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SEAOSON 2 : CHAPTER 449
The boardroom buzzed like a hornet’s nest. Reporters filled the back rows, cameras blinking red, microphones poised to capture history. Sterling’s directors shifted nervously in their seats, whispers running like static through the air.Then Evelyn Kincaid entered.Tall, sharp, and ruthless, she moved with the confidence of a conqueror. Her navy suit was cut like armor, her diamond pin flashing beneath the fluorescent lights. Behind her trailed an entourage of advisors and lawyers, their briefcases heavy with papers that promised annihilation.She didn’t wait for permission. Evelyn strode to the center of the room, her heels striking like gunfire.“Ladies and gentlemen,” she said smoothly, her voice pitched for the cameras. “Let us not
SEASON 2 : CHAPTER 450
By nightfall, Evelyn’s network was already moving. Former journalists she had paid over the years suddenly had “anonymous tips” in their inboxes. Whispers spread across financial forums that Javier’s empire had hidden debts, perhaps even ties to laundering schemes in Eastern Europe. It didn’t matter if proof existed. Evelyn knew perception destroyed faster than facts.“Discredit him, isolate him, and starve him,” she said coolly during a private meeting in her penthouse. Around her sat three of the city’s most influential fixers: a lawyer who specialized in burying inconvenient truths, a media mogul with reach in every major outlet, and a lobbyist who could whisper poison into government ears.One of them hesitated. “But Evelyn, Javier’s reputation is… formidable. If this backfires—”
SEASON 2 : CHAPTER 451
Adrian was already seated beside Evelyn. He smirked, leaning back in his chair. “Finally. The great Everhart comes to face reality.”Javier’s eyes flicked to him, then away, dismissive. “Reality has a way of humbling the arrogant,” he said softly, taking his seat at the head of the table.Murmurs rippled, but Javier ignored them. He placed a leather folder on the polished wood, folded his hands, and waited until silence fell.“Over the past month,” he began, voice steady, “you’ve heard whispers—lies dressed as truth. You’ve seen headlines suggesting weakness. And you’ve wondered, perhaps, if this company, if I, have lost control.”His gaze swept the room, pinning each director in place. “What you have not seen is the full picture. Allow me to show you.”He opened the folder, sliding out a series of documents. His assistant distributed them quickly. Evelyn’s lips curled in amusement. “More papers? Javier, no forged contract will save you now.”But her smile froze when she glanced at th
SEASON 2 : CHAPTER 452
The evening air was crisp when Javier stepped out of the car. He had chosen not to bring the chauffeur tonight—Valeria was away visiting her family, and he wanted to select something personal for her. A gift, quiet and meaningful. His footsteps carried him toward a glittering building in the city’s heart: an art gallery famed for exclusivity. The kind of place that prided itself not just on what it sold, but on who it allowed inside.Javier approached the entrance dressed in his usual understated attire—a dark shirt, plain jacket, shoes clean but unremarkable. No flashy watch, no obvious display of wealth. He preferred it that way.But the two receptionists by the doorway clearly did not.One, a young woman with severe cheekbones and painted lips, glanced at him once and wrinkled her nose. “Excuse me, sir,” she said sharply, blocking his path with a perfectly manicured hand. “This is a private event.”“I’m aware,” Javier replied softly, his voice calm, polite. “I’m here to buy.”The o
SEASON 2 : CHAPTER 453
The gallery froze. Heads turned toward the entrance, where a tall man strode in with the authority of someone used to being obeyed.It was Leonardo Vescari, a renowned art dealer and collector, whose fortune and influence in cultural circles were legendary. His sharp eyes swept the hall before fixing on the clusters of guests who had been laughing.“What do you think you’re doing?” His voice was like a whip, slicing through the hush. “Is this how you treat patrons in my presence?”The guests shifted uncomfortably. One woman lowered her gaze; a man coughed nervously. Yet Leonardo’s glare moved past them and landed squarely on Javier, still standing in front of the storm painting.Leonardo’s expression softened. “You.” He pointed. “Yes, you. Don’t listen to these vultures. Art doesn’t belong to titles or wallets—it belongs to those who feel it.”A ripple of surprise coursed through the crowd. For the first time, silence pressed down like a weight. Javier inclined his head slightly, ackn
SEASON 2 : CHAPTER 454
The art gallery fell into a suffocating silence after that thunderous shout. Everyone’s eyes darted toward the entrance, expressions stiffening as the heavy sound of polished shoes echoed against marble floors. “Step aside.” The voice was sharper this time, colder, cutting through the arrogance still lingering in the air. A tall, silver-haired man entered—dressed immaculately in a tailored midnight suit, his presence radiating authority and power that instantly dwarfed Maximiliano’s earlier swagger. “C–Chairman Volkov…?” one of the guests whispered, almost choking on his words. The staff froze in place, their mocking smirks vanishing in an instant. Even Maximiliano, who had just insulted Javier like he was dirt beneath his shoes, stiffened and bowed his head awkwardly.
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SEASON 2 : CHAPTER 454
By the next morning, the city was buzzing.The art gallery incident had spread like wildfire. Whispers flew from penthouse to boardroom, from lavish clubs to high-stakes poker tables. Everyone was talking about the same man—the one they had mocked, belittled, humiliated, thinking him a nobody.Javier Everhart.And the revelation hit the city like an earthquake.At a private cigar lounge, a group of CEOs sat in a circle, their expensive brandy untouched.“You mean to tell me,” one of them whispered, voice low but tense, “that Everhart bought the entire collection?”&
SEASON 2 : CHAPTER 455
The city had become Javier’s echo. Every street corner, every penthouse hall, every velvet-draped lounge carried his name in whispers. But while the socialites gossiped and the merchants trembled, his rivals gathered in secret, desperation tightening around them like a noose.At Evelyn Kincaid’s estate, the chandeliers glowed dimly above a private dining hall. Heavy curtains shut out the night, as if the very stars were spies. Evelyn sat at the head of the table, her sharp eyes surveying the men who had once been her rivals—and who now had no choice but to become her allies.Adrian sat stiffly to her right, his jaw clenched, his pride frayed. Across from him, Marcus Blackthorne leaned back casually in his chair, fingers tracing the rim of his glass, every movement predatory.“We all know why we’re here,” Evelyn said finally, her voice low, deliberate. “The city is suffocating under his shadow. Every headline, every whisper—it’s all him. Javier Everhart.”Adrian’s face twisted at the n
SEASON 2 : CHAPTER 456
The chandeliers at Evelyn’s estate had barely dimmed when whispers began to travel. Men who believed they were safe behind thick walls forgot that walls had cracks, and cracks always bled secrets.Javier sat alone in his study, the city skyline reflected in the tall glass behind him. He hadn’t moved in hours, yet streams of encrypted messages slid across the tablet in his hand like shadows crawling across the floor. His expression never changed—calm, unreadable—but his silence weighed heavier than the night itself.A soft knock sounded. Damian, his most trusted aide, entered quietly. His face was tense, his movements clipped. “They’ve met.”Javier’s eyes didn’t lift from the screen. “Where?”“Evelyn’s estate.” Damian’s jaw tightened. “Kincaid, Adrian, and Marcus Blackthorne. All three.”At that, Javier finally looked up. His gaze was calm, but the air in the room thickened instantly, like a storm pressing down on the city.“They think strength comes from union,” Javier murmured, almos
SEASON 2 : CHAPTER 457
The alliance of Evelyn Kincaid, Adrian, and Marcus Blackthorne spread quickly in whispers through the city’s undercurrents. Rumors circulated of power shifting again, of titans pooling their strength to eclipse the man who had humiliated them all. For weeks, the streets buzzed with speculation: perhaps Javier Everhart had finally found his match.But Javier remained silent.No interviews. No statements. No sudden countermoves.He let the city tremble, let his enemies believe the illusion of their strength. Silence was his sharpest weapon. And silence always bred mistakes.The strike came on a cold Thursday morning.Valeria had barely left the breakfast table when Damian entered Javier’s study, his face grim. “They’ve moved.”Javier glanced up from the reports, his expression unreadable. “Explain.”“Three fronts,” Damian said quickly. “Adrian’s camp bribed two of your board directors—turning them into informants. Evelyn planted stories in the financial journals—claims of corruption, ta