The morning after the fundraiser, was just as interesting as the night before. Immediately after the fundraiser, the media was fired up and sparked with reactions. “Liam Walker: A New Alliance with the Young Dynasty?” One post read.“Power Couple in the Making? Natalie Young and Liam Walker Spotted Together” Another source posted.But the news cycles didn’t just stop there. In some there were pictures of Liam and Natalie standing side by side—just long enough for the wrong story to spread everywhere. No matter how polite and distant Liam had been, the cameras made it look like something more. Like there was an undeniable tension between them.Mia scrolled through the articles on her tablet in silence, her coffee going cold beside her. She tried not to let it get to her. Tried not to let the headlines sink in. But they did. Every photo, every comment section filled with people dissecting her life, her relationship, her worth had hit her in a quiet way.She tossed the tablet onto the c

The room felt unusually still that morning. Liam had spent most of the time behind closed doors, sorting through old research files and messages from the Tribunal. Upstairs, Evelyn was resting and Jack was off handling press matter surrounding the Vaughn’s statement on the Liam and Young public fallout. Meanwhile Mia was alone downstairs, sipping tea with a dozen thoughts swimming through her head. This thing with Natalie was getting out of hand, and this was the last thing she thought she’d do — competing with another woman for her place in Liam’s life. Her mind delved deeper and deeper on how she could resolve this issue without triggering Liam or making a full blow out of the situation, and then came the knock. It was light but deliberate and evenly spaced.Mia hesitated for a while not sure who it was and then opened the door, already sensing something off. Hee eyes widened immediately in shock as she gazed upon the figure. Standing there was Natalie Young in a perfect and compo

After Chloe released her latest publishing about Liam’s contributions and fight for the city, Vaughn realizes that he might lose supporters and control of the narrative he’s been painting about Liam if the public starts to believe Chloe’s words article. There was only one way he could fight this perception and still be in control of the narrative and so he went to another newspaper agent and drummed up more controversial opinions and rumours about Liam to further divide public opinion.The headlines hit the city like a storm. Blazing across every screen, every newspaper, every social feed.“Secret Files Leaked: Is Liam Moran Building a Private Army?” “Vaughn Calls for Emergency Review of Moran’s Operations”Inside the safe house, tension wrapped the walls like cold metal. Jack paced the living room with his phone pressed to his ear, calling up any news insider and channel he could think of to write a new article opposing Vaughn’s narrative and fuel the public to sanction him, but Evel

Liam stood near the center of the room. The same room that Mia left him standing alone with decisions to make. He was dressed in all black, his eyes focused on nothing, but in a calm and thoughtful way.He had made up his mind.Mia didn’t say much when she saw the invitation to the summit. But the little she said, and the look in her eyes—that was enough. He knew what she felt. Knew that maybe Natalie Young was getting too close. That maybe Liam was beginning to entertain things he shouldn’t. And that couldn’t be further from the truth.So today, Liam decided to move differently. If he couldn’t fight power with just his image and alliances, he would fight it with action. He decided to legally secure key pieces of Peter’s former empire—land, buildings, and forgotten zones that still had weight. Not to claim them, but to transform them. To repurpose them into centers for the people. Schools, shelters, libraries. Places that told a new story.As he walked into the real estate office that

Just minutes after Mia stepped out of the rooftop meeting with Liam, Evelyn and Jack, Liam’s phone buzzed with a sharp vibration. He glanced down and saw the message: URGENT: Tribunal Summons. Court set for tomorrow for delegations on Peter’s empire. Attendance is mandatory.Liam stood still for a moment, letting the weight of the words settle in. He didn’t flinch this time. He didn’t curse or toss the phone aside like he once might’ve. Instead, he tucked the phone back into his coat pocket, walked to the edge of the rooftop, and stared out at the city. “Alright,” he muttered under his breath. “Let’s finish this. Peter wants to play dirty, so can I.”—The next day, the courtroom was packed with cameras that lined the back wall. Every major news outlet had someone present. This was supposed to be the final court case to decide what happens to Peter’s empire and everyone was anxious to see the outcome. As Liam walked into the courtroom, dressed in a sharp dark suit, his eyes calm and f