The airplane had just landed when Conor Grey stepped out of the cabin, dressed in simple, casual clothes that made him look no different from any other traveler. A loose jacket, dark jeans, and a faintly lazy expression—no one around him could possibly guess that this man was the legendary founder of Phoenix, the one known across the underworld and business world alike as the ‘King of the Gods.´Beside him walked Nick, his right-hand man whose tense posture contrasted sharply with Conor’s relaxed demeanor. Nick’s eyes moved constantly, scanning every corner of the terminal as though danger could appear at any moment.“Boss,” Nick muttered in a low voice, leaning slightly closer, “you really shouldn’t show your real face here. This is a public airport. Too many people. Too many eyes. If someone recognizes you—”Conor stretched lazily and interrupted him with a faint smile.“Relax, Nick.”His tone was calm, almost amused.“In this world,” he said casually, “there’s no one who can thre

Olivia’s lips twitched, a mixture of exasperation and amusement threatening to break her composure. Conor’s shameless grin was infuriatingly charming, and for a moment, she almost laughed out loud. Before she could react further, a small, pitiful voice piped up from behind them. “Mommy… should take Daddy home,” Lily murmured, clutching Conor’s arm with innocent insistence. Olivia froze, blinking at the sight of the little girl’s earnest expression. Speechless, she gave a sharp sigh, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Fine,” she muttered finally, her voice tinged with reluctant resignation. “You’re lucky. Come home with me. I have an important task for you—pretend to be my husband.” Nick, standing beside the car, froze. His eyes widened in shock. Conor merely tilted his head, smiling calmly, and followed Olivia. After a few steps, he glanced back at Nick. “Nick, your ride should be here, right? I’ll go home with my wife first—we’ll meet later.” Nick’s mouth opened, then c

The room fell into absolute, suffocating silence. John’s hands shook as he gripped the phone. “W-what? Director Karim… what did I do wrong?!” His voice rose, cracking slightly under panic. “I-I followed procedure, I secured the investment! Why… why am I being fired?!” From the phone, Karim’s furious voice thundered again, carrying authority that silenced the room: “Don’t you dare speak to me like that, John Gaston! Don’t you know who you offended?!” The words hung in the air. Every head in the hall turned slowly toward Conor. Murmurs began to ripple through the room—sharp, questioning, incredulous. Could this calm, simple and composed man really be someone… important?A big shot? Conor remained completely still, hands casually in his pockets, expression perfectly unreadable. Ronan’s grip on his cane tightened. For the first time, uncertainty crept into his aged, commanding voice. “You…” His sharp eyes locked onto Conor. “Who exactly are you?” The question hung in

The entire hall fell silent. Everyone stared at Conor like they had seen a ghost. He…he actually hit a man from Titan Group. Emma’s face turned white with fear. Several Nelson family members stepped back quickly, afraid they would be dragged into trouble. Even the thug leader looked stunned for a moment. Then his face twisted with rage. “You bastard…” he hissed. Ronan suddenly swayed weakly. His cane slipped from his hand as he collapsed onto a chair heavily. “We’re finished…” he muttered in despair. His old face looked pale. “Titan Group will never let this go…” Panic spread through the Nelson family instantly. Some people already wanted to leave quietly. Others looked at Conor like he was a dead man. Carl’s eyes flickered nervously. Without making a sound, he slowly stepped backward into the crowd. His mind raced quickly. How could he escape this mess? How could he avoid being connected to Conor later? He definitely did not want Titan Group targeting him. But un

Olivia’s fingers trembled around the phone. “T-There must be some mistake…” she stammered. But the woman on the other side replied politely, “There is no mistake, Miss Nelson. The Chairman personally approved your invitation.” “We look forward to seeing you tomorrow.” The call ended. Silence…. Dead silence. Everyone in the hall had heard every single word clearly because Olivia’s phone was on speaker. Ronan stood frozen. Emma’s mouth slowly fell open. Even the servants looked shocked. Olivia herself could barely breathe. DragonTech… personally invited her? How was that possible? Then suddenly— “Impossible!!” Emma screamed sharply. Everyone jumped. Emma pointed directly at Conor with an ugly expression. “This has to be fake!” Her voice became louder and louder. “John already ran away from River City! There’s no way this loser could get a DragonTech invitation!” She glared at Conor furiously. “He must’ve hired someone to make a fake call!” Th