Ryan did not waste a single moment after hearing that someone had been making calculated moves against his company. “Who is it?” he asked without hesitation. Mrs. Anderson did not respond verbally at first. Instead, she reached for her tablet, tapped a few commands, and then turned the screen tow

Without waiting for a response, he turned and began walking toward the entrance. His assistant followed immediately, matching his pace as they stepped through the large glass doors and into the reception area. The interior was just as imposing as the exterior. The floors were clean to a mirror-li

Ryan settled into the back seat of his car with an exhale. The door shut with a soft but firm click, sealing him inside the quiet, refined interior. For a brief moment, he allowed himself to lean back slightly. The driver, already seated behind the wheel, adjusted the rearview mirror and glanced

“I understand that. Eight hundred billion is not something anyone can simply produce overnight. But forcing your daughter into a marriage with a man you yourselves have described as dangerous is not a solution. It is not even a compromise. It is a sacrifice, and not one you have the right to make on

Ryan did not flinch as the man aimed the pistol directly at him. “There is no need to give me a second chance,” Ryan said, his voice firm. “Because I have no intention of using it.” The man frowned slightly, clearly caught off guard by the response. He had expected resistance, perhaps even plea