Dylan and Zane had arrived at the venue.They didn’t take their luxury car to this event. Instead, they chose a more normal one, avoiding unnecessary attention.As soon as they stepped out, both of them looked ahead.The hall before them was grand.It wasn’t something meant for ordinary people. From the structure alone, it was clear that this was a high-level gathering—a charity event bringing together influential figures from different parts of the world.It wasn’t being hosted by just one person from the country. Rather, it was an independent event organized by several powerful individuals across regions. Among the hosts was Mr. Yama, a name well known in elite circles.And the purpose of the event—Was to support the Martin Orphanage, along with several other orphanages.Dylan and Zane began walking forward.They stepped into the hall and immediately noticed the atmosphere. Different groups of people filled the space, each one carrying themselves with confidence and authority.Many

Mr. Luke scoffed loudly. “What the hell, you rude brat? Just because you’re wearing some nice suits and fancy clothes, you think you can act up now?” He let out a mocking laugh before adding, “Does Mr. Maxwell know that his cleaner has escaped from the house and is now going around stealing clothes?” The people around him burst into laughter. Dylan remained calm. He spoke again, his tone steady and controlled. “Like I said, I don’t know what you’re talking about. And I’d appreciate it if you could leave me alone and mind your own business.” That response only made things worse. Mr. Luke’s expression darkened immediately. He scoffed again and folded his arms, clearly offended. “You…” he muttered. “It seems you haven’t learned your lesson from last time.” His voice rose slightly as he continued. “How does a mere cleaner even find his way into a place like this? And you still dare to talk back to me?” He glanced around, his temper rising. “I’ll show you…” he said sharply. The

The event had begun. Everyone was already at the venue and had taken their seats. They started off with other programs first. There were welcoming remarks, followed by speeches. Refreshments were shared while the audience was entertained. Dylan and Zane sat at the high table with the other VVIP hosts as the event unfolded. People couldn’t help but stare at Dylan, wondering who he was. He wasn’t a popular figure in the city. He was basically new to the game. So everyone was shocked to see him sitting there. They couldn’t help but wonder who he was and how he had gotten this position. Some quickly envied him, while others admired him. When the preliminaries were done, they moved to the main event of the day: the charity program. Here, the high-profile men in attendance were urged to make donations and contributions for charity, benefiting orphaned and homeless children. This was an event for rich men. They came together to donate and help, but more often than not, the m

The event was over, and people were beginning to gather in small groups, exchanging congratulations and warm greetings.Slowly, people drifted away from Mr Luke, including the friends who had surrounded him earlier. One by one, they made their way toward Mr Dylan instead.Everyone was intrigued by Dylan. They didn’t know much about him, but it was obvious he was someone of a high level. The way he carried himself, the confidence in his voice, and the way others listened to him made it clear. Naturally, they all wanted to know more.Many of them tried to gain his favour as they spoke with him, carefully choosing their words and smiling a little too much.From a distance, Mr Luke watched them, his expression dark and filled with anger. He glared at Dylan, clearly annoyed by the attention he was receiving.“Oh, Mr Luke, are you already leaving? Won’t you be joining us?” someone asked casually.Mr Luke didn’t have the face to stay any longer. Forcing a calm tone, he replied, “I have somew

Ella scoffed before adding, “You’re wasting my time. Just know that you can never get her out of this orphanage. I’ve already taken all the legal steps to keep her here. And you can never take her away. So just beat it.”She turned to leave as if the matter was already settled.“Hey! Ella! Stop right there!” Lea rushed after her. “Let the girl go! You can’t do this!” She reached out, trying to grab Ella’s hand to stop her.But before she could even touch her, the security men stepped in.They pushed Lea back—hard.The force sent her straight to the ground, her palms scraping against the rough surface. Pain shot through her hands as she landed.Lea stayed there on her knees, wincing as she looked at her bruised palms.Ella paused and turned back to look at her, a slow smile forming on her lips.“You look so pathetic,” she said coldly. “Just stop trying and give up. You’ll never get what you want. You’ll never get that little girl out, so go back and face your pathetic life already.”El