​Hearing her brother's agonized crying and her mother's frantic screams over the line, Julia’s face turned a completely furious, bright red color. Her fists clenched tightly, her blood pressure surging to dangerous heights. The embarrassment Harry had caused her at the auction was already enough—but now he had dared to violently invade her home and hospitalize her brother?!​"That filthy, uneducated animal!" Julia roared into the phone. If she could murder someone through her eyes alone, Harry wouldn't be standing on this earth."Mom, Kevin, don't worry! Stay at the hospital and get treated. I am setting all corporate matters aside right now. I promise you, I will use every single bit of my wealth, my connections, and Derek's high-society family power to hunt Harry Kipling down and make him pay a million times over for this blood! He is completely finished, I'll make sure of it!"​Meanwhile, completely unbothered by their plotting, Harry was riding in the back of a luxury taxi cab, hi

​Harry stared into his glass, his mind completely reeling. He hadn't expected to hear such words from her. But Priscilla Levine, on the other hand, was completely calm. She and Julia had grown up together since they were little girls. Their families lived in the same circles, they attended the same private schools, and they had shared every single childhood secret. They were closer than biological sisters. But beneath that close bond laid a strange twist of fate. ​Perhaps because they grew up sharing everything and developed the same refined tastes, they always somehow ended up liking the very same men. It had happened in high school, it had happened in college, and it had always forced them to compete secretly on their own individual merits. They had an unspoken rule: may the best woman win, and no hard feelings afterward. ​But almost five years ago, something had occurred that completely broke Priscilla's heart in silence. In fact, nobody knew the fact that Priscilla had

Inside the private VIP hospital room, Rosalie was jumping up and down with happiness, her eyes glittering with greedy visions of luxury. She clutched Julia’s arm tightly, looking at Derek like a God who had descended from the heavens just to deliver justice to their family.​Derek kept a confident smile plastered on his face, gently patting Julia’s hand. "As for officially getting the marriage certificate down at the registry office, I don't want you to worry about it. The legal proceedings can wait until after our grand yacht wedding. Since you and that useless pest aren't divorced on paper yet, trying to rush and register a brand-new marriage too soon after the official divorce announcement would look quite messy. It could seriously hurt investors' confidence and negatively affect Apex Media's stock prices on the market."​Julia blushed, looking down at the floor and acting completely coy and submissive in front of him. "Oh, you’re so thoughtful about my business, Derek," she murmur

​Harry let out a long sigh, carrying the faint fragrance of sweet honey and rich whiskey. A sense of bitter exhaustion washed over his face as he gently shook his head. "Let her go? I’ve already let her go," he murmured, his voice sounding raspy and hollow. "But as for another woman... Pri, after spending three whole years the way I lived in that house, my whole identity was reduced to being a live-in son-in-law. But even after serving that entire ungrateful family like a slave, I have nothing in my hands. After all that, I no longer believe in love. From now on, love is dead to me. I am only going to focus on my career." ​Even after hearing his bitter declaration, Priscilla didn't pull away. Instead, tender feeling bloomed inside her heart. She knew his wounds well, the trauma that had brought him to this point. She shifted her weight on the seat, turning her head and leaning even closer to his handsome face. Their noses were almost touching, and her wide, glowing eyes searc

Harry’s heart was fuming with rage. To be accused of greed after years of selfless sacrifice was the ultimate insult. He stood up straight with a jerk as he yelled into the receiver. ​"After your money? Julia, look at yourself! I have never, ever coveted a single cent of your money in my entire life! All I have ever wanted back from you is the one million dollars I invested into your struggling company three years ago. That money wasn't yours—it was the sacred inheritance my late father had left behind for me. I gave you my life savings to build your dreams, and you dare to call me a gold digger?!" Julia shook her head dismissively, not feeling a single drop of remorse. "Your father's inheritance? Don't make me laugh, Harry! Every single dollar inside Apex Media belongs entirely to me and my hard work. You think a broke delivery boy can just demand one million dollars from a top corporate CEO? Dream on! You won't get a dime from my family!" ​Harry’s eyes turned cold as he mocke