2025-04-26 15:11:43The memory of Katherine’s sneer was still fresh when Yemin slid into his car, but he didn’t waste another second thinking about her.
The ring that he once gave to the girl who had saved him.
It was never meant for someone like Katherine Shaw.
His jaw tightened.
Not anymore.
Without another glance at the Morgan Group building, Yemin started the engine and pulled away, merging into the heavy city traffic with quiet determination.
Meanwhile, back at the entrance of Morgan Group, Katherine was seething.
"How dare he walk away like that?" she hissed, her nails digging into James Franx’s arm.
James grimaced, pulling his sleeve free. "Yemin’s not worth it. Focus on fixing your reputation first."
"My reputation?" Katherine laughed bitterly. "He destroyed everything I built! He thinks he can humiliate me and get away with it?"
Her voice rose, causing heads to turn.
"If you don’t shut up," he warned, "you’ll drag us both down even further."
Katherine glared at the doors where Yemin had vanished.
She would make him regret ever crossing her.
By the time Yemin reached the mansion, the night air had grown cool, washing the towering estate in moonlight.
He parked at the far end of the driveway, stepping out with calm, measured movements.
He pushed open the grand front doors and headed straight for the storage room upstairs.
But fate had other plans.
A sharp voice rang out from the landing above.
"Well, look what the cat dragged in."
Yemin looked up to see Mrs. Shaw descending the stairs, a sour smile stretching across her painted lips.
"What do you want, Yemin?" she spat. "Haven't you humiliated our family enough?"
Yemin remained silent, his face a mask of indifference.
"You don't belong here anymore," Mrs. Shaw continued, blocking his path. "This house isn't yours. Katherine's moved on. You should too."
He moved past her with ease, ignoring her shrill accusations.
"Don’t you dare walk away from me!" she screeched.
Yemin paused halfway up the stairs, casting her a cold glance over his shoulder.
"I’m not here for her," he said flatly. "I’m here to take back what belongs to me."
Mrs. Shaw’s eyes narrowed, but Yemin was already gone, disappearing into the second floor.
The storage room smelled of dust and old memories.
Opening it with steady hands, he found it—the simple, elegant ring that had once been his mother’s.
He stared at it for a long moment, emotions tightening in his chest.
Carefully, he tucked the ring into his pocket and turned to leave.
But Mrs. Shaw was waiting at the bottom of the stairs, a phone in her hand.
"I’m calling security," she threatened. "You’ll be thrown out like the beggar you are!"
Yemin descended the steps slowly, his voice calm, almost pitying.
"Call whoever you want. I’m done here."
Mrs. Shaw shrieked behind him, but he didn’t look back.
Back at Morgan Group, Faye sat across from Chairman Hargrove, her heart pounding.
The contract was right there, waiting for her signature.
She picked up the pen with trembling fingers, trying to steady her breathing.
"Congratulations," Chairman Hargrove said warmly. "We’re looking forward to working with you."
"Thank you," Faye said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Inside, she knew the truth.
It was Yemin.
As soon as the meeting ended, Faye rushed out, her eyes scanning the lobby.
Where was he?
She needed to say something—anything.
But instead of Yemin, she ran headfirst into a wall of disdain.
"Knew I’d find you lurking," Katherine sneered, blocking her path.
Faye stiffened. "I have nothing to say to you."
"Of course you don’t," Katherine said mockingly. "You just cling to men like a little leech, don’t you?"
Faye flushed, but forced herself to stay calm.
"I got here because of my own merit," she said, lifting her chin. "Not because of anyone else."
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