired and living on the streets.
Later, he was accidentally encountered by his wife, Lisa, who took him in. Lisa's family regarded Tom as a disgrace and demanded she divorce him. Lisa had no choice but to compromise.
At a critical moment, Tom regained his senses. He decided to utilize his military skills and power to help his wife restore her family's respect and take revenge on those opportunists who looked down on them during difficult times, and avenge those who had framed him in the past.
What obstacles will he encounter? And how will he overcome the difficulties?
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Chapter: Chapter 027Tom Sullivan had always believed that the worst betrayals didn’t come from enemies, but from those you trusted with your weaknesses. As he sat at his desk that morning, the manila folder Lisa had found in her father’s study lay open before him—a map of treachery, desperate moves, and debts.Lisa hovered near the window, arms wrapped around her waist. She’d spent half the night crying, then the other half poring over the documents with him, her faith in her family shattering with each new page. But Tom was already looking past her pain, triangulating threats, searching for patterns in the chaos.The folder was damning. The Winchesters, it turned out, were neck-deep in debt to a lender called Lancer Holdings—a name that meant nothing to most people, but everything to Tom. The company, on paper, was a faceless investment group. In reality, it was a front for Felix Sullivan’s more creative financial maneuvers: loans that came with invisibl
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Chapter: Chapter 026Tom had always believed in stacking the odds in his favor. When he promised to fly in the best doctors for Mrs. Winchester, he hadn’t been bluffing. Before breakfast the next morning, the Sullivan driveway was crowded with black sedans and a single unmarked van, each bearing a quiet efficiency that screamed military precision.Dr. Elena Voss led the team—tall, composed, her dark hair knotted in a severe bun. She wore the plain white coat of a civilian, but Tom recognized the way she carried herself: alert, aware, never quite at rest. He’d served with her in another life, back when trust was a matter of survival and mistakes got people killed.Elena shook Tom’s hand with a firm grip. “General Sullivan. Or do I call you Mr. Sullivan now?”“Tom’s fine,” he said, managing a smile. “Thanks for coming on short notice.”She nodded, her gaze shifting to Lisa, who stood beside him, uncertain. “And you must be Mrs. Sullivan?”Lisa offered a hesitant hand. “Just Lisa, please. Thank you for com
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Chapter: Chapter 025Tom’s POV The Sullivan mansion was shrouded in silence when Tom slipped into his study that night, Lisa already asleep down the hall. In the gloom, Tom’s mind raced. The day’s events replayed in his head: the Winchesters’ act, Dr. Smith’s rehearsed pitch, Lisa’s haunted eyes, and those two messages from Phillip Constantine. Phillip was in the shadows, pulling strings, and Lisa—Lisa was drifting, her trust eroding day by day. He sat at his desk, the faint blue light of his laptop painting his face in cold tones. He hesitated, then opened the encrypted chat window he hadn’t touched in years. “Marcus. Need a full background on Dr. Smith, Saint Mary’s Hospital. Urgent. Watch for military contractor links. —T.” He hit send. Marcus Reed, his old comrade, wouldn’t ask questions. They’d once survived a black site together with nothing but a broken radio and sheer will; if anyone could find the truth, it was Marcus. Tom closed the laptop and stared out the window. The city l
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Chapter: Chapter 024The morning sun cast long shadows across the Sullivan mansion's driveway as Tom and Lisa prepared for their hospital visit. Tom had offered to go with Lisa after some considerations. He watched his wife from the corner of his eye as she fidgeted with her phone, her fingers trembling slightly. Something felt off, but he couldn't quite place it. "The car's ready," he said softly, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. Lisa flinched at his touch – a small movement, but one that didn't escape his notice. She'd been doing that a lot lately. The drive to Saint Mary's Hospital was thick with tension. Lisa stared out the window, lost in thought, while Tom's mind raced through possibilities. He'd learned long ago that coincidences in his life usually weren't coincidences at all. When they arrived at the hospital, Dr. Smith was already waiting in the lobby. Tom's military instincts kicked in immediately – the doctor's perfectly pressed coat, his too-bright smile, the way his eyes dart
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Chapter: Chapter 023"Wait, honey... I think I have a plan too... One that will blow your mind," Mrs. Winchester announced excitedly. She motioned towards her husband. Mr. Winchester inquired, "And... what's that got to be, Miranda?" His expression showed his eagerness to know what his wife had in mind. Mrs. Winchester sat next to her husband, ready to reveal her plan. "So... you're going to call our daughter and let her know that I'm very ill... I mean, on the verge of dying anytime soon. Tell her that I have some organs failing and that you're afraid I have little time left to live... Just... come up with something she's easily going to believe." Mr. Winchester's face lit up with admiration. "That's superb, Miranda. I married a smart woman indeed. That way, we'll get her to come see you on your 'sick bed,' and then we'll take it from there." Mrs. Winchester smiled, a villainous glint in her eye. "Sounds like a perfect idea, Henry. But... don't forget we need to arrange things with Dr. Smith. I k
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Chapter: Chapter 022The Winchester Mansion It was so quiet in the Winchester mansion. A family, once known for their power and wealth, was gradually falling apart and had lost control over all that was happening. Lisa's parents, Mr. and Mrs. Winchester sat quietly on the couch, facing each other. Their current state was unbearable, and they were desperately trying to come up with a solution before things fell apart. They couldn't just sit back and watch everything they'd worked so hard to acquire slip away. Never. "Honey, we really need to do something. All our businesses are in shambles now. We lost half a billion dollars in less than a day. Nothing is going well. We're Winchesters, we can't end up on the streets," Lisa's mom lamented. I can't lose my home, the cars, my jewelry, those expensive vacations you arrange for me... This life is too good to lose,' Mrs. Winchester continued. Mr. Winchester, who sat directly opposite her, hadn't spoken yet. The expression on his face seemed like the
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