The leather seat cradled Yemin as the Rolls-Royce glided through the evening traffic. His phone buzzed – Samuel Lee, CEO of the Ravol Company Group."Chairman Ravol," Marcus's voice carried a note of concern. "I've just been informed about the... situation with Mrs. Ravollor. Should I cancel the collaboration with her company?""No need. Just let it proceed as planned." As the call ended, he leaned back, closing his eyes. The city lights outside blurred, and suddenly he was thirteen years younger, lying in a filthy alley, the metallic taste of blood in his mouth.He could still feel the boot prints on his ribs from where the thugs had kicked him. The Ravol family’s golden boy, reduced to street garbage after the power struggle that had torn his family apart. He'd left with nothing but his mother's matching rings – ancient family heirlooms that even in his darkest moments, he couldn't bear to sell.The pain had been excruciating that night. As his vision faded, he encountered a kind s

A sharp intake of breath. Then, silence.Marcus had been working under Yemin long enough to understand the gravity of those words.“Who dared to stop you! I’ll handle it immediately.”Yemin ended the call without another word.Katherine’s mother let out a scoffing laugh, folding her arms as she eyed him with pure contempt. "Oh, please," she sneered. "You think making a phone call will change anything? Who are you trying to impress? You think we don’t know you're just putting on a show?"She shook her head in mock pity, her voice dripping with disdain. "Pathetic. You’re still the same useless freeloader, trying to act important when everyone here knows the truth. This place is for the elite, for real men like James. Not for trash like you."Yemin remained silent, his expression unreadable.The lack of reaction only fueled her arrogance. She sneered and stepped closer, her voice rising deliberately to attract attention from nearby patrons. " Let me remind you what you really are."She

Marcus stood as soon as Yemin entered, his expression shifting from its usual calm professionalism to genuine respect."Chairman Ravol," Marcus greeted smoothly, stepping aside to allow him entry. "We've been expecting you."The Ravol Company CEO immediately rose to his feet, nearly knocking his chair backward in his haste. Despite being a man who commanded respect in boardrooms across the country, his demeanor instantly transformed to one of deference. His eyes, normally sharp and commanding, now held a mixture of reverence and careful restraint."Chairman Ravol," the CEO said, his voice softer than when addressing his own board members. He bowed his head slightly—a gesture he rarely offered to anyone. "It's truly an honor to be in your presence again."The older man's hands, which typically gestured with authority during his own meetings, now remained carefully positioned at his sides, as if afraid that any sudden movement might displease Yemin.Yemin returned the nod but wasted no

James smirked, clearly enjoying the show. "A ring," he said lazily.Katherine didn’t stop and moved closer to Faye and said again, "A cheap, pathetic little ring that just so happens to match one she had."Faye’s eyes widened slightly."A ring? Could it be…?"She reached instinctively for her hand—but she had lost her ring years ago.Katherine saw the movement and scoffed. "Oh, don’t even try to deny it! I found the same ring in Yemin’s belongings! What other explanation is there, huh?""Let me guess," Katherine continued, her voice full of contempt. "You two have been together behind my back for years, haven’t you?"James chuckled."Honestly," he mused, shaking his head, "I shouldn’t even be surprised. It makes sense, doesn’t it? A loser like Yemin wouldn’t be able to attract anyone with real value. Of course, he’d settle for a woman like this."Her hand instinctively reached toward her fingers, where something used to be.She barely whispered, "I… did lose a ring once."Katherine sc

CRACK!Another blow landed hard across James's already swollen cheek, sending him staggering to the side.Katherine barely had time to breathe before—THWACK!Her head snapped in the opposite direction, her vision blurring from the impact.The once-pristine atmosphere of the 7 star Restaurant's grand hall now echoed with the sharp sounds of punishment. Crystal chandeliers cast unforgiving light on their humiliation as the assembled business elite watched in terrified silence.James, once standing tall with arrogance, had been reduced to a trembling mess. My reputation, my career, everything I've built—gone in an instant, he thought, panic rising in his chest."Is this all the fight you have?" Chairman Hargrove sneered, adjusting his immaculate cufflinks. "Pathetic."Katherine's makeup streaked down her face, tears mixing with blood. The expensive silk blouse she'd chosen so carefully that morning was now stained and rumpled."P-Please... Chairman Hargrove..." James begged, his voice