Upon hearing Alina’s words, Fred’s expression tightened with visible disappointment.She was still defending Greg.Even after everything he had said, she stood her ground without hesitation, as though none of his warnings or insults carried any weight at all.Fred exhaled sharply.For a brief moment, something like frustration flickered in his eyes.Meanwhile, Greg let out a soft amused chuckle.That single reaction irritated Fred further. It made it feel like Fred was a fool. Fred was furious within him, however, he tried to mask it, forcing a cold smile, trying to regain control of the situation.“You’re really something,” Fred said, shaking his head. “Still clinging to this dimwit after everything?"He turned slightly toward Greg.“You’re nothing but a loser. A man with no direction, no status, or worth.”His gaze shifted briefly to Alina.“It’s honestly a waste. A woman like her tied down to someone like you. Let her go. Step aside. I can give her everything a loser like you will

The grand hall of the Gatwick family celebration shimmered under golden chandeliers, each crystal reflecting light like scattered stars. Every seat was filled with elegance and expectation. The Gatwick family had gathered in full force, dressed in their finest suits and gowns, each one accompanied by friends, allies, and ambitious connections hoping to witness history unfold. Deg sat proudly near the front, flanked by Mica and several close relatives. Joyce was seated not far away, radiant in an elegant dress, her fiancé Joe sitting beside her with the calm confidence of someone who believed he had already stepped into a privileged future. Joe Collins was the heir of the Collins family—respected, wealthy, and steadily rising in Belton’s second-tier elite circles. He had a composed smile and a polished demeanor, the kind that made people instinctively adjust their posture around him. Tonight, he had brought along his close friend, Mac, a strikingly handsome young billionaire whose p

The moment Scott announced that the CEO of Aurelios Group was present in the hall, the entire atmosphere shifted instantly. For a split second, there was silence. Then—the hall erupted. Loud cheers and thunderous applause filled the grand venue as guests rose to their feet in excitement. Glasses were lifted, smiles widened, and conversations turned into ecstatic murmurs. “The CEO is here!” “We’re finally going to see him!” “This is historic for Gatwick Investments!” People who had spent the entire evening speculating now felt a surge of validation. Some had claimed they already knew who the CEO was. Others insisted they had connections to Aurelios Group. But deep down, most of them were wrong. None of them truly knew. And none of them suspected the truth. Not even the Gatwick family. Scott stood proudly at the front, enjoying the attention as the applause continued. Deg, now positioned near the stage, straightened his posture, basking in the importance of the mome

Before the members of the Gatwick family could locate Greg, an unfamiliar tension began to creep into his chest.It wasn’t panic—Greg rarely panicked—but something was wrong.He checked his watch again. Fifteen minutes.Alina had gone to the restroom fifteen minutes ago and still hadn’t returned.His eyes narrowed slightly as he sat alone in his car parked at the far corner of the underground garage, away from the main entrance. Greg exhaled slowly.“Too long,” he muttered under his breath.Alina was not careless. She was not the type to wander off or delay without reason. Something felt off. Very off.He opened the car door and stepped out briskly.Inside the venue, the Gatwick family was still in chaos.They were scattered across the hall, corridors, and entrance areas, searching for Greg like men chasing a shadow. Security had been alerted. Staff were questioned. Guests were confused.But no one had any idea that Greg was not even inside the hall.He was in the garage.Completely

The huge man and his four companions stared at Greg for a moment before bursting into laughter. "Hahahaha!" The laughter echoed throughout the abandoned building. One of them bent over, clutching his stomach. "You idiot, can you repeat what you just said? You walk into our den, demanding that we hand over your wife!" "Hahaha! This is the funniest thing I've heard all year!" The huge man sitting on a broken couch laughed so hard that the cigar in his mouth nearly fell out. Greg remained unmoved. His eyes were cold. He repeated firmly, "I only need your cooperation. Release my wife, Alina, and I will leave." That only made them laugh harder. The leader finally stood up. He was over six feet tall and built like a bear, with scars covering his arms and neck. His fierce eyes scanned Greg from head to toe. Then he sneered. "Who exactly are you?" The other men immediately joined in. "Yeah, who are you?" "Are you blind or mentally derailed?" "Can't you see whe