"Damnit! How can there be none?!"The sound of Arthur Vance's panicking breath could be clearly heard inside his quiet office. The old man slammed a sheet of secret document onto the table. In front of him, Valerie and Ryan sat with pale faces, having lost all of their arrogance.The document just sent by their hired forensic team stated the impossible: the wreckage of Julian's car that fell into the Long Island ravine had been successfully evacuated in secret, but there was no trace of DNA or the remains of Julian's body there."Father... so do you mean, Julian is still alive?" asked Ryan with a trembling voice. His hands were cold. "But that is an extraordinarily deep ravine! The car exploded! How could he possibly survive?""If he is dead, where is his corpse?!" barked Arthur, the veins on his neck bulging red.Before that panic subsided, the office door was knocked roughly. A secretary entered with a pale face, bringing a letter with a black wax seal bearing a rose emblem—the embl

A secondary penthouse apartment in the upper district region of Manhattan became the new escape place for Amber Miller. This property was a gift from Arthur Vance for Ryan a few years ago. Even though it was not as grand and spacious as the main penthouse in sector one that had just been seized, this place actually was still classified as highly luxury with marble furnishings and a beautiful city view.However, for Amber, whose greed had already exceeded the limits, this place felt like an insulting drop in caste for her.CRASH!A crystal glass shattered into pieces after Amber slammed it against the marble wall. That woman's breath rushed heavily, her chest which was only wrapped in a thin satin nightgown heaving up and down withholding anger."That damn man... That idiot Julian!" screamed Amber hysterically, gripping her neatly arranged hair. "How can all those assets be untouchable to me?! That main penthouse, that sports car... why is everything still written under Julian's name?!

The morning sun of the New York lower district had just risen, illuminating a small coffee shop that was beginning to get crowded with lower-class workers. At one of the tables near a corner, Julian was sitting calmly in a casual, dark flannel shirt. In front of him, Chloe Miller was busy neatening the Vance Midtown restaurant inventory notes while occasionally sipping her warm tea."Ian, after your working hours are finished later, can you help me check the cashier computer system at the restaurant?" asked Chloe, looking up with a sweet smile and a gleam in her eyes that was full of hope. "Since my position promotion yesterday, I want to ensure all financial reports run neatly."Julian formed a thin smile, staring at the girl with a measured gentleness. "Sure. Anything for you, Chloe."Hearing that straightforward answer, a pink flush returned to rise on Chloe's cheeks. This period of approach felt so soothing for her, without knowing that the independent man in front of her was a bu

That morning, the calmness of the New York lower district broke. A procession of shiny black Rolls-Royce and Cadillac luxury cars divided the squalid street, then stopped precisely in front of the coffee shop where Julian and Chloe were located.Inside the main car, the hearts of Arthur, Ryan, and Amber beat rapidly. They were tense and alert."Remember, remain alert," whispered Arthur while fixing his suit with a trembling hand. "If Julian deliberately hides here to terrorize our stock, we must play beautifully in front of the public.""Be calm, Father. We will see how great he plays underground," replied Ryan with a tightening jaw.The car door opened. Arthur, Ryan, and Amber got down with a forced formal step. They took steps entering inside the shop with an aura full of intimidation, preparing to face the figure of Julian whom they feared as the mastermind of terror from the shadows.Kring!The shop door bell rang. As soon as she saw that party enter, Chloe directly stood up from

Ryan’s smile widened instantly. He nodded quickly, even letting out a soft chuckle as if deeply relieved. "That's right, Brother. I'm Ryan. The two of us... we have been very close all this time."Very close indeed, Julian thought coldly, while his facial mask maintained its empty vacancy.“So close that you slept with my fiancée, burned my body, and now I will make sure you see for yourself what it feels like to lose your entire world.”Julian lowered his gaze, staring at the floor of the car. "I don’t remember.""It’s alright, Brother." Ryan patted Julian’s knee casually. "We have plenty of time to recover everything."Julian did not answer. He just remained quiet, letting the car drive on. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught the flashing glances exchanged between Arthur and Ryan—a signal of absolute relief that they could not hide.A few minutes later, the Rolls-Royce slowed down. In the distance, a towering black iron gate loomed, with a golden letter V engraved right in the c