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0089-A Banquet
Nora walked quickly out of the room, her chest pounding as she tried to hold back the tears threatening to fall. Outside, the evening wind swept through her hair, but the burning heat on her cheeks refused to fade. She felt humiliated—not only as an actress but also as a woman who had tried to charm Zander.Meanwhile, inside Biella’s office, silence filled the air after the door closed. Biella stared at the door Nora had just shut, her expression showing deep disappointment.“Do you really not know her?” Biella asked softly, still hoping her husband had a better reason than simple forgetfulness.Zander looked at his wife and slowly shook his head. “Maybe I helped her once,” he said flatly. “But I truly don’t remember. During the war, I helped many people like soldiers, civilians, even volunteers. It’s impossible to remember them all.”Biella lowered her gaze. She knew Zander did not mean to sound cold, but disappointment still pierced her heart. She felt she had failed to seize t
0088-What the Hell?
“I had a relationship with Zander in the past.” Biella fell silent. But she tried to stay calm, attempting to think positively. “Oh... so you two are old friends?” Nora shook her head slowly but firmly. “More than that.” Those words made Biella’s chest tighten. Yet she didn’t show any strong reaction. She simply turned to Ve and said in a flat tone, “Call Zander. Tell him to come here now.” Ve bowed and quickly walked away. Meanwhile, Biella stood stiffly, hiding the slowly boiling feelings inside her chest. She tried to stay rational, to look professional. But behind it all, she knew she was feeling jealous. She didn’t understand why her feelings for Zander ran so deep. Even though she herself couldn’t fully remember everything about their past. But there was something in her heart that couldn’t be denied—something that struggled when hearing that another woman had Zander... more than just a friend. He was already her legal husband. Their marriage was not fully based on love
0087-Excuse Me...
In a dimly lit room with a warm atmosphere and the scent of old roses, Darren sat across from Madam Nousa, who looked elegant and calm as always. Between them lay a leather folder containing important documents. Madam Nousa pushed the folder toward him with a steady hand. “I have prepared everything,” she said softly but firmly. “This is the business you will take over.” Darren opened the folder slowly, flipping through the pages inside — details of assets, financial reports, client lists, and a business structure unfamiliar to him. The longer he read, the more his eyebrows furrowed. “What am I supposed to do with all this?” he muttered in confusion. “This… this is not my field, Mom.” He closed the folder with a heavy sigh. “All this time I’ve managed the technology and heavy equipment business at Xanta Group. That’s my passion. But this? This is prostitution!” Madam Nousa took a deep breath, as if she had expected her son’s reaction. Her eyes looked at Darren softly but with
0086-...Betrays Me
Biella sat at the end of the long glass table, exuding elegance and charisma. Around her, investors—some from overseas—listened intently to the presentation. Slide after slide displayed Xanta Group’s upcoming plans, which many believed were destined for success. An elderly investor from Pran nodded in approval. “I’ve never seen such a rapid comeback. You’ve truly made us consider a significant capital injection.” Biella offered a diplomatic smile. “We’re not just making a comeback, Mr. Jacques. We’re building a stronger foundation. And this time, we know exactly who stands with us… and who’s merely watching from afar.” *** Meanwhile, at the very top floor of the Xanta Group building, the atmosphere was vastly different. The expansive space resembled a private penthouse more than a conventional office. Floor-to-ceiling glass walls offered a sweeping view of Venua City from one of its most prestigious vantage points. A minimalist bed stood to the left, while a black office ch
0085-Delta
The skies of Venua were shrouded in gray clouds as the camera panned to a monolithic skyscraper. The FOREÉ GROUP logo gleamed along the side of the building, reflecting their two-decade-long dominance in the fashion industry. At the very top floor, the CEO’s office exuded cold luxury. Black leather furniture, shelves lined with prestigious business awards, and a large abstract painting dominated the back wall. Behind a wide dark marble desk sat Goza, a man in his forties with a cold face and a cruel kind of handsomeness. His suit was impeccably tailored, his hair slicked back to perfection. Standing before him was a slim man in glasses—Oman, his loyal secretary, who often appeared tense in the presence of his boss. “There’s a report from the market analyst,” Oman said, handing over a tablet. “Xanta Group—the company owned by the Xanta family—has just released their first fashion line. And… the market’s response has been rather aggressive.” Goza raised an eyebrow. “Xanta Group?” h
0084-Zander's Idea
Once Zander and Biella left the house, the atmosphere in the dining room exploded. Darren, who had been holding back his anger, finally couldn't contain his emotions any longer. With a rough motion, he slammed the empty chair next to him, causing it to tumble violently and crash to the floor. The glasses and plates on the table trembled, some even falling and shattering into pieces. "I've been humiliated in front of everyone!" Darren shouted, his eyes red, his breath heavy. Without waiting any longer, the aunts and their children quickly began leaving the dining room one by one, whispering to each other and lowering their heads in fear. They knew that Darren, in his rage, was not someone who could be confronted with logic. Since childhood, Darren had been known for his terrible temper, and when his anger exploded, no one dared to get close. In the corner of the room stood Austin—a tall man dressed in a black suit, a shadowy figure known as the head of security for the Xanta
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