The guests crowded around the corridor. They started whispering and pointing. Chloe was still holding her phone, broadcasted everything live. The comments on her screen were flying fast, all mocking the useless son-in-law of the Sterling family.Elena finally walked through the crowd. She looked at the spilled wine, her brother on the floor, and Adrian standing alone in the center of the mess. For a split second, a look of conflict passed through her beautiful gray eyes. But she quickly covered it with her usual icy mask."Elena, look at your husband!" Vivian shouted, her voice shrill. "He is an ungrateful dog! We gave him a roof over his head, and this is how he repays us? He is trying to humiliate us!"Edward Sterling stepped forward. He looked down at Adrian as if he were looking at a piece of garbage on the street."Three years ago, my father made me promise to let you marry Elena. I regretted it every single day. You run a tiny, useless delivery service that makes no profit. You

The white steam from the empty soup bowls slowly drifted into the cold night air. It disappearing into the dark corners of the small tent.Outside the noodle shop, the heavy rain continued to fall like a solid wall. It making a loud and endless sound against the plastic roof. The storm effectively cut them off from the bright lights and busy streets of the wealthy district just a few blocks away. Inside this small space, two men from completely different worlds sat across from each other at a shaky wooden table.The old man, Victor Aurelius, leaned his heavy weight back against the cheap blue plastic chair. The hot chicken broth had brought a tiny bit of color back to his pale and deeply wrinkled cheeks. His chest was moving slowly.The long years of wandering the streets as a nameless beggar. All the freezing nights on concrete floors and the brutal kicks from the thugs earlier had finally broken the last strength his old body possessed. Yet, despite his weak body, his gray eyes rema

Across the city and far away from the industrial harbor and the poor residential streets, the massive Aurelius Financial Tower stood high above the morning clouds.The glass skyscraper officially belonged to a massive global banking conglomerate, but the top three floors were completely restricted. It hidden from the public eye and protected by layers of military-grade security systems.Inside the dimly lit boardroom on the highest floor, a sudden change occurred on a room that looked like it had been locked in time for decades.The silent atmosphere was broken as a sharp red alarm light began to flash on the central console. A wall-sized digital monitor flickered to life. Its blue light cutting through the darkness of the room. The screen did not show stock market numbers or corporate charts. Instead, it displayed a highly detailed digital map of the earth. It covered in thousands of tiny glowing red and blue dots that represented assets, satellites, and hidden networks.Suddenly, a

Raymond Sterling frowned deeply. His anger momentarily replaced by confusion. He stood up from the fabric sofa and adjusting his jaw bandage.Raymond walked quickly to the large glass window to stand beside Elena, "What the hell is that noise? Did the lower-class neighbors call a heavy construction crew into this alley during a rainstorm?"But the moment Raymond leaned forward and looked down at the narrow street, his eyes widened into absolute shock. The words caught in his throat. His hands began to shake against the window frame.The modest cracked asphalt road outside their ordinary apartment complex was completely blocked from end to end.A terrifying line of six matching Rolls-Royce Phantoms had brought all local traffic to a complete halt. The vehicles were painted in a deep obsidian black that seemed to drink the morning sunlight. Behind the grand sedans stood four large, heavily armored black luxury SUVs.Before the family could even speak, the doors of the SUVs flew open in

The black Rolls-Royce Phantom cut through the heavy rain smoothly. Inside the vehicle, the noise of the storm was completely muted.The only sounds were the steady ticking of the mechanical watch on Adrian’s wrist and the quiet hum of the powerful engine. Outside the window, the tall skyscrapers of the center slowly vanished. They were replaced by the gray, rusted buildings of the industrial harbor district.Adrian stared out at the passing container yards. For three long years, he had driven these exact same roads. Back then, he was steering a battered delivery van. He used to spend his days dodging potholes and constantly checking his fuel gauge, worrying if he had enough money to finish his route.Today, he sat in a luxury car that could easily buy an entire fleet of those vans. Yet, his heart felt completely quiet. He did not feel any sudden greed or excitement. He only felt the heavy weight of the iron key resting inside his palm."Young Master," Winston said softly from the oppo