In The Obsidian Tower, one of Greystone Hollow's most luxurious apartment complexes, home to the city's elite, a slick-haired man, Teddy, from the bar earlier, entered the elevator, carrying Evelyn, nearly unconscious. Her eyes flickered open occasionally, but it was unclear if she was seeing anything.Ding!The elevator stopped on the 21st floor. As Teddy stepped out, he paused; someone was trying to enter."Ah, sorry," said the person, Cornwell.Teddy ignored him, exiting after adjusting Evelyn on his back. It was an unusual sight, and Cornwell watched Teddy walk away.They didn't know each other, but Cornwell, a keen observer, had seen Teddy around and knew his apartment number. He initially suspected kidnapping, but decided it wasn't his business—and his assumption might be wrong.Teddy re-entered the elevator and descended to the ground floor....Entering his apartment, Teddy laid Evelyn on the sofa. Her eyes opened briefly, then closed again. She was heavily intoxicated—conveni

The next day, social media was flooded with information about two extraordinary events that happened yesterday.The first was a shootout incident on one of the downtown streets. The police said the shooters were The Devil Crow mafiosos, and in the next few days, the police would increase the frequency and expand the reach of their patrols to anticipate further attacks.The second was about a murder incident in an apartment unit at The Obsidian Tower, where a man was found dead, naked, with his genitals destroyed. For this one, the police admitted they hadn't identified the perpetrator, but there was another interesting discovery. Apparently, the murder victim was a psychopath. Police found many video recordings on the victim's laptop and phone showing him abusing and raping women in his apartment unit.These two cases really shook the internet. Netizens began to speculate whether the two cases were separate or intertwined.Rose scrolled through posts about the two cases on her phone.

“Are you serious about asking us to do that, Director Gavin?” Lucas stared at Gavin in disbelief.“I’m serious, Mr. Lucas. If you agree, we have a deal. And you have to do your part first, then I’ll do mine,” Gavin said.For a moment, Lucas could only gape.Was this a joke? How could a project auction suddenly be linked to Evelyn being disowned from the family tree? No matter how hard he thought about it, he couldn’t find any connection between the two.“Director Gavin, I’m asking for an explanation from you regarding this—““Take it, or leave it,” Gavin cut him off. “You decide.”Lucas clamped his mouth shut. What kind of choice was this? It made no sense at all.“You’d better make up your mind soon, Mr. Lucas. I don’t have much time,” Gavin said.Lucas took a long, slow breath. It seemed he had no choice but to make a decision. And since he was the CEO of Harrington Enterprises and the head of the Harrington family, it should be perfectly fine if he made this decision without involv

Astral Nyx Group headquarters, closed to 1 p.m.The grand hall was packed. Men in expensive tailored suits, women in flawless corporate makeup, all seated in neat, organized rows.The room buzzed with tension—the auction for the mega-project was minutes from kicking off. Attendees sat in groups, marked by the number on their invitation cards.Well… except for the Harrington Enterprises team. Their name had been crossed off the list before. It was a miracle they even got in, but it came with a price—they were stuck in the last row, shoulder to shoulder with companies they usually wouldn’t give the time of day.Naturally, they were pissed. But what could they do? At least they were allowed in the damn room.“When the hell are they starting?” Laura grumbled under her breath.“The front seats are still empty. Astral Nyx Group’s reps aren’t here yet,” Lucas replied calmly.Sure enough, the entire front row was untouched—reserved for the big shots, the organizers. Word was Director Gavin hi

Leon raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean? This restaurant is clearly still open. Why won't you let us in? Is there something wrong with us?"Evelyn gripped Leon's arm, fairly tight. It was as if she wanted to say that her earlier worries were justified. But Leon ignored his wife's signal."Our restaurant is closed to someone like you. Please find somewhere else," the La Pietra Bianca employee repeated.Leon narrowed his eyes. The arrogant man was looking at him like he was dirt."Let's just go. Let's find another place," Evelyn whispered.Leon shook his head. For him, this wasn't about finding a place for lunch. It was about preserving his dignity."Wait. Do I know you?" Leon tilted his head slightly. "Your face... it's kind of familiar. Have we met somewhere?"The man facing Leon smirked, still with that dismissive look. His dimples appeared.Leon's pupils widened. The smirk followed by the appearance of dimples... he remembered someone."Magnus? Are you Magnus?" Leon asked.The man