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WE PREPARE FOR WAR
CHAPTER 85:"House arrest ensures Mr. Valerio remains available for questioning," the President said firmly. "It is a standard precaution given the severity of the allegations.""Even if Ms. Moreau's testimony casts doubt on the circumstances," the President continued, looking at Isabella with respect, "it does not change the fact that multiple people died. That a building was burned. These matters require thorough investigation."Jean-Baptiste Moreau stepped forward, his presence commanding immediate attention.The President's expression shifted slightly, recognition, respect, and perhaps a touch of wariness.Because Jean-Baptiste Moreau wasn't just wealthy.He was powerful.His banking empire financed governments. His influence stretched across continents. His family had been shaping North American politics and economics for over a century."Mr. President," Jean-Baptiste said, his voice calm but carrying an unmistakable edge. "I understand your position. However, I must respectfully
HOUSE ARREST
CHAPTER 84:Burst wasn't even the right word.The door slammed open with such force that it hit the wall with a deafening BANG that made everyone in the room jump.Every head turned.Standing in the doorwayWas Isabella Moreau.She looked radiant despite everything. Her dark hair fell in perfect waves over her shoulders. She wore an elegant navy blue dress, simple but expensive.Her left hand was bandaged carefully, the index finger that had been broken still healing.And beside her...Her father.Jean-Baptiste Moreau. Owner of the Moreau banking empire. One of the wealthiest men in North America.His expression was thunderous.The room had gone completely silent.Isabella's eyes swept across the space, taking in Elena's tears, Oliver's fury, Catalina's victimhood.Then her gaze landed on the Imago.And she smiled.It was a small, sad smile. But genuine."I'm sorry I'm late," Isabella said, her voice clear and carrying. "I had to take the next available flight to be here."She walked
HE IS A MURDERER
CHAPTER 83:The tension in the boardroom was palpable, thick enough to cut with a knife.Adrian's Imago stood at the front of the room, his presentation still displayed on the massive screen behind him.His proposal had been thorough, detailed, and devastatingly well-prepared. The architectural renderings were stunning, the financial projections were conservative but ambitious, and the timeline was aggressive yet achievable.For a moment, it seemed like Diamond Consolidated had the upper hand.Then Camila stood.Slowly. Deliberately.Her dark eyes locked onto the Imago with laser focus, and a cold smile played at her lips."Mr. Valerio," she said, her voice smooth as silk but edged with steel. "Your presentation is impressive. Truly. Your partnerships are solid, your timeline is realistic, and your budget is competitive."She paused, letting the compliment hang in the air."But there's something we need to address before this process can continue."The Imago's expression didn't change
CAMILA VS VALERIO
CHAPTER 82The boardroom had filled significantly since the Valerio group's arrival.What had started as an intimate gathering of key players had transformed into something resembling a grand spectacle.Along the walls, in plush seating areas specifically designed for observers, sat some of the wealthiest and most influential people in North America.Tech billionaires. Oil magnates. Fashion moguls. Media personalities.All dressed in designer suits and couture gowns, their jewelry catching the light as they whispered among themselves.This wasn't just a business deal.It was entertainment for the elite.A gladiatorial match where billions of dollars and political power were the stakes.Adrian's Imago noted each face with clinical precision, his enhanced senses picking up every whispered conversation, every subtle shift in body language.They were hungry.Hungry for drama. For conflict. For someone to fall.The President's assistant, a severe-looking woman in her fifties with steel-gra
THE FINAL BID I
CHAPTER 81The limousine screeched to a halt in front of the Golden Heights Auction House, a massive, imposing building with sleek glass walls and towering marble columns.The place was swarming with reporters, cameras, and security personnel.Adrian's Imago stepped out of the limousine first.Immediately, the reporters surged forward, shouting questions over each other."Mr. Valerio! You're late! Do you have a statement?""Are you confident about tonight's bid?""What's your strategy against Camila Reyes?""Is it true you're working with Kael Ashford?"The Imago's ice-blue eyes swept over the crowd.Then, slowly, deliberately, they began to glow.Just faintly. Just enough.His pupils expanded slightly, the blue seeming to pulse with an inner light."Excuse me," the Imago said softly, his voice carrying despite the noise.And just like thatThe reporters stepped aside.Their expressions went blank for just a moment, eyes unfocusing, mouths closing mid-shout, then they moved out of the
THE IMOGI III
CHAPTER 80:The alter ego's eyebrows rose slightly, a smirk playing at his lips. "Well," he said, his voice dropping to something almost amused, "this is forward."Lyra ignored him, her expression clinical as she pulled the shirt open wider.Rafael's voice exploded through the room. "What do you think you're doing?!"He moved forward as if to intervene, but Kael grabbed his arm, holding him back."Wait," Kael said quietly. "Let her work."Lyra's hands traced along the alter ego's chest, not sexually, but analytically, like a doctor examining a patient.Her fingers mapped the contours of muscle that shouldn't be there.The alter ego's smirk widened. "You know, usually people buy me dinner first."Lyra's eyes narrowed. "Shut up."She pressed her palm flat against his sternum, closing her eyes. Golden light flickered briefly beneath her hand.Then she stepped back, her expression grave."Look," she said, gesturing to his exposed torso.Everyone's eyes followed.The alter ego's body was..
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