The cafe buzzed around them, but for Damon and Samuel, the world had narrowed to the trembling girl across the table. Tiffany Hayes, her face streaked with tears, had just dropped a bombshell that made Xavier Dustin’s involvement seem like child's play."Chloe's mom?" Samuel finally managed, his voice a low, disbelieving growl. "Mrs. Miller? You're telling me Judge Miller's wife cooked this up?"Tiffany nodded, wiping her nose with a crumpled napkin. "She… she said Jin was a bad influence. Said he was too wild for Chloe. She wanted him out of Chloe's life for good. She promised me… she promised me a letter of recommendation for any college I wanted if I helped her."Damon leaned forward, his voice gentle but firm. "Tiffany, did Mrs. Miller tell you to lie about what happened at the party?""She told me to make sure Chloe… made a scene," Tiffany whispered, avoiding eye contact. "To make it look like Jin forced himself on her. She said Chloe would be grateful later, that it was for her

At the Bennet house In Isabella’s BedroomJennifer was adjusting the delicate straps of her dark blue dress when the door creaked open. A maid stepped in, her eyes lighting up at the sight of her.“Miss Isabella, the party has started. Your father is waiting for you downstairs.”Jennifer’s heart raced. “Thank you. I’ll be down in a moment.”The maid nodded and left, closing the door softly behind her. Jennifer turned to the mirror, trying to steady her breathing.“Okay, you’ve got this,” she whispered to herself. “Just act like Isabella. How hard can that be?” She asked herself sarcastically.Just as she took a deep breath, there was a knock on the door. Jennifer tensed.“Come in,” she called, hoping her voice didn’t betray her nerves.Jackson Bennett, Isabella’s father, entered. His face lit up with a warm smile.Jackson had two children: James, his first son, whom he had with his ex-wife Bianca Brammer, and his daughter, Isabella, with whom he had his runaway wife, Faith.“There’s m

Somewhere, in the heart of New York, a third power was rising from its slumber. Clearance, the charismatic CEO of the COLT pharmaceutical Company, could be seen with his characteristic eerie smile. His eyes filled with excitement, as he was finalizing a deal."Yeah, yeah! Don't you worry about a thing, my friend," Clearance spoke with a confident tone, his voice laced with a hint of excitement. "Our guys will make sure your merchandise is delivered safe and sound. We've got the finest piece, the finest drugs, and as a special token of appreciation from our esteemed organization, we've even thrown in a little bonus for you."As he ended the call, Clearance closed his eyes, allowing himself a moment of retrospect. Memories of his humble beginnings flooded his mind, and a sense of pride washed over him."Damn, I've come a long way," he thought, a gleeful smirk forming on his lips. "From being an illegal immigrant doing small-time robberies to becoming the CEO of my own multi-million doll

"Tochter! (daughter)... Aria, are you even listening to me?" Maya Golden sat on the interior of her sleek, all-black Range Rover Evoque, dressed in a tailored suit. Beside her was his daughter, Aria, who was just 19 -year-old dressed casually in a hoodie and joggers. They were on their way home after a long, and tedious day. For the past fifteen minutes, Maya had been going on and on attempting to update Aria on important family and business matters. However, Aria remained engrossed in her phone, paying more attention to news about the latest Met Gala outfits than the significant events unfolding in her own life. "Mhmm… sure, Mom… I'm listening.." She said absentmindedly, grinning foolishly at whatever it was she was looking at on the device in her hands. She clearly wasn't with her. "Verdammt! Give me that…" Maya cursed angrily as she snatched the phone from her hands. "Mom… That's not fair… Aria was just about to tell who Taylor Swift's date for the Met was!!" She protested.

Aria gasped. "What? Why would he do that?"Lucas stepped forward, his face a mix of confusion and anger. "That doesn’t make any sense. Why would our father tie his shares to Samuel’s marriage?"Hayes handed the documents to Samuel. "It was a strategic move, meant to solidify the alliance between the Bennetts and the Goldens. But with Johnathan’s death, things have become... complicated."Sophia looked at Samuel, her eyes wide. "What are we going to do, Samuel?"Samuel scanned the documents, his mind racing. "We need to verify this. Make sure it’s legitimate. And we need to figure out how to handle this without giving the Bennetts any more leverage."John said as he bags are being taken to the car, "I will leave the family business to you Samuel, I trust you judgment."With that the children huged their father has he hoped into his limousine and drove off to his private jet, on his way to europe, leaving his kids to now manage the mess that is the Bennet family.Aria sighed. "This chan