Richard gasped. "You know about London too? That only happened yesterday!" "We track every big movement of capital in this city," the voice replied coldly. "Alex Reed has drawn our chairman's attention for quite some time. He is no ordinary man, Mr. Miller. You think he's a low-life simply because you judge him by his clothes—you are blind. Even with all our resources, we have yet to confirm if he is indeed the hidden Reed heir. We want that heir, which is precisely why our eyes have been on him." Jason’s face flushed red with rage. "Alex? Reed heir? You’ve got to be kidding me! That guy is completely worthless—a good-for-nothing parasite who only survives because people owe him favors. He’s nothing but a useless dog! Even if any of that nonsense were true, I don't care who he is! He’s just one man. He got lucky spreading a few rumors and hiding behind shell companies. Can you handle him or not?" "The Shadow Syndicate can eliminate anyone on this planet for the right price," the voi

Alex walked into the lobby of Miller Tech carrying a small paper bag with warm food for Chloe. He wore his usual plain jacket and jeans. To anyone looking at him, he looked like a basic, jobless man who only survived by relying on his hardworking wife. Raven was standing near the front desk on the main floor. She had set up her small workspace quickly and was now observing everything around her. When she saw Alex walk through the front doors, her sharp eyes locked onto him. She watched how Alex walked. He did not walk like a trained fighter, nor did he walk like a rich young master who was proud and full of arrogance. He slouched a little, holding the paper bag like it was the most important thing in the world. "Mr. Reed," Raven said, walking over with a polite, sweet smile on her face. She bowed slightly. "You must be Miss Chloe's husband. I'm Celine, her new personal assistant." Alex stopped and looked at her. His eyes were calm and lazy. "Oh, hello. Chloe told me she hired someo

Jason Miller sat back in a plush velvet armchair, his feet kicked up on the glass coffee table, swirling a glass of dark red wine in his hand. On the table in front of him sat a grand feast. There were big grilled steaks, buttered lobster tails, and sweet cakes brought in from the finest restaurant in the city. Just yesterday, Jason and his father, Richard, were panicking, crying, and losing their minds over their frozen bank accounts and lost power. But tonight, the atmosphere inside the room was full of wild joy and laughter. "To the Shadow Syndicate!" Jason shouted, raising his glass high into the air. "To Operative Raven! And to the total destruction of Alex Reed!" Richard sat across from him on the sofa, holding his own glass of wine. His face was still pale, and his hands trembled slightly as he took a long drink. Unlike Jason, who was intoxicated by his own dark dreams, Richard still felt a deep knot of fear sitting at the bottom of his stomach. "Jason, slow down," Richard sa

A sleek black car drove slowly down the wide street and pulled up into the driveway of the Grand Villa. This was the massive, luxurious home where the Miller family used to live together before everything fell apart. Chloe stepped out of the car first, stretching her arms and taking a deep breath of the cool evening air. She looked tired, but her face was calm and bright. It had been a long, hard day of meetings at Miller Tech, but she had managed to fix many old problems with the company.Alex stepped out from the driver’s side, holding Chloe’s heavy coat and her leather handbag. He had a simple, soft smile on his face, looking just like an obedient, caring husband."You worked so hard today, Chloe," Alex said sweetly as he walked up beside her. "I will cook a hot bowl of soup for you as soon as we get inside.""Thank you, Alex," Chloe smiled warmly, leaning her head against his shoulder for a quick second. "I don't know what I would do without you keeping things easy for me at home.

Jason was pacing back and forth across the small room, his eyes red and wide. Beside him, Sarah was sitting on the edge of the sofa, looking quiet and pale. She was wearing a wet dress and holding a mug of warm water, trying her best to look sweet and helpful so Jason would not kick her out. Across the room, Richard sat in a wooden chair, clutching his chest every few minutes, his breath coming in short, nervous gasps."What time is it?" Richard asked for the tenth time, his voice trembling. "Why hasn't the phone rang yet, Jason? Are you sure this hitwoman knows what she is doing?""Shut up, Father!" Jason snapped, staring down at the dark screen of his phone. "Operative Raven is a top professional from the Shadow Syndicate! She said she moves in the dark. She won't call until the job is completely finished!"Just as the words left Jason's mouth, the phone in his hand vibrated loudly. A private message notification popped up on the screen. There was no sender name, only a dark black i