Tyler stood there, his chest swelling with pride, not just because of his triumph but because his mission was finally within reach.If the mere mention of General Tyler Hudson could make the world bow, then true power—power over companies, wealth, and influence in the outside world—was his to command.He was lost in that thought when Blake Snr’s voice broke through.“Congratulations once again, Tyler. You aren’t just strong… but powerful.”The words trailed off, as his expression flickered, tightening in discomfort.Tyler frowned, instantly alert. “Are you okay, Mr. Acosta?”He stepped forward, reaching out to steady him, but Blake chuckled weakly, forcing composure. “I’m well, you don’t have to worry.”He clasped his hands behind his back and paced a few steps, though his movements lacked their usual firmness. “I hope you make the most of this opportunity, Tyler. Everything I’ve taught you… it isn’t just about taking care of my daughter" he gestured faintly “This is your best chanc

Tyler could not bear to watch himself break. His eyes burned, but no tears were allowed to fall. He walked slowly toward Blake Snr’s still body, closing his widened eyes as if shutting away the pain. In his silence, fragments of the past five years flooded his mind—every lesson, every moment with the old man who had become more than a mentor.On the other side of the bed, Aria clung to her grandfather’s body, shaking him as if she could drag his soul back. “Grandpa, please don’t do this. Grandpa, I haven’t seen you in years and the only time we finally meet, you’re giving up the ghost?”Her pleas broke into sobs. Grandpa this… Grandpa that…If only words could bring him back, perhaps he would have stirred. But his chest stayed still.While she wept, Tyler pressed his palm against Blake Snr’s heart, his head lowered in solemn vow.“I appreciate all the efforts you put in to help me, Sir Acosta Snr,” he murmured, voice heavy with emotion. “I promise you, here on your deathbed, I wi

Three days had passed since Blake Snr’s death. Tyler was still trying to adjust to life in his new villa, struggling to decide what his next steps should be. He hadn’t heard from Aria in days, and the silence weighed heavily on him.As for his new role as CEO of ABC Companies, only a handful of people knew the truth. Each one had sworn to keep his identity hidden, and that gave Tyler confidence that his secret remained safe. In the meantime, he had begun lectures to learn the basics of business management and the operations of ABC Companies.Though he was determined to preserve Blake Snr’s legacy, he couldn’t shake the ache left by Aria’s rejection. She had made it clear she would not marry him, yet that was the very promise he had made to Blake Snr. To Tyler, failing that promise meant he was unworthy of everything Blake had entrusted to him.“I must marry Aria,” he thought, clenching his jaw. “I need to enter the Acosta family’s life quickly. It’s the only way to uncover who truly w

Five years had already passed, yet nothing seemed to change in the faces of Becca Amore Cruz and her husband, Perry Winter.They had gotten married, their wedding taking place just five days after they presumed Tyler dead.It was what they had always wanted. That public humiliation they gave Tyler was nothing less than a send-off—planned and staged to perfection. The moment Tyler caught them red-handed in his own car, it wasn’t by accident. It was their final blow to break him, to make him understand he was useless and powerless to fight back.And ever since Tyler disappeared, their lives had only soared higher.The Amore Empire climbed in ranks both within and beyond J City. Perry, meanwhile, became a global sensation, still trending as the world’s most celebrated potter. His company stood unrivaled, ranking number one in pot exportation. Together, he and Becca had lived lavishly in their marriage of five years, enjoying their wealth, power, and status.Tonight was no exception.It w

Becca turned away, forcing happiness when she was clearly sad. Perry flashed a thin, sly smile at Aria before following after his wife.Aria, on the other hand, curved her lips into a victorious smile. She turned to the pressing media with grace and said,“Don’t worry, no enmity is going on between the both of us. We are good!”Then, with her head high, she walked into the banquet hall.Of course, she knew exactly what she was doing. That little stunt outside wasn’t the surprise she had promised Tyler. No—what she had for Becca was far more dangerous than words, a carefully prepared gift that would tear her apart. A gift that, once revealed, would not only crush Becca but bring Tyler the joy he had been starving for.Inside the banquet, the air glittered with wealth and vanity. Crystal chandeliers glowed above, lights beamed across the high stage, and laughter spilled through the grand hall. But when Aria’s eyes locked with Becca’s, the tension snapped like a wire.Becca’s face sti