At Zhenyu Holdings, reporters filled a large hall. The hall was designed for press conferences and briefings like this one. Cameras and microphones stood ready, all set as they awaited the reason they had been called.The lighting in the room suddenly switched off, then a single light turned on above the stage.Mrs. Zhenyu walked in and began addressing everyone."Good morning everyone, I appreciate your presence despite the short timing." Her gaze moved around the room as she spoke. "As we all know, any Zhenyu heir, or any important family member taking up a position in this company, follows a pattern. They are introduced to the world after one month of occupying that position."She paused before continuing. "But because of what happened last night, I have decided to break that rule and also explain to everyone what had happened."Just then, Edward walked onto the stage. His hands were tucked into his suit pockets, while his eyes were cold and unreadable, giving away nothing of what

Sofia staggered backward, her heels scraping against the marble floor. Her arms shot out, grasping at empty air, but there was nothing to catch her. Her back hit the wall with a dull thud.Ava watched, her heart pounding so hard she could feel it in her throat. She wished that her mother's skull would crack open against that wall. Let Sofia feel just a fraction of the pain she'd carried every single day. All these time of being used, so her mother could parade around in designer clothes she didn't earn, live a lifestyle she had no right to. Sofia couldn't work, couldn't be bothered to lift a finger, but she could certainly spend every penny Ava brought home.Sofia's hand trembled as she touched the back of her head. She didn't even register the pain. Her brain was still spinning, still trying to process what had just happened. Ava had never raised her voice at her, never called her by name. The shock of it kept her frozen for some moment.Divorced? Edward? When had that happened? Yes,

As the car drew closer, Sofia stepped forward with a bright smile already on her face. The security guards had refused to let them in, insisting they needed a pass or some proof that the new master had invited them. The humiliation still burned in her chest. Once Edward took Ava back, she would make sure every single one of them lost their jobs.The thought alone eased the anger knotting inside her. She had gone over countless ways to make Edward forgive them. Once he accepted Ava again, they could settle the debts hanging over their heads, reclaim the mansion, and return to the comfortable life they had once enjoyed. The designer clothes, luxury cars, and endless spending, they would have it all back.Even if he didn't forgive them immediately, that was fine. He only had to let them stay, the rest would come with time.She repeated the words to herself the moment doubt tried to creep in.Her gaze shifted to Ava, who stood a few steps away with a deep frown etched across her face. Her

The crowd that had gathered outside the entry doors was yelling at the top of their voices, and Edward finally caught what the issue was about. They were obviously angry, about Tank's death, and the company was suffering for it."Justice for DIG Tank!" the protesters roared, their voices echoing through the entrance as fists pounded against the glass.while others tried to push past security and into the lobby. But the security guards were broad and tall, standing like stones. No matter how hard the crowd tried, they couldn't gain entrance.So this is what it's about. Tank's death. Edward's brow furrowed with anger. His hands curled into fists.He was about to walk toward the crowd when a hand pulled him back. "Don't do that if you don't want the angry mob to stone you to death."He turned to see Aria. Her left hand gripped his wrist."Showing your face there will only make matters worse," Aria said, her expression unreadable. "You caused this. Find a way to sort it out, but letting

The video had been posted a minute ago. Edward watched the view counter tick past nine hundred thousand. Comments poured in faster than he could scroll.He pressed play.On screen, Tank's car tore down the road, swerving violently. The driver fought the wheel but lost. The vehicle crashed through the bush and slammed into a massive tree. Then men in black emerged, Hoods and masks covered every face except two. One man's features were blurred, but Edward recognized his own build well enough to know it wasn't him and neither was it Jason. The other man's face stood out sharp and clear.Text scrolled across the screen at the end "The man behind Tank's death is a popular wealthy man in Goldmere. It is not anyone from the Zhenyu family. I will expose the face in due time, just stay tuned.'Edward looked up to check the page. Anonymous, no username, no profile picture. Edward couldn't help but wonder who it was and how they got hands on the footage neither Jason's men nor Dave could find.