His words were met with polite applause. But not everyone present shared the same joy over how the event had unfolded. Hanzo, the organizer, let out a soft sigh. "A lot has happened today—events that will surely leave a lasting impression on you all." Another committee member had informed Hanzo of several incidents that crossed the line and required further investigation. Still, Hanzo didn’t want to publicly shame those responsible. “In every competition, there will always be a winner, and as you can see behind me…” He turned slightly and gestured toward the long table behind him, where several prizes were displayed. Among them was a large trophy shaped like a hunting rifle, adorned with intricate carvings of wild animals that looked remarkably lifelike. That trophy was highly coveted—not only because it was made of pure gold, but because owning it would instantly elevate one’s status in high society. “There’s a grand trophy, a cash prize, free vacation vouchers, and several ot

Just like every other morning, everything was running smoothly and calmly. That was until the sound of a car stopping in her front yard disrupted her peace. “Who could that be?” Zuri closed her magazine and stood up from her chair. But the moment she opened the door and saw the man stepping out of the car, her eyes widened in shock. “Oh my God. Prince Michael!” Zuri shrieked hysterically at the sight of Michael arriving at her house. She was beyond surprised to see such an important guest standing before her—a prince who even waved at her in a friendly manner. “Hello, good morning.” Michael approached with a warm smile, making Zuri even more excited. “I can’t believe you actually came to my house. Please, come in, Your Highness.” Zuri eagerly invited Michael inside. She was overjoyed as she watched the prince settle onto the living room sofa. “Wait just a moment.” Raising her hand, Zuri hurried to prepare drinks and some light snacks. But she didn’t stop there. “Am

Blake didn’t fully understand what this woman was trying to do, and he only wanted to leave as soon as possible to meet Amora. However, he was startled when she suddenly grabbed his hand. "I want to get to know you better," Evelyn said, winking seductively as she tried to flirt with him. Blake immediately yanked his hand away. "That won’t be necessary. I don’t need that at all." He quickly realized that this woman was clearly interested in him. "I’m married," Blake stated firmly. "Ah, but that doesn’t matter to me at all." Evelyn smiled, making her expression as seductive as possible. "It’s completely normal for a man to have more than one wife." Evelyn had no problem becoming a rich man's mistress—especially someone like Blake. She was certain that the man standing before her possessed immense wealth. After all, owning a Black Card required a net worth of at least $250,000. "Especially for a successful man like you," Evelyn continued, batting her lashes while reaching out once

Michael smiled confidently and crossed his right leg over his left. “I’m serious.”Of course, there was a deeper meaning behind the gift of the black dragon ring. It was meant to forge an alliance and gain more advantages than he had originally hoped for — and Blake understood that intention well.Blake looked at the man sitting across from him. “I might not bring you any results at all.”Blake didn’t want to make any promises to Michael. He didn’t want to promise profit or loss, because he didn’t want to create distance between them if Michael’s expectations didn’t align with what Blake could deliver.But Michael still looked confident. He leaned back in his chair, completely at ease.“I believe you're not just an ordinary man, and I’m confident you won’t disappoint me,” Michael raised an eyebrow meaningfully. “I’ve made my judgment, and I’m sticking to it.”Michael had never doubted Blake. He trusted the man more than anyone else, and the ring was meant to grant Blake privileges abo

"Hey, Amora. Want to have a drink with me?" They came over, holding out a glass of wine for Amora. "No, thank you." Amora shook her head, politely declining. Having been used to being outcasted, Amora preferred to be alone rather than surrounded by people who suddenly wanted to be close to her. "You’re really lucky, Amora." A woman chuckled, lightly nudging Amora's arm. "The arrival of three leaders from such an esteemed family must bring you a lot of benefits." "Yeah, maybe they’ll offer you a partnership or a great project." The short-haired woman beside Amora chimed in. "I wish I had your luck too. You can introduce me to one of those men, right?" Several other women also gathered around Amora. Of course, it wasn’t because they truly accepted her, but because they wanted to benefit as well. They assumed Amora knew those three men and hoped she could introduce them for a chance at an opportunity. "I'm not that close to them." Amora kept her answer brief because, in truth, i