The door to the visiting room opened and the warden walked in. “Time's up. Move it!”Kelvin shot him a hard glare. This fool was starting to get on his nerves with his loud voice and lack of respect. He scoffed, ignoring the order as he rose from his seat and walked forward at his own pace.If this were the outside world, someone like the warden wouldn’t even breathe the same air as him—let alone speak to him like that. Men like this would lower their heads, calling him Sir. Calling him Boss.Now look at him having a nice time.“You're quiet now?” The warden chuckled. “Strange for someone who keep bragging to be a Vice-president,” His eyes took in Kelvin's almost damaged face. “I see your cellmates beat you up real bad barely an hour after you arrived. Are you sure these wounds won't leave a scar?” He mocked. "I can get you some antiseptic if you don't mind,”“I should give you a friendly warning,” He continued, swinging his baton. “Worry about saving yourself. The guy that came in he

Drake stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the collar of his three-piece black suit. His hair was styled beautifully, making him appear like a mafia lord. Tonight was finally here –Madame Sky's gala. Aria had been looking forward to it ever since her recovery and now they were finally going. He grabbed his jacket and headed downstairs to where a sleek luxury sports car was waiting for him, its polished surface gleaming under the lights. Just then, Aria walked out looking like an absolute goddess. The dress she wore was stunning —An emerald silk dress that sat perfectly on her curves. Her makeup was flawless, expertly concealing the cuts and scars left behind by Kelvin’s assault and leaving no trace of the pain she had endured. A diamond necklace rested against her collarbone, a striking contrast to her long, flowing hair. She looked exactly like the Aria Blackwood she was known to be. The perfect image of a CEO. “You look good,,” Drake complimented as she approached him. Ar

Madame Sky gulped the bottle of water and cleared her throat. Her eyes moved slowly over the papers in front of her, lingering a bit longer as if trying to drag the tension in the room. “Let's welcome LongVere Publishing as the third company on my list…” She announced with a wide smile. Applause broke out immediately as people cheered in excitement. A young woman stepped forward from the crowd, visibly stunned, her hand flying to her chest as though to confirm she had heard correctly. She shrieked as she stood on the spot, unable to move as tears rolled down her eyes. The camera lights shifted toward her, capturing every second of her disbelief. “Yes, Ms. LongVere. Please come forward,” The ushers hurried to the woman, leading her way as she climbed the stage. She sniffed back tears, nodding in appreciation as she took Madame Sky's hand. “LongVere Publishing is not the biggest company here tonight…” Madame Sky. “But what caught my attention was their rare marketing strategies.

The ballroom was in complete chaos. Half of the guests were filming. Others were just watching. A few hissed angrily, turning to leave, but the security sealed all the exits. “This doesn't make sense! What about us, did you even include us in your decision at all?” A man shouted. “What's going to happen to what we actually think should be done to this local brat?!” Madame Sky sighed. “It's not about that, Mr John. Your solution to dealing with her is through violence and I cannot allow that in my event. If you come up with more diplomatic ways to resolve this, then I can listen,” “I'm doing all I can to make sure this event continues uninterrupted. Rest assured, the girl will receive the punishment she deserves,” She added. “At the expense of your guests…? This girl needs some beating to reset her brain! I suggest that security take her out and lash her on the ass twenty times. That shouldn't be enough punishment,” “This is bullshit! If my staff disrespects me like this, I wouldn'

Aria looked at her phone with bated breath. Notifications were crashing against each other, each carrying an awful headline than the last. “This is getting worse…” She whispered under her breath, disgust churning in her stomach. “They're putting all kinds of articles up,” Before she could scroll further, a woman brushed past her harshly, nearly knocking her shoulder. The woman lifted her phone higher, her voice loud and furious as she spoke into the camera. “Exclusive live footage from Madame Sky’s so-called elite gala!” she announced dramatically. “A staff member ruined the dresses of almost all the exclusive guests, and instead of taking responsibility, guess what? Almighty Madame Sky abandoned us! Completely crashed an event we sacrificed time to attend and provided zero accountability or compensation! That's the person y'all worship like she's a mini god. Today her true character is finally out!” Around them, more phones were raised. Red recording lights blinking like tiny warni