The top floor of Sterling Group's main headquarters was no longer filled with the suffocating tension that had lingered several weeks ago. Instead, the atmosphere inside the main conference room now pulsed with a fast-paced and dynamic rhythm of work. Large capital market analysis reports were displayed across the main projector screen, showing soaring green charts with no signs of a downward correction. Natalie Sterling stood at the end of the long conference table, dressed in a maroon formal blazer that emphasized her position as the company's sole leader. Her gaze swept across the rows of senior directors and newly appointed investor representatives, all of whom sat with unmistakable respect. The complete downfall of the Miller family and the Vance business dynasty in a single night had become a valuable lesson for anyone who intended to play dirty in the Western Sector stock market. "This restructuring is not merely a change of names on the shareholder registry," Natalie's voic

Chloe Miller's footsteps felt incredibly heavy as she left the Sterling Group office complex. The hysterical sobbing that had erupted in the conference room had finally subsided, leaving her eyes red and filled with profound grief and simmering rage. The humiliation of being outright rejected by Raymond still burned in her chest. The man she had once trampled on and mocked as a useless beggar now looked at her as though she were nothing more than a rotting piece of garbage lying on the street."You bastard... do you think you can just throw me away like that?!" Chloe hissed from behind the wheel of her cheap rental car. Her fingers gripped the steering wheel so tightly that her knuckles turned white. "You're only lucky because Natalie Sterling is standing by your side! I'll never accept this! I'll make you kneel and beg at my feet again, Raymond!"Her ego and psychological despair had stripped away the last remnants of Chloe's sanity. Losing all her wealth, her upper-faction social st

The golden light of the setting sun slowly filtered through the floor-to-ceiling glass walls of the CEO's office at Sterling Group, casting a gentle glow across the surface of the teakwood desk where Natalie Sterling sat. The headquarters, usually filled with the constant ringing of telephones and heated discussions about the stock market, gradually fell into silence. The latest reports regarding the acquisition of construction materials and the freezing of shell companies along the border were neatly arranged beside her digital tablet.Natalie leaned back against the comfortable black leather chair. Her eyes stared straight ahead, but her thoughts were no longer focused on profit charts or next quarter's dividend projections. Instead, her sharp business instincts were carefully weaving together every major event that had befallen Sterling Group over the past few months.She recalled the most critical moments of her life. When Thomas Sterling had tried to trap her with a fraudulent de

The fierce night wind carried the salty scent of the sea, slamming against the thick concrete walls of an isolation cell on Black Reef Island. This place was the most remote secret detention facility on the outermost frontier, a silent hell that had never appeared on any map. The facility was guarded by an elite force with no name, reserved exclusively for those whose sins could no longer be forgiven by any ordinary court.In the damp, freezing corner of the cell, Chloe Miller sat curled up, consumed by a fear that gripped every nerve in her body. The luxurious dress she had carefully prepared to celebrate Natalie's downfall was now stained with mud and dust from the floor. Her body trembled uncontrollably.Her wicked plan that night had fallen apart before it had even begun. The catering staff member she had bribed with complete confidence had actually been an undercover tactical intelligence agent. Instead of watching Natalie drink the deadly poison, Chloe had been silently ambushed

The crystal chandeliers cast a golden glow across the marble floor of the Grand Imperial Hotel's main ballroom. That evening, Sterling Group was holding a large-scale internal banquet to celebrate the company's complete return to stability following the total purge of the corrupt elements that had once embezzled its capital. Hundreds of board members, major investors from the Outer Faction, and representatives of logistics partners attended in their finest attire, filling the hall as a gentle orchestra played in the background.There were no longer any lingering shadows of fear over internal sabotage. The complete expulsion of Thomas Sterling and the freezing of the Miller family's hidden assets had placed Sterling Group in an unshakable position at the very top of the Northern Sector's capital market.Near the main podium, Natalie Sterling stood with captivating elegance. She wore a minimalist maroon evening gown with an elegant cut, complemented by a delicate silk ribbon accent that