Harry blinked slightly at Aria, his expression readable. “That's a huge amount,” he said, hardly above a whisper. His voice broke as he added, “I don't have that in my account.”Aria winked, slightly nodding. A flush of disbelief and shame etched on her face. “No, that can't be,” she argued as if she was in Harry's bank app.She has complete trust in Harry to have that amount. “Open your bank app. Check. It's there. Show it to him and let's go in.” Her voice was undoubtedly firm.Harry frowned slightly, irritated by her pressure. His voice rose, a little harsh as he replied. “I don't. Nine hundred million dollars isn't a small amount of money. It's big. You don't expect me to have that in my account.”“You must! You're rich, Harry.” Aria wasn't going to let herself look like an arrogant fool in front of this security guard, not especially after all her bragging.Harry swallowed hard, his irritation palpable. Charlotte interrupted, placing her hand on Aria's shoulder. “Please, stop M

The day broke across the town, a neatly dressed woman around the age of forty, sat on an elegant sofa, her legs crossed on each other. Her short pants revealed her thighs. A laptop was placed on her lap, and an iPhone 16 Pro was in her hand.Her skin was smooth, glowing under the daylight. Her pink lips parted into a wide laugh as she stared at her screen.“Oh, wow. She performs extremely well,” the woman praised, watching a Tiktok video on her phone’s screen. “She's deserving of a gift,” she added, slowly navigating to Tiktok’s gifts option. Without blinking she gifted the creator a lion's head sticker. With squared shoulders, she muttered, her voice filled with pride. “Unto the next.”She began scrolling through the video feeds, watching random videos, and joining lively videos as well. Just then, a woman roughly dressed walked into the living room, her expression fearful. “Madam Elizabeth,” she called, her voice trembling as she interrupted the moment.Elizabeth, distracted, pau

Right after the call ended, Anthony's grip tightened on his phone. “Why are people this mean and heartless?” He muttered, his voice feeble and shaky. “Such an innocent jovial girl yet they're treating her badly.” A tear formed in his eyes. His face contorted into a tight frown. “Mia and her mother don't deserve any of this they're getting,” he muttered, his voice dripping with emotions. “They really don't. I'll make sure I set them free. Will do everything within my power and influence to ensure they're taken out of that hell.”“And the people behind this,” he paused, his face red with rage, “I'll make sure they pay dearly.” He said, his mind already thinking of how this will be executed. “I don't want to go about it with violence. I want everything to be done peacefully.” He uttered and paused, automatically everywhere cool, devoid of any sound—no sound at all. Absolutely tranquil.Just in the next twenty minutes, his lips curled into a small but victorious smile. Nodding his head,

“Can you send me the footage of last night from the top floor of Saffron and Sage? I need to check something.” Harry said, finding his voice awkward but he maintained a calm demeanor.Georgina's face turned pale, and her breath caught. This was the last thing she'd expected. Raising an eyebrow in surprise, she asked. “What? Footage from the restaurant? Top floor at that? No, there's high privacy there. We prioritize our customers’ privacy. I'm sorry that can't be possible.”Harry heaved, his face awkward. “I understand how it sounds, but trust me, this will be left as a secret just between the both of us.”“There's this guy I'm searching for. He sneaked into the restaurant last night and I couldn't find him. I just need to get my hands on him,” he lied with gritted teeth.Georgina moved her head, sideways, doubting. “That's not possible, Harry. I have been working there for years now. Saffron and Sage is tightly secured with security guards at every corner of the place. Nobody can sn

As the cab halted, Anthony paid the driver before stepping out of the car, completely attracting attention to himself by his outfit. Passersby halted in their tracks, completely forgetting they were heading somewhere. They stared at Anthony as if he descended from heaven down to earth.Their gazes were filled with a mix of admiration and jealousy. Whispers erupted into the air.Anthony casually reached his hand into his pocket, pulling out his phone, pretending to be operating it. But he wasn't. He was just trying to stay calm and composed, not squaring up his shoulders to the chatter of praises around him, as he walked towards the showroom not a few steps afar off.Immediately, the sales associates saw Anthony approaching, and they all stood, hurrying up to him.“Over here, sir. Good morning. Come to this side,” one said. “We have the best cars.”“Is it the Mercedes Benz AMG that you want? We have it. Standard one, sir.” “We have a branded set of Range Rovers, sir.”As they gathe