2025-05-22 04:39:21Elaine’s lips parted and her chest rose with a shallow breath. She clenched her fists slightly.
Antonio had been a loser, nobody clinging to her for support! She thought he would be groveling after the divorce, devastated and broken. Yet here he was…Dressed in a tailored tux, calm as ice, with the most unattainable woman in the city on his arm. How’s that possible?! How dare he?! Rage flooded Elaine’s veins. She couldn’t stand being replaced so fast. Made her feel like the lesser woman in front of Antonio. “Antonio!” Elaine called as she stormed across the room, heels clacking like war drums, and came to a halt in front of them. "Antonio!" Antonio stopped, but he didn’t turn or flinch and his expression remained unreadable. “What the hell are you doing here?!" Elaine’s eyes flicked to Cynthia, then back to Antonio. “How the hell did you convince Miss Cynthia to show up here with a nobody like you?” She sneered, arms crossed. “Is this some kind of pathetic stunt? What? Did you really think showing up with a woman would make me jealous?” Antonio almost laughed out loud. Instead, he glanced at her with a look colder than the winter sea. “Not everything is about you, Elaine.” Cynthia raised a brow. “He’s my plus one, if that wasn’t obvious.” Elaine's lips twitched in disbelief. “Plus one?” Her voice sharpened. “Why would someone like you bring him?” Cynthia’s smile didn’t reach her eyes. “That’s simple. Mrs.—oh, sorry, Miss Elaine.” Cynthia put extra weight on the word “Miss”. Her eyes casually raking over Elaine from head to toe, unimpressed. “Just because you didn’t see Antonio’s value, doesn’t mean the rest of us are blind.” The words struck like a slap. Elaine’s fists clenched at her sides. Her whole body tensed. But she didn’t dare snap at Cynthia, no matter how much jealousy, bitterness, and rage surged in her chest like a rising storm. Not when Cynthia was the CEO of Bellagio Group, and Elaine’s company was still dreaming of sealing a deal with them. So instead, she spun on Antonio and let all her fury pour out on him. “Oh, I get it now! So you were cheating on me this whole time, huh?!” “You’re suddenly dating someone just hours after we’re divorced? Really?” “Or was it going on before the papers were even signed? Is that it?!” “That’s why you were so damn quick to walk away! Because you already had someone lined up!” Antonio turned to her with a cold expression. “It’s none of your business, Elaine.” “We’re divorced, remember?” “Who I’m with now isn’t your concern. You lost that right the moment you signed the paper.” Elaine’s breath caught and her chest tightened. Just then, another voice slithered into the conversation. “Cynthia, my dear CEO.” Harry Gibson said, stepping forward with a smug smirk, “I can’t. believe it! I thought you’re smarter than that.” Elaine turned, eyes lighting up at the sight of him. Harry radiated confidence in his sharp gray suit. Compared to Antonio, he was the epitome of power and wealth. At least, that’s what Elaine told herself. “You’ve been misled, Cynthia.” Harry continued, “This Antonio? He’s just a parasite,” “First he clung to Elaine, now he’s latched onto you!” “It’s his pattern. He survives by leeching off powerful women.” Cynthia let out a cold laugh. “Are you done?” Harry ignored her, eyes gleaming. “You should know, Cynthia, you shouldn’t argue with us because of this nobody.” “After all, you're not really the one pulling the strings at Bellagio. Everyone in the industry knows who’s really in charge.” “A man no one’s ever seen… The true heir of the Morris family!” The crowd buzzed. Antonio tilted his head slightly. Now he was paying attention. Harry smiled wider, sensing the shift. “And my company? We’re about to sign a deal with him—the real boss of Bellagio.” He was bragging, completely clueless about who the real boss behind the Bellagio Group was. But he’d heard the rumors. And he was convinced he’d get close to that person eventually. “Once that deal goes through, Cynthia… I’ll be the one calling the shots. Not you.” “And as for this good-for-nothing fool...” Harry sneered at Antonio. “Well, I’ll make sure this city never sees his face again.” Murmurs spread through the crowd, with people pitying Antonio for overstepping his bounds and trying to appear important. "That guy is about to regret crossing paths with Harry Gibson," someone whispered. "Harry's about to seal that deal with Bellagio Group, and the lowlife would be kicked out of the City. What a pity?" "He should have just stayed in his lane." Most of the crowd agreed—it was bound to be a nightmare for Antonio! Elaine’s breath hitched. She looked at Harry with something close to admiration. That was the kind of man she always wanted. Dominant, capable, connected. But just as Harry was basking in his imagined victory, a quiet voice broke through. “That’s impossible.” Everyone turned. It was Antonio. Harry narrowed his eyes. “What did you say?” Antonio took a slow step forward. “You said you’re closing a deal with Bellagio Group’s real owner?” “Yeah,” Harry said. “That’s right.” Antonio smiled. “No, you’re not.” Harry’s expression twitched. “You think I’m bluffing?” Antonio slipped one hand into his pocket. “I know you are, Harry.” “Because the person behind Bellagio Group... is me.” "And you will never secure a partnership with Bellagio Group!"
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Elias noticed it the moment she turned.Emily hadn’t fully walked out.She had stopped mid-decision, suspended between rejection and reconsideration. That small hesitation was not loud, not obvious, but to Elias it was more revealing than any spoken response could have been. It told him the resistance had not held completely. It had cracked just enough for doubt to enter.Then she turned back.Slowly.Not with conviction, but with recalculation—like someone reviewing a conclusion they had been too quick to finalize.And Elias smiled.Not openly.Not warmly.Not in a way meant to comfort or persuade.It was the kind of smile that appeared when a calculation finally aligned with expectation, when an outcome that had been statistically anticipated finally confirmed itself in reality.She was listening again.That was enough.Emily walked back toward her seat, her expression no longer sharp with refusal. Instead, it had shifted into something more controlled, more careful—like someone gua
Chapter 592
Emily stared at Elias for a moment, her expression caught in a narrow space between disbelief and irritation, as though she were trying to decide which emotion best matched the situation in front of her. The brief warmth that had surfaced earlier—fragile and unsteady, born from old memories, forgotten familiarity, and a flicker of nostalgia she had not expected to feel again—was now completely gone. It had been stripped away so cleanly it was almost unsettling, as if it had never existed at all. In its place remained something firmer, sharper, more grounded, and significantly less forgiving of what she was hearing.“You’re asking me,” she said slowly, deliberately spacing each word as though she was testing whether the sentence itself made sense when spoken aloud, “how you can reunite me with a man who is already married?”Elias remained exactly as he was, seated with quiet control, posture relaxed in a way that suggested ease rather than carelessness. His expression did not shift in
Chapter 591
The moment Emily admitted she knew Antonio Morris, Elias felt a subtle but distinct shift inside him.Not emotion in the traditional sense.Not excitement.Not surprise.Positioning.It was the feeling of a piece on a board confirming itself exactly where it needed to be, without force, without resistance, simply aligning into place as though it had always been meant to be there. Elias did not react outwardly. There was no visible change in posture or expression. But something in his eyes sharpened slightly, then softened into quiet satisfaction, the kind that came from validation rather than discovery.Good.That was the confirmation he needed.Across from him, Emily remained seated, but her posture had shifted slightly. There was a subtle uncertainty now, as if she had stepped into a moment that was beginning to feel heavier than she originally anticipated. As though her simple admission had unlocked something she could no longer see the full shape of.Elias allowed the silence to l
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When the investigator saw the transfer notification appear on his screen, he paused for a moment longer than usual, his eyes fixed on the amount as if confirming it had not been misread or duplicated by mistake. It was not merely generous. It was excessive in a way that immediately removed it from the category of professional payment and placed it into something more deliberate.It was far beyond what was required for introductions, arrangements, persuasion, or even extended effort.It was a statement.A confirmation of intent rather than a simple transaction.The investigator exhaled slowly through his nose, almost amused, though there was caution beneath the reaction.“Of course,” he muttered to himself. “He doesn’t do moderation.”He leaned back in his chair, still staring at the screen for a few seconds longer, letting the implication settle fully before locking the phone and setting it aside. Whatever Elias was building toward, it was no longer a simple inquiry or background sear
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As soon as Elias finished reading the email, the smirk on his face did not fade.Instead, it deepened slightly, as though something within him had finally aligned into place after a long period of uncertainty. He sat back in his chair, the faint glow of his laptop casting soft reflections across his face, highlighting the calm satisfaction in his expression. Emily Williams. A name that, to anyone else, would appear ordinary, unremarkable, easily forgotten. But in Elias’s mind, it was already transforming into something far more structured, far more intentional.Not a person.Not a memory.A tool.A point of access.A variable that could be shaped and positioned.He picked up his phone slowly, his movements deliberate and unhurried, as though the outcome of the call had already been decided before it began. Without hesitation, he dialed the investigator’s number and brought the phone to his ear.It rang twice.Then it was answered.“Elias,” the investigator’s voice came through calmly.
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Upon hearing Elias’s words, the investigator gave a slow, thoughtful nod, as though weighing not just the instruction itself but the scale of what it implied. He adjusted his posture slightly, already shifting mentally into work mode.“I’ll get back to you,” he said calmly, rising from the chair with unhurried confidence. “Once I’ve gathered enough—especially what you asked for.”Elias did not respond immediately. He simply watched him, his expression steady and unreadable, the kind of silence that suggested control rather than uncertainty. There was impatience there, but it was carefully contained, folded beneath composure like something deliberately restrained.The investigator straightened his jacket, ensuring everything sat properly before continuing.“I understand what you want,” he added. “And I’ll go deeper than most people would dare.”That, at last, was enough for Elias. Not reassurance, but confirmation of direction.A faint nod followed.“Do not waste time,” Elias said.The
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