After Fiona and Leon were dragged out, the hall slowly returned to life, though the atmosphere was no longer the same. Conversations resumed, but quieter and more cautious, as if everyone was still trying to process what they had just witnessed. The old man turned away from the entrance and walked back toward Zora, his expression once again calm and controlled. When he stopped before her, he gave a slight bow.“Mrs Zora,” he said respectfully, “the details of the cooperation contract will be sent to you shortly. Our team will handle everything. You only need to review and sign.”Zora nodded, though her mind was far from calm.“Thank you,” she said, forcing a composed smile.But inside, nothing was steady.This wasn’t a small favor and wasn’t something that could be brushed off as coincidence. A contract tied to Skyline Dominion Group, handed over just like that… because of Cassian?Her fingers tightened slightly at her sides.This doesn’t make sense…She had built her life carefully

Chapter 13: The Pawns Cassian glanced at the screen before answering the call.“Speak.”“Master,” the old man, Asher's voice came through, controlled but carrying a faint edge of excitement. “We have made progress.”Cassian leaned back slightly in his chair, one leg crossing over the other.“Progress is a dangerous word,” he said lazily. “It usually means people are about to die or lie.”A brief pause.“You should come then, master,” Asher said.Cassian smirked faintly. “I’ll be there.”He ended the call without waiting for more, then looked down at his plate.“See?” he muttered to himself. “Even revenge waits for breakfast. Priorities.”He continued eating like nothing urgent existed, like a man who controlled his time instead of chasing it. When he was done, he cleaned up without rush, wiped his hands, grabbed a random car key from the set Zora had thrown at him, and walked out.—The engine purred smoothly as the car moved through the city. Cassian drove with one hand on the wheel

Meanwhile at Zora’s company, she sat behind her desk with a file open in front of her, one leg crossed over the other while her fingers slowly flipped through the pages. The room was quiet, the kind of controlled silence she preferred, yet her attention was locked entirely on the document. It was the information she had requested the night before, everything available on Cassian Vane, compiled neatly and delivered without delay.At first glance, it looked perfect. His background, his education, his years as a househusband, even small daily habits were recorded with clean precision. There were no gaps, contradictions, sudden disappearances or strange overlaps. Everything followed a straight line from one point to the next, like a life that had never gone off track.And that was exactly the problem.Zora’s brows drew together slightly as she leaned back, letting the file rest lightly against her fingers. If she had to describe it, she would stamp one word across the entire report...

Looking back, both of them saw Cassian strolling into the office like he owned the place. No rush or hesitation, just that same lazy walk, hands in his pockets, eyes half-lidded like everything in the room was mildly boring to him. He didn’t even look surprised to see Jackson there. If anything, it felt like he had been expected.Jackson was the first to react.He smiled and then laughed.“Well, look at that,” he said, clapping lightly as if something amusing had just walked in. “The useless husband came to help. What is it? You here to beg on her behalf?”Cassian let out a low chuckle, stopping a few steps inside the office as his gaze settled on Jackson. He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he looked him up and down slowly, like he was assessing something that didn’t quite meet the standard.“Tell me something,” Cassian said calmly. “If you put half the effort you spend harassing other people’s wives into your family business… do you think the Harthwone name would’ve made it pas

Chapter 19: The Nonchalant Son-in-lawTo everyone’s surprise, Cassian actually reached out and took the bank card.The father’s expression eased slightly while the stepmother sneered inwardly, clearly thinking they had already seen through him. Even Jackson smiled faintly from the side, arms folded like he was watching exactly the kind of scene he expected.But then Cassian clicked his tongue and flipped the card lightly between his fingers, looked at it for two seconds, then shook his head with disappointment.“My father-in-law is surprisingly stingy,” he said casually.The hallway instantly went quiet again and the father froze.“What?”Cassian looked genuinely puzzled.“I’m serious,” he continued calmly. “Yesterday, your daughter gave me five million just as a wedding gift and now you’re offering one million for me to leave her. Doesn’t that sound disrespectful?”His tone was so natural it almost sounded reasonable.He looked down at the card again and sighed.“At least raise the