CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Author: AllRoses
last update2026-06-11 19:52:03

“Arrgh!” Camilla screamed, throwing out all the things in her vanity. “That asshole, how dare you sabotage everything I've worked so hard for? Dante!!! If only you hadn't appeared. If only you hadn’t. Ethane Massimo wouldn't have such leverage against me!!”

The shattered remnants of Camilla’s perfume bottle lay scattered across the marble floor of her room filling the air with a heavy fragrant scent. She didn’t look at the mess. Her focus was entirely locked on the phone vibrating against her v
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  • CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

    “No, Father. I don't think that'll be a good idea,” Bryce interjected, taking a step toward the desk. “Dante Morrell is already in the public eye thanks to Ethane Massimo. If anything goes wrong with him at this point, we're only digging a bigger hole for ourselves.”Camilla spun on her heel. “So what do you suggest, Bryce? We just sit here and let him breathe down our necks until Dylan completely walks away from the merger? He’s holding my life hostage!”“I suggest we use our brains for once instead of our hands!” Bryce snapped back, his voice echoing off the high boardroom ceiling. “Look at the screen! The entire city is waiting for us to make an aggressive move so they can justify burying us completely. If Dante gets so much as a scratch on him this week, the police won't even look for another suspect. They’ll come straight to this room.”Hendrix’s jaw tightened as he leaned his full weight onto his cane. “Bryce is right about the timing, Camilla. A direct hit right now is corpor

  • CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

    “Arrgh!” Camilla screamed, throwing out all the things in her vanity. “That asshole, how dare you sabotage everything I've worked so hard for? Dante!!! If only you hadn't appeared. If only you hadn’t. Ethane Massimo wouldn't have such leverage against me!!”The shattered remnants of Camilla’s perfume bottle lay scattered across the marble floor of her room filling the air with a heavy fragrant scent. She didn’t look at the mess. Her focus was entirely locked on the phone vibrating against her vanity.The caller ID flashed a name that made her throat tighten: Dylan Pierce.She swiped the screen, her voice shaking despite her best efforts to sound composed. “Dylan, darling, the media is twisting everything. My legal team is already…”“Shut up, Camilla,” Dylan’s voice cut through the line, cold and stripped of any prior warmth. “I don't care about your PR spin. My board spent the last two hours watching you humiliate your family name on a global broadcast.”“It was a setup,” she pleaded,

  • CHAPTER SIXTEEN

    The video played with crystal clear audio. On screen, Camilla’s voice sliced through the casino noise.{What an interesting surprise. I almost didn’t recognize you, Dante Morrell. Still alive? I honestly thought you’d died in prison by now.}Dante watched his own recorded image on the tablet. In the video, he remained perfectly silent as Camilla turned to the pressing reporters, her face twisted in a smug sneer.{Everyone should stay away from this man. He’s a convicted murderer. He killed someone ten years ago. And now he’s here—probably escaped. He’s dangerous. You should arrest him before he hurts someone else.}“She really laid the trap for herself,” Ethane murmured, keeping his eyes on the surging live-view count. “She wanted a public execution.”On screen, the confrontation escalated. The footage showed the two security guards seizing Dante’s arms, and Camilla thrusting the divorce papers forward.Then came the fluid motion where Dante twisted free, sending both guards crashing

  • CHAPTER FIFTEEN

    The wind outside howled, rattling the heavy glass panes of the balcony doors. Camilla forced her eyes away from the shifting shadows of the tree line, her chest heaving as she ripped the velvet curtains shut.She refused to let a ghost terrify her in her own home. She marched back to her vanity, her trembling hands snatching her phone to call Bryce. But before her fingers could touch the screen, the display flickered. It was a message from Bryce asking her to the boardroom.—few hours later—The mahogany doors of the private boardroom barely muffled the panic outside. Inside, Hendrix stood by the window, his fingers gripping his cane with a pale face.“Dylan’s capital cleared our escrow account five minutes ago,” Bryce said, tossing his phone onto the long table. “But the market isn't stabilizing. The short volume against our hospitality bonds just doubled.”Camilla stood rigid near the small desk, her fingers snapping her designer bag shut. “It’s fake. That Massimo brat is throwing

  • CHAPTER FOURTEEN

    The glass cabinet in the living room rattled as Hendrix slammed his cane onto the hardwood, the sound echoing the finality of the television broadcast.Bryce stepped back, his phone still lighting up with frantic alerts from their brokers, but Hendrix ignored him entirely. His eyes remained locked on the static screen.“Get out,” Hendrix said, his voice dangerously quiet. “Both of you. Out.”Bryce didn't argue. He signaled to Camilla with a sharp jerk of his head, and the two siblings exited the room, leaving the old man alone with his collapsing empire.Upstairs in her private suite, Camilla paced the floor, her heels clicking violently against the marble. She dragged the thick leather folder containing the new divorce documents out of her designer bag and threw it onto the vanity.“Lucky for you some patrol team found the assailants and cleared them after sensing danger. Otherwise, you'd be fried fish by now. And you dare threaten me.”She scoffed.“You think you can hide behind you

  • CHAPTER THIRTEEN

    A sharp knock rattled the study door.“Come in.”Mr. White, the estate butler, entered and bowed deeply.“Master Massimo,” the butler said. “The last man from the raid team confessed before dying. He admitted that Bryce Ashcroft was the mastermind behind the attack.”Dante didn't move. He sat in the shadows behind the desk, his jaw clenching so hard a muscle twitched in his cheek. His eyes burned with a silent, toxic fury.“I am entirely unsurprised,” Dante murmured, his voice cutting through the quiet room like winter ice.Mr. White stepped forward, extending a sleek, matte-black flash drive toward the desk.“The full recorded interrogation, Master Massimo,” the butler said. “The encryption is cleared.”Dante didn't take it immediately. He looked at the drive for a long second before finally wrapping his fingers around it.“Good,” Dante murmured. “Extract the raw file. Send a copy directly to Ethane's private terminal, and route another to mine.”“Consider it done, sir,” Mr. White bo

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