"Colton, I want you to forward the acceptance mail to Emma. She has always wanted a cooperation with Neon Cosmetic Group, and this is going to be the greatest anniversary gift for her.""On it, young master. Everything will be processed in a few minutes!" The other caller's voice rang through the speaker of the phone with a mixture of reverence and fear.Rowen had a broad smile on his face as he settled his cell phone on the table and stared at his watch.Today was his wedding anniversary with Emma, the girl who had saved his life years ago and whom he had come to love, wishing to spend the rest of his life with her.He had prepared a mini feast for her at Hilltop Five-Star Hotel, clearing the whole place to recreate the first time they had met, eyes locked into each other and their souls connecting like they had been made for each other even before the world began.Rowen was beyond excited as he waited for her.However, his excitement soon began to boil down into a deep sense of appr

They dragged Rowen outside like he was a piece of garbage."You dare to upset someone as powerful as Fred? I see you really do have a death wish!" They glared at Rowen.They expected him to shiver and grovel. They expected his knees to hit the ground with a thud, his legs wobbling beneath him as he begged for mercy like his life depended on it—which, in truth, it did.Instead, he stood perfectly still. His breathing remained calm, unhurried, and his eyes were steady, regarding them as though they were the ones beneath contempt.It caused Joel, the gang leader, to expel a sharp breath from his lungs in hot, explosive bursts.His face twisted and his hands curled tightly into fists.He stepped forward while the other men held Rowen in place, closing the distance until Rowen could feel the heat of his stale breath against his skin."You've really got some nerve for someone who's about to die, haven't you! We are the Trinity Bloodhounds, and our torture methods are among the most feared i

Shockwaves ran across their pale faces and their eyes sank deeper into their sockets.Rowen—the man they had all dismissed as worthless—actually knew Hagen.Joel turned to Rowen, barely daring to look at him directly. He now saw him as someone entirely different, someone almost godlike.When their eyes met, Rowen returned a quiet smirk. It wasn't hostile, yet it made Joel's blood run cold for no reason he could name, his heart freezing in place.He shivered. Memories crashed through his head. He had been working with Fred and knew Rowen well.He knew just how pathetic Rowen had seemed, how he ran around with Patrick like an obedient dog.Joel had always despised it—seeing someone like that hovering around his boss. He believed people as pitiful as Rowen deserved no place in the world.He had always craved the day his master would give him permission to break Rowen's bones to his satisfaction. And when that day had finally come, it turned out Rowen was someone of immense power.So he h

"You thought I wouldn't find out the truth, didn't you? You stole this from the Hart family just to impress me.I never thought in my life that any person was capable of sinking so low. Clearly, I was dead wrong!" she shrieked."If you didn't have money to get something, you could have always asked me for help, Rowen. You know I don't bite. Besides, with your ex warming my bed, I'd do anything for you now," Fred added, a crooked smile tugging at the corners of his lips.Rowen couldn't suppress his look of contempt, directed at both of them for their breathtaking hypocrisy.He didn't bother explaining himself. His face remained cold and unreadable as he stared at Emma, his gaze seeming to drop the temperature in the room."Give it back to me so I can leave. We don't have any business with each other anymore, and I don't owe you any explanation," he responded.Emma's features twisted into something venomous."How dare you?""Do you think walking away will help you in this matter? Do you

Rowen almost snorted. Everyone had been trying to play his family name these days.It was getting ridiculous. Every bottom-feeder in the city thought they could throw the Hart name around like some magic badge that would solve all their problems and make them untouchable. Like saying it three times would summon some kind of protection they had never earned.Despite the pressure and the fact that no one was helping, Van's face remained impossibly calm as she pushed his arm away.There was something about her composure that stood out in all this chaos. Even with everyone else shrinking back and pretending not to see what was happening right in front of them, she kept her spine straight."I only came here, Mr. Vince, because you said you could help—not because I wanted to have anything to do with you!" she protested strongly.And the man only flashed an even stronger smile that caused Rowen's stomach to turn.It was the kind of smile that belonged in dark alleys, not in the middle of the