The room’s hum of polite chatter dulled as Arthur stood beside Lucas and Henry, the tension between them thick enough to slice through. “I made about thirty million when I was still twelve,” Lucas said, chest puffed, voice sharp. “Everyone believed I was a prodigy. You might have made some progress now, but it still wouldn’t compare to us.” Henry nodded, his tone dripping with condescension. “Exactly. You think stepping into a room like this suddenly makes you… equal?” Their dismissive attitude made Leon clench his fists tightly, restraining the instinct to strike. Arthur, however, remained calm, nodding subtly as he absorbed their arrogance. Deep down, he knew he could match them—not just in wealth, but in influence, strategy, and precision. “At least now I can stand with you all,” Arthur said lightly, voice measured, almost teasing. “Isn’t that the same?” The words struck like a shockwave. “You…!” Lucas and Henry both spat angrily, their eyes narrowing as they stared daggers

“Mom!” Racheal’s voice cracked in panic, her eyes darting around the hall as if seeking an escape. Her tone carried desperation, betraying the calm she had tried to project earlier.Hannah’s jaw tightened, her entire body trembling with barely contained fury. How could they have sneaked into a banquet like this? She had explicitly warned them. And now, here they were, exposing themselves—and by extension, her family—to public scrutiny. She could already feel the sharp stares slicing through the crowd, and the humiliation was all her own.Even without saying a word, Hannah’s disappointment screamed in her expression, an invisible weight that pressed down like a physical force. Her hands curled into fists, her teeth gritted, but she stayed silent, letting the situation unfold before her wrath boiled over.Behind her, Janet and Kyle shifted uncomfortably, craning their necks to watch. Their faces were flushed with embarrassment, the kind that made them wish the ground would split open an

"That's enough. Leave them alone." Arthur said, having heard enough. Laura and Racheal had been utterly embarrassed, and he couldn't watch anymore. "What's it to you? I thought you didn't like them." Henry raised a brow. "Yeah. Or are those lies you?" Lucas put his hands into his pocket, trying to appear unbothered. "Aren't you ashamed of yourself? bullying two women and one is pregnant at that."Lucas and Henry froze for a moment, caught off guard by the quiet authority in Arthur’s voice. They had expected bluster, intimidation, perhaps fear—but instead, Arthur stood poised, the picture of composure. Their usual tactics of mockery and disdain seemed ineffective against him. Before the argument could escalate, a figure approached—a tall, impeccably dressed man moving through the crowd with the ease of authority. It was Mr. Cole. “Arthur, gentlemen,” Mr. Cole said smoothly, his tone calm but commanding. “I believe we might be getting carried away here.” Both Lucas and Henry imm

Henry and Lucas sat in the private nightclub, the kind of place where velvet couches and dim lighting made every insult feel magnified, every slight exaggerated. The city’s neon glow leaked through the windows, painting the room in harsh streaks of color, but it did nothing to soften their fury.Henry’s hands trembled as he slammed his fist onto the table, rattling glasses and scattering the remnants of a half-finished drink. “Who does that guy think he is?!” His voice echoed off the walls. “Just because he has Mr. Cole’s support, he thinks he can walk in, take the spotlight, and humiliate us?”Lucas leaned back, a faint smirk tugging at his lips, but his eyes were dark with irritation. “Relax,” he said, as though mere words could soothe Henry’s storm. “I’ve been hearing things. Heard he was married to that pregnant woman before… You know, but she divorced him.”Henry’s hand froze mid-motion, eyes wide. “What?!”Lucas chuckled, but it was a low, sharp sound. “Yeah. Apparently, he was

Arthur had no idea what had happened to Jessica and mama Tilda. He was in the conference room and with him were the board of directors, a few executives and minor shareholders. Arthur scanned a few files, and the cold frown on his face made the room temperature drop lower than before. “What is the company's situation so far?” Arthur dropped the file in his hand, the frown never leaving his face. No matter how he looked at it, the previous owner of the company had done a lot of harm to it, and he had no idea how this was going to work out. A few directors looked at each other, their faces crossed with reluctance to speak. Everyone had heard about how ruthless this new boss was. On his first day, he had fired Bridget the secretary and even demoted Mike! The fact that he could mysteriously buy the company despite its sky-high price was even worse! “Sir…” Peter, the company's director, started, looking at the rest of his colleagues. Seeing his hesitation, Arthur's eyes f