2024-12-26 15:04:35Darrus grinned slyly.
"I recently discovered that Max owns several properties in Golden Hills, the most luxurious neighborhood in Morow State.”
“I don’t think those properties are just ordinary residences. From what I’ve found, his has dozens of mistresses living there."
“We also confirmed that Max had been transferring thousands if not millions of dollars to his mistresses.”
Dominic remained silent for a moment, pondering Darrus’s words.
"If that’s true, then Max’s good reputation is all a facade. We can easily defeat him."
Darrus nodded as he adjusted his seat, his eyes gleaming with cunning.
"I have a good idea. You should invite some government officials to join you in inspecting Max’s properties."
Dominic frowned, turning his cup in his hands.
"That means I take them to the Golden Hills properties and make them uncover crimes Max has been hiding all along."
Dominic started to smirk, a sign he was beginning to grasp the plan.
"Exactly! Use the opportunity to expose who Max really is." Darrus continued.
"You reveal evidence of his luxurious lifestyle-his mistresses, embezzlement, and even corruption.”
“If this gets exposed to the public, Max will never recover. His name will forever be associated with scandal and disgrace!”
Dominic set his cup down and leaned back in his chair.
"You’re right. That’s a brilliant idea. This way, I can show everyone that I’m a transparent and firm leader.”
“They’ll see that I’m not afraid to uncover the truth, even if it involves my predecessor."
Darrus nodded in satisfaction.
"Exactly. And this is also your chance to strengthen your position.”
“Those who might still be loyal to Max will lose their faith in him. Instead, they’ll start seeing you as the more capable leader."
Dominic chuckled, then burst into laughter.
"Max must be crying now, sitting in that prison cell, lamenting his fate.”
“He probably still thinks he’s important, but in reality, he’s already insignificant."
Darrus joined in with hearty laughter.
"Exactly!”
Their laughter filled the room.
Meanwhile, Max’s condition in prison was a stark contrast to what Dominic and Darrus imagined.
Max woke up from a peaceful sleep.
A guard entered, carrying a basin of warm water and a clean white towel.
"Good morning, Mr. Max," the guard greeted politely.
"We brought this for you to wash your face."
Max raised his eyebrows briefly, a bit surprised, but then smiled faintly.
"Thank you. It’s not really necessary, but I appreciate it."
The guard simply nodded respectfully before placing the basin on a small table in the corner of the cell.
After freshening up, the cell door slowly opened.
Chief Raul stood at the doorway, wearing his neatly pressed uniform.
"Good morning, Mr. Max," he said in a calm yet respectful voice.
"Breakfast is ready. Please enjoy it."
Without saying much, he rose from his seat, adjusted his sleeves, and stepped out of the cell.
Max arrived at a small dining room set up like a fine restaurant.
A large wooden table in the center of the room was adorned with a pristine white tablecloth and a vase of fresh flowers.
On the table, a variety of French-style dishes were laid out: buttered toast with jam, Parisian cheese, tender ham, fried eggs, sausages, fresh orange juice, and a steaming cup of black coffee.
A chef in a crisp uniform stood at the end of the table, smiling proudly.
Chief Raul stood beside the chef, stepping forward to introduce him to Max.
"Mr. Max, this is the best chef in Morow State," Chief Raul said.
"He prepared all of this for you."
Max glanced at the table with a neutral expression, then shifted his gaze to Chief Raul and the chef.
"You really didn’t have to go to such trouble. I’m not picky about food. Whatever is available is fine,” said Max.
Chief Raul offered a small smile, bowing slightly.
"My apologies, Mr. Max. This is a gesture of our respect. You deserve the best."
Max said nothing more, simply sitting down and quietly beginning to eat the meal.
Amid the tranquil dining atmosphere, Chief Raul’s phone rang.
He answered it immediately, his face turning serious as he listened to the voice on the other end.
It was Dominic, speaking in a tone of arrogance and overconfidence.
"Chief Raul, I’ll be leading an inspection of the properties in Golden Hills today," Dominic declared, his tone exaggerated as if issuing an order.
“As the Chief of Police, you must attend.”
"I’ll expose Max’s corruption scandal and his mistresses kept there," Dominic continued.
Chief Raul gripped the phone tightly.
His face remained impassive though he struggled to contain his anger.
After the call ended, Chief Raul placed the phone on the table and glanced at Max.
"Is there a problem?"
Max asked calmly before taking another sip of his coffee.
Chief Raul took a deep breath before finally asking in a cautious tone.
"Mr. Max, do you… do you own properties in Golden Hills?"
Max slowly set his cup down.
"Yes.”
Chief Raul seemed even more uneasy but pressed on.
"Are there… are there women living there? I mean, do you have… relationships with them?"
“Of course, I take care of those women,” Max replied calmly.
“W-What?” Chief Raul stammered nervously.
Previous Chapter
Latest Chapter
0161
While they were enjoying breakfast, a young woman with an attractive appearance approached their table. She was wearing a tight black dress that emphasized her slim figure, with a white satin ribbon tied neatly around her neck. Her face carried a polite smile, and her steps were graceful as she came closer to Aurora and Max. “Excuse me,” she said softly, her voice sweet and confident. “I’m a student. I’m trying to start a small business by making my own blend of herbal tea. These are my new products, all homemade. I hope you’d like to try them.”Aurora looked at her with bright eyes. She seemed genuinely impressed by the young woman’s enthusiasm. There was admiration in her heart—the kind that comes from someone who understands what it means to struggle from the bottom. The girl took out several small bottles of tea, neatly packaged and wrapped with golden ribbons. They looked elegant and smelled fragrant. Aurora carefully held one of them, as if it were something precious. “That
0160
Yanom tried to bring Max down and save Aurora, just as the masked man he met in the cave had ordered him to.Aurora, the woman they knew as Hildasa, had to be saved from Max. They opposed their marriage, but none of them dared to openly destroy it, because the demonic cult knew how powerful Max was. They did not want to take the risk of attacking him directly. That would not be a good idea.***At the spa restaurant… Max walked toward the table where Aurora was sitting. Aurora had already ordered two portions of breakfast—one for herself and one for Max. She smiled softly when she saw her husband coming. “Is everything all right?” Aurora asked gently, looking at him with caring eyes. “Of course,” Max replied briefly, his voice low and deep. “You don’t have to worry.” Aurora let out a sigh of relief. “I’m glad to hear that.”But her cheeks flushed uncontrollably. Since morning, her mind kept going back to the moment in the lobby when Max called her “babe” in front of Chief Furod.
0159
With his chest trembling with respect, Chief Furod called his team through the communicator. “All units, pull back from the location now. And make sure you are ready for a big dinner tonight. That is a direct order from Mr. Max.”Then he added the part about Max treating them to good food for an entire week.Hearing Chief Furod’s command through the walkie-talkie, two of his subordinates who were guarding the front door of the spa looked at each other. They could still hear the heavy voice of Chief Furod, trembling with respect, as he said, “Yes, Mr. Max! Thank you very much for your generosity.”The atmosphere that had been ordinary suddenly turned quiet. One of them, the man who had looked down on Max earlier, was shocked. “Did you hear that?” he whispered in disbelief. “He’s treating us to good food for a whole week?”His partner, a chubby man with narrow eyes, gaped in amazement. “And not just us, the whole team too! Damn, who’s that generous just because we stayed on duty for
0158
Chief Furod straightened his posture and said respectfully, “Allow me to introduce myself, Mr. Max. I am Furod, Chief of Police of Vesula.” His voice was firm, but the nervous tone could not be hidden. Cold sweat trickled down his temple even though the morning air was cool.Max looked at him without expression for several seconds. Then he turned to Aurora beside him. “Babe, go ahead to the spa restaurant. I will follow soon.”Aurora nodded gently, though she seemed a little hesitant to leave them. “Alright,” she said softly.She walked toward the corridor with light steps, leaving a faint fragrance of flowers in the air. As soon as Aurora disappeared from sight, the lobby fell silent again. Only the soft hum of the air conditioner and the slow footsteps of spa staff could be heard in the background.Max looked straight at Chief Furod. “Now, tell me,” he said coldly. “What made you come here?”Furod swallowed hard. He had faced many generals, nobles, even the most cunning politic
0157
Meanwhile, inside the Vesula Serenity Spa suite, the morning sun began to filter through the soft white curtains. Golden light filled the room, casting a warm reflection on the marble walls and the slightly fogged glass.Max had been awake since dawn, sitting on the long sofa with his back straight, his eyes fixed on the tablet in his hands. He did not sleep on the bed, not because he could not, but because he was not ready. Even though Aurora was now his legal wife, their marriage had happened too suddenly, as quick as a decision made in war. There was still an awkwardness between them, two people brought together by fate, not by a love that had grown naturally.Aurora slowly woke up, her eyes still heavy with sleep. She turned to Max, who was sitting not far away, and stared blankly for a moment before sitting up on the edge of the bed. “Have you been awake for long?” she asked softly, her voice hoarse from sleep.“Yes,” Max replied briefly, his voice deep and calm. He turned o
0156
Until dawn, Chief Furod had not moved an inch from his place. The lights in the spa lobby were dimmed, leaving only the soft glow of hanging lanterns that swayed gently with the air conditioning. The faint scent of lavender lingered in the air, mixed with the cold aroma of coffee in Furod’s hand—it was his fourth cup since the previous night.Several times, the spa attendants approached him politely. “Chief, we can prepare a guest room for you to rest for a while. We promise, as soon as Mr. Max comes out, we will call you immediately.”But Furod only shook his head, his voice low but firm. “No need. I will wait here,” he said.Different attendants came and offered the same thing, yet his answer never changed. He remained seated on the long bench in front of the reception desk, a position that allowed him to see anyone exiting the spa hallway. Sometimes he stood up quickly whenever he heard footsteps coming from inside, hoping it was Max. But every time it turned out to be a staf
You may also like
Rise of Power: Return of The Pathetic Commoner
Iwaswiththestars73.5K viewsRise Of The Sole Heir
Estypen77.9K viewsYou Do Not Deserve Me
Keep It Flowing95.1K viewsTrillionaire Ex husband's Revenge
Jericho Chase87.6K viewsHER CONTRACT HUSBAND IS THE COMMANDER KING
khadijah170 viewsThe Betrayed Billionaire
Crystal 188 viewsBIG BOSS, We Beg You!
Calendula37.0K viewsThe Smith's Legacy
Jurie's write2.0K views