Elizabeth picked up her phone from the smooth glass surface of the conference table and turned it slowly in her hand as if weighing the moment. Her eyes briefly lifted to meet her father’s, then her mother’s, before finally resting on Julian, who leaned back in his chair with a relaxed confidence t

Right there inside the noisy facility, with the smell of old metal, grease, and fresh paint hanging thick in the air, Larry Robinson’s anger finally boiled over. Without saying another word to anyone, he pulled his phone from his pocket, his jaw clenched tightly, and tapped Ryan’s contact. He pl

Ryan sat alone in his room, the curtains half-drawn as pale daylight filtered in. He leaned back in the chair, one hand resting on his temple, the other loosely clenched on the armrest. His mind refused to slow down. Every word Larry had said, every accusation, every hint about a second factory

Gerald arrived at HTB Enterprises right on time, stepping out of his car with a calm, confident posture that matched the role he was playing, while Elizabeth stood waiting at the entrance with a bright smile that carried both pride and hidden malice. The moment she saw him, her face lit up as if sh

Ryan remained standing in front of the manager’s desk, his posture was relaxed but he did not plan to back down . “I know I am not one of the McCarthys,” Ryan said calmly, his voice steady and controlled. “And I also know I am not the government. But I am not just anybody either.” The manager adju