Joshua was the first person to react after Fredrick broke the devasting news. "B-But that’s impossible!" he sputtered. "They can’t seize your ships! They have no jurisdiction over our company!" Barry's expression didn’t change. "As a matter of fact, they do. You see, Sullivan Group controls major sectors of the world’s top businesses through loans. Your father owes Sullivan Bank $10 billion in total capital debt." Frederick’s jaws clenched. "But—but half of those debts were settled! We cleared a major tranche just three years ago." Barry’s voice turned razor-sharp. "That doesn’t change a thing. As long as your spoiled son keeps clinging to Iris like a parasite, that debt will keep increasing. With every second she stays by his side, your empire bleeds another million.." A terrible realization dawned in Frederick’s eyes. His lips parted slightly as he stared at Barry, his body trembling. There was only one man in the world with that kind of economic grip… only one man who cou

Leo pulled out a chair from the boardroom table, the legs scraping softly against the polished floor. He sat down, crossing one leg over the other as if he owned the place. "Relax, Daniel," Leo said, his voice steady. "I only came to say hi." Daniel’s face turned red with fury. He instantly snatched the phone receiver from the table and jabbed a button for security. "What the hell is wrong with you people?" he snarled into the phone, his voice sharp enough to make his executives flinch. "Why did you let this rat into my building? Do you want to lose your jobs?" The person on the other end stammered a response, but Daniel cut them off. "I don’t care! Get up here and throw him out now, or every single one of you is fired!" He slammed the receiver down so hard the phone nearly bounced off the table. Leo watched him, unfazed. His fingers drummed lightly against the armrest of the chair. "What have I ever done to you," he asked quietly, "to deserve being treated this way?" D

The world was thrown into chaos as a new virus began spreading across continents. What started as isolated cases quickly escalated into a full-blown global pandemic. Within weeks, over twenty million people had lost their lives, and countless others were being infected every hour. Hospitals were overwhelmed, and the streets grew silent as fear took hold. Those who caught it experienced dangerously high fevers and relentless vomiting. In many cases, the virus progressed so rapidly that patients had only days—sometimes hours—before their condition worsened beyond recovery.Governments around the world declared a state of emergency. Borders were shut, businesses shuttered, airports closed, and cities locked down. Daily life grounded to a halt as people were forced to isolate in their homes, hoping to avoid the invisible threat. Barry sat on the couch, his eyes fixed on the news as the anchor delivered the latest update about the virus. He reached for the remote and switched off

Barry stormed back into the mansion, his jaw clenched and his fists tight at his sides with controlled fury. Veronica and Snow were waiting in the living room.The fire crackled softly in the hearth, casting warm shadows across the marble floor. Veronica stood up immediately when she saw him enter."So, honey," she asked softly, cautiously searching his face. "how did it go?" Barry didn’t sit. He stayed standing. "Just as we suspected. The Order created the virus. They released it into the world to manufacture panic and profit off the vaccines. Vince admitted it outright." Snow gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. "How horrible! Have they no heart? Millions of lives were lost because of them!" Barry’s eyes darkened. "And they don’t care. Vince sees it as nothing more than a business strategy to boost demand. They inflated the numbers with media manipulation and scared the world into obedience." He clenched his fists. "But he’s not going to get away with it. I’m not stoppin

Two months after the pandemic had been eradicated, the world began to catch it's breath.Life was returning to the cities: children played in parks again, people dined outside, lovers kissed in the open without fear.It was during this time of peace, Loid passed away quietly in his sleep. He couldn't beat cancer. There were no cries for help, no drama, no final words in the Sullivan's villa. Just silence.Loid had left strict instructions: no grand ceremony, no public spectacle, no weeping press and no headlines. He wanted a quiet burial, attended by only his family. He said he didn’t deserve more than that.Barry honoured his last wish.The funeral took place the next morning, without delay. No black cars in a procession, no flashy suits or cameras. Just the Sullivan family.It was a cloudy day, when Loid was buried. Everyone was gathered at the cemetery Barry had personally renovated at his hometown. And that’s where Loid was laid to rest, right beside his wife's grave.The ai