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Chapter 50: The Ultimatums
Samson stood outside Rose’s office, occasionally glancing toward the tightly closed door."What’s wrong, Sam?" Indah asked, noticing his restlessness."I’m just worried about Miss Rose," Samson replied."Why don't you go in? Usually, you're always inside the office with her," Indah said, confused to see Samson waiting in the public area outside Rose's private room."Actually, Miss Rose is quite angry with me right now. So, I don't dare—" Samson couldn't bring himself to finish the sentence."Hmm... as far as I know, Miss Rose rarely gets angry, especially with someone she trusts. Maybe she’s just under a lot of pressure. Once she calms down, she’ll call for you again, Sam. Relax, don't let it get to you," Indah said, trying to soothe him. Instead of feeling relieved, however, Samson grew even more anxious.He offered a weak smile at Indah’s consolation. He knew Rose’s anger this time wasn't just work-related stress. It was about a perceived betrayal of trust and a feeling that her dig
Chapter 49: The Unmasked Truth
"Good morning, Miss Rose," Samson greeted her while opening the car door.Rose observed Samson closely for a moment before entering the vehicle without a word. Samson quickly followed and took his place in the driver's seat.Throughout the journey, Rose stole glances through the rearview mirror as Samson navigated the morning traffic."I didn't know you were so close with Clara Beatrice Santoso."Screech!Samson spontaneously slammed on the brakes the moment he heard Rose's words."Ah, I’m sorry, Miss," Samson muttered, regaining his composure and continuing to drive, though his heart was pounding uncontrollably."W-what do you mean, Miss?" Samson asked, trying to play it cool."I know it was you, Sam. 'Samuel,' the supposed investor from London who arrived with Clara Beatrice Santoso—that was you, wasn't it?" Rose guessed, her eyes fixed on him."Miss, I—""I don't like people who lie and try to deceive me. If you’re actually working for Clara, you can resign right now, Sam," Rose sa
Chapter 48: The Shattered Façade
"I’m not lecturing you," Samson replied calmly. "I’m simply saving my associates' assets from a fraudulent investment."Rose, who had been listening with a tense expression, turned to Emran with a demanding gaze. "Emran, answer me honestly. Is there really a land dispute? Why wasn't my father informed about this?""Rose, darling, it's merely a minor issue that the legal team is addressing," Emran stuttered. He tried to reach for Rose’s hand, but she pulled away."The Green Residence project is new. If there is indeed information regarding a land dispute, I will personally re-examine it and ensure there are no future issues," Rose explained. Emran's defense was a necessity for her, given the project's connection to her family's corporate reputation.Hearing Rose’s explanation, Samson felt a tightness in his chest. He knew how fiercely Rose protected her family’s business and the heavy burden she carried to maintain their honor—to the point where she was willing to push aside her happin
Chapter 47: The CEO Identity
"Impossible, Emran. He just returned from London," Clara said, immediately shielding Samson, who remained silent, returning Emran’s gaze with a sharp, piercing stare."Ah, I see. Yes, I suppose it’s impossible for someone like him to be here anyway," Emran remarked."Someone like him? Who exactly do you mean?" Clara challenged."Oh, no one. Just an unimportant person," Emran replied dismissively.If Emran knew that the man he regarded as trash was currently standing right in front of him in a suit far pricier than his own, he would likely lose his nerve instantly."Unimportant people are usually the ones who know our deepest secrets best, Mr. Emran," Samson interjected, his voice a deep, steady baritone. He intentionally shifted his intonation to sound more authoritative.Emran was momentarily stunned, surprised by the boldness of this "Samuel" he had only just met. "Hahaha, you have a point, Samuel. But in the business world, what matters is who holds the power, not who knows the mos
Chapter 46: The Executive Lounge Gambit
"I want you to protect me, Samson. Especially from my greedy family," Clara whispered.Samson looked at her intently."You know, living as an adopted child isn't easy," Clara said as she walked toward a corner table and poured a red liquid into two glasses."Adopted child?" Samson asked.Clara approached him, handing him a glass. "Sit down. I’ll give you the short version."Samson sat on the sofa, followed by Clara. He watched her closely, holding his drink."Samson, I was adopted from an orphanage by my late grandfather," Clara began. "I’ve always been aware of my status. That’s why, since I grew up, I’ve poured everything into my talent for beauty and fashion. It was all a preparation for my future, in case my grandfather was no longer around."Clara lowered her head, looking as if the words were a heavy burden to speak."If you're not ready, stop now. You don't have to continue," Samson said softly."No, I have to tell you everything. I don't want you to think I'm dishonest," Clara
Chapter 45: The Birth of Samuel
Clara did not answer with words. She stepped toward a small glass cabinet in the corner of the room, retrieved a black velvet box, and brought it over to Samson. When she opened the lid, a mechanical watch with a shimmering black crocodile leather strap glistened under the room's lights. Its design was minimalist, yet it radiated a quiet luxury.“Hold out your hand,” Clara commanded.Samson obeyed, allowing Clara to fasten the watch onto his sturdy wrist. The cold metal felt right, as if it were truly crafted to encircle the hand of a warrior now masquerading as a nobleman."A watch is a man's identity, Samson. People like Emran will look at your wrist before they ever hear your voice," Clara whispered, gently patting his hand. "And one more thing—"Clara picked up a dark glass perfume bottle. She sprayed a fine mist into the air around Samson’s shoulders. A masculine scent, a blend of sandalwood, leather, and a hint of citrus, immediately enveloped his large frame. The aroma was not
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