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SEASON 2 : CHAPTER 518
The energy in the ballroom changed the moment Javier stepped down from the stage.It wasn’t dramatic or loud. No gasps, no applause.Just silence—heavy, tense, reverent.People didn’t need to clap to acknowledge power.They simply felt it.Javier moved through the room with the calm grace of someone who had nothing left to prove. Whispered conversations died when he passed. Several investors subtly turned their bodies toward him, as if instinctively acknowledging his relevance.The humiliation from earlier?Gone.Now they looked at him the way prey watches a predator.With caution.With calculation.With just the slightest hint of fear.The young woman—Elise—walked beside him, though she stayed half a step behind, unsure if she should remain at his side.“You don’t have to follow me,” Javier said softly without looking at her.“I… I know,” she murmured. “I just thought—”“That I needed company?” He glanced her way.Her cheeks flushed. “No. Just… maybe someone to walk with.”Javier’s g
SEASON 2 : CHAPTER 519
The woman in the crimson dress didn’t wait for Javier’s response.She simply turned her back and walked toward a quieter hallway behind the ballroom—confident he would follow.Javier didn’t move immediately.He watched her walk, studied the deliberate sway of her dress, the striking red fabric cutting through the room like spilled wine. Her presence demanded attention—not because she was loud, but because she carried a history that refused to be ignored.Elise looked up at him, worry tightening her features. “Javier… do you know her?”He gave a slow exhale. “Yes.”“Should I—stay here?” she asked careful
SEASON 2 : CHAPTER 520
Javier did not stay idle for the rest of the night.If anything, Seraphina’s warning sharpened his senses.Every conversation.Every glance.Every forced smile.They all became data points.Elise stayed near, not clinging, but present—like a quiet anchor. She spoke when spoken to, listened when he talked business, and excused herself when the topics grew too strategic.She was learning him without demanding anything from him.That alone made her dangerous in a way no one else in the room was.“Mr. Everhart.”
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SEASON 2 : CHAPTER 521
When Javier stepped back into the ballroom, the atmosphere had shifted. The main event had begun, and the lights were dimmer, focused on the center stage where the host was introducing the evening’s keynote speakers. Most of the guests had taken their seats, leaving the room quieter, more composed—yet the echoes of the earlier mockery still lingered beneath the elegant surface.Javier walked toward an empty table near the side, choosing a seat that allowed him to observe without being drawn into unnecessary conversation. His posture remained straight, immaculate, but his jaw tightened every time a pair of eyes drifted toward him.They weren’t just looking.They were assessing.Measuring.Judging.He recognized the expressions. He had seen them countless times: the doubt, the concealed amusement, the silent question of whether an Everhart had any place left in a room like this.He folded his hands together.Not yet, he reminded himself.I play the long game.A soft rustle of fabric dre
SEASON 2 : CHAPTER 522
The applause died down slowly, replaced by the soft hum of conversation as the auction moved on. Yet Javier could feel it—the shift in the air. People were no longer looking at him with disdainful amusement. Many now watched with narrowed eyes, reevaluating him. A few whispered to their neighbors, trying to piece together how someone from a “fallen” family had just outbid Arthur Hales, heir to one of the wealthiest dynasties in the city.Arthur, meanwhile, sat frozen.His expression was an ugly mix of rage and disbelief. The kind of rage born not from financial loss, but from humiliation—public humiliation.Javier didn’t spare him another glance.He had no reason to. Arthur wasn’t the real enemy.He was merely a loud, spoiled obstacle.The real threats never mocked him in public. They smiled, shook hands, and plotted in silence.“Congratulations, Mr. Everhart.” A staff member approached with a formal bow. “We will prepare the necessary documents and schedule the initial meeting fol
SEASON 2 : CHAPTER 523
The moment Seraphina’s words left her lips, a subtle ripple of tension spread through the nearby tables. Those who recognized her—who understood her history with Javier—began whispering behind elegant fans and glass rims.But Javier did not move.He simply stared at the hand Seraphina extended toward him, fingers adorned with the same diamond ring she once flaunted as proof of her status … not loyalty.Elise shifted in her seat, uncertainty clouding her features. Her hands twisted in her lap, knuckles paling. She did not dare speak—not when the atmosphere around them had turned sharp as glass.Seraphina’s eyes glittered with satisfaction at Elise’s discomfort.And Javier saw it.He finally rose from his seat—slowly, calmly, his back straight, expression unreadable. Elise’s eyes widened, a flicker of hurt darting across her face.Seraphina lifted her chin proudly, assuming his response was compliance.But instead of taking her hand, Javier stepped past her.Not toward the dance floor.
SEASON 2 : CHAPTER 534
Javier stopped walking when the cool night air hit him. The harsh fluorescent lights of the VIP hallway spilled across the marble floor, but even they failed to wash away the sting of humiliation burning behind his ribs. The mocking laughter he had heard earlier—the businessmen whispering, the snickers hidden behind raised glasses—still rang in his ears like a cruel echo.His jaw clenched.He had been mocked all his life, but tonight… tonight it dug deeper.Because Seraphina had seen it. Because Arthur Hales had orchestrated it. Because Elise had witnessed it with horror in her eyes.Javier forced a slow breath, trying to steady himself. He wasn’t a boy anymore. He wasn’t powerless. He had promised himself he wouldn’t fall apart.But the weight pressing against his chest didn’t feel like defeat—it felt like pressure building into something sharp.“Sir?”Elise’s voice came from behind him—soft, hesitant, and trembling in the way only someone who cared too much would sound. Javier did
SEASON 2 : CHAPTER 535
The cold night air struck Javier the moment he exited the grand hall, but it did nothing to cool the fire burning inside his chest. He walked with long, decisive strides toward the car waiting outside, the muscles in his jaw taut with restraint.Elise followed closely behind him, checking over her shoulder to make sure Seraphina had stopped pursuing them. The poor woman had collapsed to her knees inside the hallway, but Javier hadn’t looked. Not once.He stopped only when he reached the black sedan.“Open the door,” he said quietly.Elise hurried to comply.But before Javier could step inside, he paused—his reflection staring back at him from the polished window. His hair was perfectly styled. His suit pressed. His expression controlled, unreadable.Yet none of that changed what had happened inside the ballroom.He had been mocked.Publicly.Cruelly.Strategically.Arthur Hales didn’t make mistakes. Every word that man uttered was intentional.Javier’s fingers curled slowly into a fis
SEASON 2 : CHAPTER 536
The following morning, the city moved with its usual rhythm—cars humming, people rushing, the world unaware of the storm quietly forming behind the polished glass of the Everhart Penthouse.Javier woke before sunrise.He never needed an alarm. Discipline had molded him into a man who rose before the world, a habit that once came from necessity but had since become his weapon.He dressed in a simple black shirt, tailored trousers, and a long coat—flawless, understated, and deliberately unremarkable. Most people would assume he was any other mid-level employee, or perhaps a man clinging to the last remnants of old family wealth.He preferred it that way.At seven sharp, he stepped into the private elevator. Elise wa
SEASON 2 : CHAPTER 537
The investor meeting was scheduled on the floor above the rooftop venue, but Javier didn’t head there immediately. Instead, he paused at the glass entrance, turning slightly as a wave of whispers followed him like nervous shadows.People had heard enough to be afraid……but not enough to understand.Not yet.“Elise,” Javier said softly.“Yes, Sir?”“Handle the preliminary briefing. I’ll join in fifteen minutes.”She bowed her head. “Right away, Sir.”Javier walked back into the brunch hall—a quiet, chilling return that made more than a few guests pale. His presence shifted the air, not because he looked intimidating, but because he didn’t.Calmness could be terrifying when people suddenly realized who they had mocked.The staff member who had ridiculed him earlier scrambled forward.“M-Mr. Everhart, please—please accept my sincere apologies. I had no idea—”Javier’s gaze slid to him, unreadable.“I know,” he said simply.The man blinked rapidly. “I—I didn’t mean—”“I know,” Javier repe