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The restaurant seemed to freeze in time.

Gasps rippled through the elegant dining area as the tension at Ethan and Alice’s table grew unbearable. Guests abandoned their foie gras and flutes of champagne, turning to whisper behind their manicured fingers. It wasn’t every day someone dared to stir chaos at The Seraphine.

A woman nearby whispered to her companion, voice sharp with curiosity and thinly veiled judgment:

“Who are those two? That guy in white—he acts like he owns the place.”

Her friend shook her head, eyes narrowing.

“No clue. But the other one… that’s some serious tension. He’s not letting go, and that grip? Ice cold.”

From another table, a man in a tailored suit murmured to his date, brows furrowed.

“Looks like trouble. You don’t see that kind of confrontation here very often. Someone must be important.”

The woman beside him leaned closer, voice hushed but eager.

“Important, or dangerous. Maybe both. That grip is like a vice—he’s not bluffing.”

“Something about that white
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    Ethan let out a cold, humorless laugh.SMACK!The sound of the slap echoed like a gunshot. Michael’s head jerked violently to the side, Ethan’s palm leaving an angry red welt on his cheek. Blood spurted from Michael’s mouth—a mix of spit and crimson streaming down his chin.A gasp swept through the restaurant like a wave.“Oh my God!”“Did he just slap Michael Perez?!”“Holy crap, that sounded like a whip!”Plates clattered. A glass shattered. A woman shrieked, clutching her pearls. Chairs scraped as people backed away from the confrontation like it was radioactive.Michael stumbled, his hand to his cheek, eyes wide with rage.“Y-You’re dead!” he howled. “Do you even know who I am?! You’re finished! I’ll make you disappear, you piece of trash!”“That’s Michael Perez! He’s from that Perez family!”“No one touches a Perez. No one!”“This man is either insane or suicidal!”Michael’s lips curled into a snarl as blood dribbled between his teeth. He looked like a rabid dog ready to bite.Bu

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    The restaurant seemed to freeze in time. Gasps rippled through the elegant dining area as the tension at Ethan and Alice’s table grew unbearable. Guests abandoned their foie gras and flutes of champagne, turning to whisper behind their manicured fingers. It wasn’t every day someone dared to stir chaos at The Seraphine.A woman nearby whispered to her companion, voice sharp with curiosity and thinly veiled judgment:“Who are those two? That guy in white—he acts like he owns the place.”Her friend shook her head, eyes narrowing.“No clue. But the other one… that’s some serious tension. He’s not letting go, and that grip? Ice cold.”From another table, a man in a tailored suit murmured to his date, brows furrowed.“Looks like trouble. You don’t see that kind of confrontation here very often. Someone must be important.”The woman beside him leaned closer, voice hushed but eager.“Important, or dangerous. Maybe both. That grip is like a vice—he’s not bluffing.”“Something about that white

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    The Morgan family fell into a stunned silence.The air seemed to thicken, heavy with disbelief and tension. The news had landed like a thunderclap, shattering Belen Morgan’s carefully constructed plans for the second time. His jaw clenched, face twisting in barely contained rage as the implications set in—he’d been outmaneuvered again.He broke the silence with a sharp, accusatory bark. “Ethan! What the hell did you do? How did you manage this?”Ethan stood tall, his expression unreadable and voice like ice. “I did what needed to be done. And let me make something very clear—if any of you so much as think about troubling Alice again, Nova Corp will cancel your partnership for good. No negotiations. You don’t want to work with the Morgans anymore? Fine. Alice will have far better opportunities… ones you won’t be welcome in.”Not a single Morgan dared to speak. The silence in the room was absolute, broken only by the sound of Belen’s breathing, heavy with fury.Without waiting for a res

  • 48

    Alice was in despair. Her voice dripped with bitter sarcasm as she looked at Belen. “Do you really think John Perez would just accept me because we send me to him like some pawn? You’re delusional if you believe that.”Belen was momentarily stunned by her sharp tone but quickly recovered, a cruel sneer spreading across his face. “Does it matter if he accepts you willingly? I can always drug John. As long as you end up in his bed—married or not—the family benefits. That’s all that counts.”Alice’s fury flared at Belen’s shamelessness. “You’re disgusting!” she spat, voice trembling. But no one else spoke up — everyone else silently nodded in agreement. The plan was accepted.Before she could protest further, the heavy front door opened, and Ethan stepped in, his brow furrowed with concern. “Who said the cooperation with the Morgan family has been canceled?” His voice cut through the thick tension.Belen laughed, loud and mocking. “You don’t even know what’s happening, do you? You’re so

  • 47

    The police officers filed in, their presence heavy and final. At their head, Nova Corp’s private legal counsel, a sharp-eyed woman named Marissa, stepped forward with a folder in hand. Ethan’s voice cut through the stunned silence. “Maxime Trent, you are suspected of embezzling over fifty million dollars from company assets.” Maxime’s face fell, shock and despair flooding his features. “That’s impossible… I didn’t—” Ethan raised a hand, stopping him cold. “The financial audit shows clear evidence. Transfers through multiple accounts, disguised as legitimate expenses. The amount matches exactly what’s missing.” Marissa nodded solemnly. “Mr. Trent, you are now under formal investigation. We will be pressing charges. You have the right to remain silent.” Maxime was utterly crushed. He had indeed diverted company funds, and the amount was accurate. The fight drained from his body; he sank further onto the floor, utterly defeated. Ethan had clearly planned this moment all along — to s

  • 46

    The boardroom door creaked open, its sound cutting through the tense air like a blade.Every head turned.And in walked Ethan Storm.The silence was electric. Disbelieving eyes followed his every step as he walked with slow, measured confidence toward the long table. Then—Maxime’s expression snapped. His smugness dissolved into incredulous fury. “What are you doing here?” he barked. “You’re just a VIP client. You have no right to meddle in a Nova Corp board meeting!”Ethan said nothing at first. His shoes clicked against the polished floor as he strolled forward.Then he stopped at the owner’s seat—the one chair no one ever dared to sit in. It had been vacant for years. Symbolic. Revered. Reserved for the mysterious owner whose identity had always remained hidden.Without a word, Ethan sat down.A beat of stunned silence—then laughter erupted around the room.“He’s lost it,” Grayman snorted.“What a joke,” Hendricks chuckled. “Sit there? Does he think we’re idiots?”Even Bernard lean

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