Grace's sudden appearance changed the mood of the holding room, replacing it with a tense, unsettling silence.When Warren saw her, the arrogance he had drawn from his family's influence vanished without a trace. In its place came a chill that spread quickly through him, followed by a deep, growing unease.He knew all too well how much the princess mattered to the King and how vast her influence had become, both inside and outside the government. Someone of her standing would never appear at a small detention facility, so this wasn't some spur-of-the-moment visit.However, someone failed to read the room.Gilbert, still seething with nowhere to direct his rage, froze for a moment when a breathtakingly beautiful young woman walked in. The two men in black and Grace's own presence clearly intimidated him, but his playboy instincts quickly overrode that flicker of caution.Seeing that she seemed to be coming for them, his bruised ego flared back to life. Curling his lips into a smirk

Grace no longer looked at Warren. She fixed her gaze on Gilbert, who was scared out of his wits, and Frederick, whose face had gone completely pale. Her voice was sharp and unwavering, radiating undeniable authority."You've broken the law, led a gang to commit violence, carried weapons, harmed others, and threatened public officials. Your criminal history is well established, and the evidence is undeniable. You will face the harshest punishment the law allows."Her eyes swept to Warren, still on his knees, and warned him one last time. "If anyone is to blame, blame your dear nephews. They did what they shouldn't have and offended the wrong people."She spoke deliberately, each word cutting through the room as she sealed the brothers' fate."Effective immediately, all privileges and status held by Gilbert and Frederick are revoked. They will be transferred to the judicial authorities and severely punished in accordance with the law. From now on, they'll spend the rest of their li

Natasha was convinced Dahlia was behind it. As Seamus' goddaughter, Dahlia controlled nearly half of the Mosey family's finances. Her influence in business and high society was undeniable. With the full support of the Moseys behind her, crushing Dash Corporation would be child's play.Natasha's eyes narrowed, a cold glint flashing within them as she searched for Dahlia's motive. Her thoughts snapped back to the barbecue restaurant the day before, to her own blatant display of affection, which she knew had struck a nerve.Given Dahlia's pride and aloof nature, Natasha was sure she wouldn't make a scene in public. Yet she could easily imagine Dahlia nursing a private grudge and using her business influence to exact revenge, all to humiliate her. In fact, Natasha sensed this might not just be about revenge. Something more calculated had been at play."Dahlia, I didn't expect you to be this petty," Natasha muttered, tapping her fingers on the desk absently, her gaze hardening."Eve

Within an elegantly appointed study at the Mosey mansion, Seamus, the prince of a different lineage, was personally pouring drinks for two young visitors.The atmosphere was markedly different from the rest of the mansion. The usual imposing grandeur was absent, replaced by the cautious courtesy reserved for those of superior status.Evander Quinton remained impassive, offering only a slight nod in response to Seamus' attentiveness.Elowen Quinton lifted her cup and inhaled the aroma of the tea. She held herself gracefully, yet there was an unmistakable distance in her posture."This tea is excellent," she remarked after a sip, sounding genuinely pleased."These leaves are spiritual tea from the Appalchi Highlands, a most rare vintage," Seamus replied with a smile. "Should it be to your liking, I will have a selection prepared for you at once.""No need for such formalities, Sir Mosey." Evander set down his cup and got straight to the point. "We don't have much time. Have you giv

Elowen's smile disappeared in an instant. The playful warmth in her expression turned ice-cold as she slowly raised her head to look at the couple. Her gaze was icy, as though she were staring at lifeless objects.The air seemed to freeze around them.The moment her eyes shifted with intent, Evander's hand came to rest gently on her shoulder, stopping her before she could act.He stepped forward, positioning himself between his sister and the couple. His expression softened into a warm, apologetic smile as he nodded at them."I'm so sorry. My sister wasn't paying attention to where she was going. We apologize for startling you."His tone was sincere and humble as he tried to defuse the situation.The young man's irritation eased slightly when he saw the genuine apology, particularly after noticing Evander's polished demeanor. Still, he couldn't resist saying, "Just pay attention next time. What's with the outfits anyway? You guys filming something?"His girlfriend gave a dismi