Faye Langford approached the chaotic scene with growing unease, her mind racing with the disturbing information James had shared with her earlier. The sight of Yemin and Katherine in what appeared to be an intimate argument sent alarm bells ringing in her head."Was James telling the truth?" Faye thought anxiously. "Is there really something going on between Yemin and Katherine behind my back?"The crowd of onlookers continued to grow, their phones capturing every moment of the dramatic confrontation unfolding before the luxury hotel."Yemin," Faye called out, her voice carrying a mixture of concern and suspicion. "What's happening here?"Katherine's head snapped toward Faye like a viper ready to strike, her eyes blazing with fury and territorial aggression."Are you blind?" Katherine snarled viciously. "Can't you see that adults are having a conversation here?"Faye's temper flared at Katherine's condescending tone. "I wasn't speaking to you," she shot back hotly. "I was talking to m

Faye crossed her arms, her eyes blazing with frustration as she stared at Yemin. "Trust needs to be earned, Yemin. And right now, you're not looking very trustworthy."Yemin's jaw tightened, his patience wearing thin. The confrontation with Katherine, the ongoing drama, and the weight of his mission against the Sphinx were all pressing down on him. "Then think about what you like, Faye. I have a lot on my mind and I'm in no mood to deal with women's drama."Without another word, he turned and walked away, leaving Faye standing there with her mouth agape. She watched his retreating figure, hurt and confusion warring in her chest.Later that evening, Yemin sat across from Marcus Chen in the private study of Group A's headquarters. The room was dimly lit, casting long shadows across Marcus's concerned face as Yemin paced back and forth."So far, I've been getting nowhere," Yemin said, his voice tight with frustration. "Taking on the top members of the Sphinx in order isn't working. Josep

The valet took Yemin's keys as he stepped out of his sleek black Aston Martin, his immaculate Armani tuxedo catching the light from the club's crystal chandeliers that spilled through the massive glass doors. The Romano estate's private club was buzzing with activity, luxury cars lined up like jewels in the circular driveway.Yemin approached the entrance with confident strides, but was immediately stopped by two imposing bouncers dressed in tailored black suits."Invitation, sir?" the taller bouncer asked, extending his hand expectantly."I don't have a physical invitation," Yemin replied calmly, his hands clasped behind his back.The second bouncer, a stocky man with cold eyes, shook his head firmly. "Then I'm afraid you can't enter, sir. Without an invitation, no one – and I mean no one – can be allowed in here. Mr. Romano's orders."Behind Yemin, a small crowd of other hopefuls had gathered, all dressed to the nines but equally without invitations. They began to murmur among thems

Yemin realized there was no way he could avoid Sofia quietly without drawing even more attention to himself. He had no choice but to confront the situation head-on before it spiraled completely out of control.Before he could even open his mouth to speak, Sofia held up her perfectly manicured hand and made a dismissive shooing gesture."Oh, don't even think about it," Sofia said with a cruel laugh, her voice dripping with disdain. "I hope you're not here to beg for me back, because that's never going to happen. Not in this lifetime, not in any lifetime!"Yemin opened his mouth to respond, but Sofia was just getting started."You had your chance with me, you pathetic loser, and you blew it!" she continued, her voice becoming more animated and vindictive. "You chose to walk away from me like I was nothing, and now look where it got you – sneaking into parties you don't belong at, probably hoping to catch a glimpse of what real success looks like!"Several more guests had turned to watch

As Lorenzo's security men stepped forward to escort Yemin out, Yemin remained perfectly calm and called out in a clear, authoritative voice."Club manager," Yemin said, his tone cutting through the tension in the room.The manager, who had been standing nervously nearby, immediately stepped forward. "Yes, sir?""Please step in and stop this," Yemin commanded. "You cannot let them manhandle me."The manager's face went pale as he looked between Lorenzo and Yemin, clearly torn between two powerful forces."What the hell are you talking about?" Lorenzo demanded, his face red with anger. "This is my club! My party! My rules!"The manager took a deep breath and moved to block Lorenzo's security men. "I'm sorry, Mr. Romano, but I cannot allow your men to lay hands on Mr. Morgan.""What?" Lorenzo sputtered. "Have you lost your mind?""Sir," the manager said carefully, "Mr. Morgan owns this club. As of one hour ago, he purchased the entire establishment."The words hit the crowd like a thunde