2025-04-26 15:23:11Katherine paced her spacious office, her designer heels clicking rhythmically against the marble floor as she scrolled through her phone. The guest list for her birthday celebration was growing impressively—CEOs, socialites, and influential figures from across the city had all confirmed their attendance. Yet her victory felt hollow after the devastating loss of the Group A contract.
"James, I want this birthday party to be more than just a celebration," she declared, setting her phone down with purpose. "I want to use it as an opportunity to destroy both Morgan and Faye."
James looked up from his laptop, a slow, menacing smile spreading across his face. "I like the way you think, darling. What did you have in mind?"
"I want to humiliate them so thoroughly that neither will ever recover—personally or professionally." Katherine's eyes gleamed with malice. "Especially that backstabbing bitch Faye. How dare she steal what was rightfully mine!"
"Speaking of which," James leaned forward, lowering his voice conspiratorially, "I have some resources we could use. People who owe me favors."
"What kind of resources?" Katherine's interest was piqued.
James ran a hand through his perfectly styled hair. "Let's just say I have connections to certain... organizations in the city. They operate outside the law, but they're extremely effective."
"You mean... gangsters?" Katherine's eyebrows shot up in surprise.
"I prefer to call them businessmen with alternative methods." James smirked. "I'm actually one of their leaders, though that's not exactly public knowledge."
Katherine studied him with newfound appreciation. "And all this time I thought you were just another corporate executive."
"There's a lot about me you don't know yet," James replied, his voice dropping to a seductive whisper. "That useless ex-husband of yours couldn't protect you if his life depended on it. But I can make problems disappear."
Katherine's lips curved into a smile as she circled her desk and perched on his lap. "Tell me more about these... solutions you can provide."
"For starters, we could ensure Faye's newly signed contract faces some unexpected complications." James traced a finger along her arm. "Perhaps a fire at her main factory? Or key staff suddenly deciding to quit? As for Morgan—" his expression darkened, "—I haven't forgotten how he had me slapped like a common criminal. No one humiliates me and walks away unscathed."
Katherine's eyes lit up with vindictive pleasure. "Make them both suffer," she whispered against his ear. "And make sure everyone at my birthday celebration witnesses their downfall."
Across town, Yemin sat in his private office at his discreet penthouse, staring thoughtfully at his phone. The confrontation with Katherine's mother had been frustrating but ultimately inconsequential. He could easily retrieve the rings using his authority, but something held him back—a desire to handle this personal matter without resorting to his position of power.
His thoughts were interrupted by his phone ringing. Seeing Faye's name on the screen sent an unexpected warmth through him.
"Hello, Faye," he answered, his voice noticeably softening.
"Hi, Morgan," Faye sounded hesitant. "I hope I'm not disturbing you."
"Not at all. How did the contract signing go?"
"It went well, though..." she paused, and Yemin could hear the discomfort in her voice. "I ran into Katherine afterward. It wasn't pleasant."
Yemin frowned. "Did she say something to you?"
"Nothing I couldn't handle," Faye replied quickly, though her tone suggested otherwise. "Actually, I was wondering if we could meet? There's something I'd like to discuss with you."
"Of course," Yemin agreed without hesitation. "When and where?"
"There's a small café near my office called The Copper Kettle. Would an hour from now work for you?"
"I'll be there," Yemin promised, already standing to get ready.
As he hung up, a small smile played on his lips. Meeting Faye again felt right somehow, as if pieces of a long-forgotten puzzle were finally coming together. Yet he needed to be cautious—he had to confirm she was truly the girl who had saved him all those years ago, the true owner of his mother's ring.
The Copper Kettle was a cozy establishment with warm lighting and the rich aroma of freshly ground coffee beans. Yemin arrived early, selecting a quiet corner table that offered both privacy and a view of the entrance.
When Faye walked in, he was struck again by her natural grace. Unlike Katherine's calculated elegance, everything about Faye seemed genuine—from her slightly nervous smile to the way she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear as she spotted him.
"Thanks for coming," she said, settling into the chair across from him.
"I'm glad you called," Yemin replied truthfully. "I've been hoping for a chance to talk with you again."
A waitress appeared to take their orders, and after she left, an awkward silence settled between them.
"So..." they both began simultaneously, then laughed, breaking the tension.
"Ladies first," Yemin gestured with a smile.
Faye fidgeted with her napkin. "I wanted to thank you properly for what happened at Group A. I still don't understand why the CEO would choose my company over Katherine's, but I suspect you had something to do with it."
Yemin watched her carefully. "You give me too much credit."
"Do I?" Faye tilted her head, studying him. "The CEO treated you with such respect. And then suddenly my struggling company gets chosen for a partnership that could save everything I've worked for." She leaned forward. "Who are you really, Morgan?"
Yemin knew he should be cautious, but something about Faye made him want to be honest. Still, years of protecting his identity couldn't be abandoned on a whim.
"Before I answer that," he said carefully, "there's something I've been wondering about." He watched her reaction closely as he continued. "Katherine mentioned something about a ring—she claimed you once owned a ring that matched one I have. Is that true?"
Faye's eyes widened in surprise. "A ring?" Her brow furrowed in concentration. "Wait... yes, I did have a unique ring many years ago. It had an unusual pattern, almost like half of a design." She looked up at him curiously. "You have one like it?"
Yemin's heart raced as hope surged through him. "Can you describe what happened to your ring?"
"It's strange you should ask," Faye replied, her expression clouding. "It disappeared during a visit from Katherine years ago. I never confronted her about it because I couldn't prove anything, but I always suspected she took it." She shook her head. "I don't understand—why are you asking about this ring?"
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Yemin leaned forward, his eyes focused intently on Faye as she spoke about the ring. The background noise of the café seemed to fade away as he waited for her answer."Actually," Faye said, stirring her coffee absently, "I think Katherine mentioned something about it when she was hurling accusations at me. But I'm not sure why you're asking about it?""I'm curious," Yemin replied carefully. "She mentioned you had a ring similar to one I own."Faye's brow furrowed as she searched her memories. "I did have a special ring once. It had an unusual pattern—almost like half of a complete design. I haven't seen it in years though.""Do you remember how you got it?" Yemin asked, his heart racing."It was a gift," Faye smiled softly at the recollection. "From a young boy, actually. I was maybe eleven or twelve at the time. I found him under a bridge during a rainstorm. He looked half-starved, poor thing."Yemin's breath caught in his throat. "What did you do?""I shared my lunch with him," Faye
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Faye's expression shifted from surprise to genuine concern as she listened to Katherine's tearful voice on the phone. The guilt she'd been carrying about winning the contract that had originally been Katherine's intensified with each sob that came through the line."Katherine, please don't cry. We can talk about this," Faye said softly, glancing apologetically at Yemin who sat across from her at the café table."You stole everything from me!" Katherine's voice cracked convincingly. "And now you're with my ex-husband? How could you, Faye? I thought we were friends!""It's not like that at all," Faye insisted. "Let me explain—""If you still have any shred of decency left," Katherine interrupted, "meet me at Café Lumière in thirty minutes. Just you. We need to talk."The call ended abruptly. Faye stared at her phone, conflicted emotions washing over her face.Yemin observed her carefully, noting the shift in her demeanor. "Is everything alright?""That was Katherine," Faye explained, tu
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Yemin's phone vibrated in his pocket as he was about to enter his apartment. The screen displayed an unknown number. He hesitated briefly before answering."Hello?""Mr. Ravollor," a familiar voice spoke urgently. "This is Marcus Chen."Yemin's posture straightened immediately. Marcus was Chairman Hargrove's right-hand man and one of the few people who knew his true identity."Marcus? Is everything alright?" Yemin asked, his mind already calculating possibilities."Sir, I apologize for calling from an unknown number, but it's urgent. Are you still in the city?" Marcus's voice was strained with worry."I am. What's happened?""It's Chairman Hargrove, sir. The illness—it's returned. The doctors are baffled, just like before. He's asking for you."Yemin closed his eyes momentarily. Three years ago, he had helped save the Chairman's life using an experimental treatment his research team had developed. It seemed history was repeating itself."Text me the address. I'll be there as soon as p
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Faye arrived at Café Lumière fifteen minutes early, her stomach knotted with guilt and anticipation. The upscale establishment buzzed with afternoon patrons, soft jazz playing in the background.She chose a corner table that offered some privacy for what would undoubtedly be a difficult conversation.When Katherine walked in, Faye almost didn't recognize her. Gone was the polished businesswoman with perfect makeup and imperious posture. Instead, Katherine appeared tired, her eyes slightly puffy as though she'd been crying, her usual designer outfit replaced by a more casual ensemble.Is she really that upset about the contract? Faye wondered, guilt gnawing at her conscience. I never meant to hurt her like this.Katherine spotted Faye and approached, her expression a careful mixture of hurt and resignation."Thank you for meeting me," Katherine said, sliding into the chair opposite Faye. "I wasn't sure you would come.""Of course I came," Faye replied, reaching across the table to touc
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Yemin followed Marcus through the mansion's ornate corridors, noting how the staff stepped aside respectfully for the right-hand man of Chairman Hargrove. Marcus's strides were purposeful, his shoulders rigid with tension and lingering anger."I cannot apologize enough for the guards' behavior, Mr. Ravollor," Marcus said, breaking the silence. "Such disrespect is unacceptable."Yemin studied the man beside him. Marcus Chen had no idea who he truly was—that Yemin actually owned the company Marcus and Chairman Hargrove managed. All Marcus knew was that Yemin had saved his boss's life years ago using unorthodox methods, and that the Chairman trusted him implicitly."It's not important," Yemin replied calmly. "What matters is Chairman Hargrove's condition."They reached an elevator, and Marcus pressed his thumb against a biometric scanner. "The Chairman's private quarters are on the top floor."As they ascended, Yemin asked, "What exactly happened? When I treated him previously, the condi
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The tension in Chairman Hargrove's private suite was palpable. Medical equipment beeped steadily in the background, nurses exchanged worried glances, and the collection of prestigious doctors watched with barely concealed disdain as Marcus Chen positioned himself between Yemin and Alexander Hargrove."Alexander, please," Marcus implored, his voice low but urgent. "I know Mr. Ravollor doesn't look the part, but he saved your father's life three years ago when everyone else had given up."Alexander's jaw clenched, his expensive suit barely concealing the tension in his shoulders. "Are you out of your mind, Marcus? Look at him!" He gestured dismissively toward Yemin. "My father needs the country's top medical experts, not some street vagrant you've dragged in here."The son's resistance is unusual, Yemin thought, studying Alexander's body language. This goes beyond mere skepticism or concern.Marcus pressed on, desperation edging into his voice. "Your father specifically asked for him, A
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The afternoon sun cast long shadows across Faye's modest apartment complex as Yemin approached the door. Twenty hours had passed since Katherine Shaw's birthday party—twenty hours that James Chen had spent in a cold jail cell contemplating his poor life choices. Yemin knocked firmly, three precise raps that echoed in the quiet hallway.The door swung open almost immediately. Faye stood there, her eyes wide with surprise and what might have been relief."Yemin! You're here," she said, stepping aside to let him in. "I was so worried when you disappeared from the party."As Yemin stepped inside, he was greeted by the unexpected sight of Victoria Shaw perched on Faye's sofa like a hawk ready to strike. Katherine stood by the window, arms crossed tightly over her chest."Well, well. The man of the hour finally arrives," Victoria said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "How gracious of you to grace us with your presence."Yemin regarded her calmly. "I said I would come. Here I am."Victoria
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Katherine burst through the police station doors, her designer heels striking the floor with purpose. The front desk officer barely looked up from his computer."I need to see the captain who arrested James Chen. NOW!" Katherine demanded, her voice echoing through the station.The officer glanced up, unimpressed. "Take a seat. He'll be with you when he can.""Do you know who I am?" Katherine seethed, leaning over the desk. "My family could buy this entire precinct!""That's nice, ma'am. Please take a seat."Katherine paced the waiting area for nearly an hour, her fury growing with each passing minute. When the captain finally appeared, she launched at him immediately."How DARE you arrest James at MY birthday party!" she shouted, jabbing a manicured finger at his chest. "Do you have ANY idea the humiliation you've caused? What gives you the right to drag him out like some common criminal?"Captain Reynolds regarded her coolly. "Ms. Chen, your boyfriend filed a false police report that
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Faye stood in the shadows of the ballroom, biting the inside of her cheek as the weight of her guilt sank deeper into her chest.She watched Yemin calmly laugh at something Alessia whispered in his ear, the two of them standing far too close under the soft chandelier light. He looked at ease. Effortless. Important.How could I think he stole a car?The memory clawed at her. He had risked his safety to get her out of trouble at the last party. He was the reason she had her contract with Group A.And yet, when he needed someone, she chose silence.I left him alone… like everyone else.She swallowed hard, trying to ignore the growing ache in her chest.In a very different room, James Franx was throwing a tantrum behind steel bars.“You’re ALL fired when I get out of here!” he barked, kicking the bars like a wild animal. “My father will sue this entire precinct!”The cell next to him laughed. “Man, shut up.”“I’m serious!” James shouted back. “I’ll have your badge, your house, your whole
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Katherine stood frozen, mascara streaked down her cheeks, her hands trembling at her sides as the last officer disappeared with James.Her entire party—the lights, the music, the admiration—had been turned into a stage for her public disgrace.And the man standing at the center of it all?Yemin Ravollor.The very man she used to toss insults at in their kitchen. The same man she’d called useless, disposable.Now? He didn’t even look at her."You bastard!" she suddenly shrieked, pointing a shaking finger at him. “What lies did you tell the police?! You think I don’t know how you did it?! You weaseled your way in with some pathetic sob story and tricked them!”Yemin didn’t flinch. He simply tucked his hands into his pockets and looked past her.“I have nothing left to say to you,” he replied, calm and cold.His voice sliced through her composure like a blade. The fact that he didn’t even argue with her was the biggest insult of all.“Oh no, don’t you dare act like you’re above me now!”
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Katherine's lips curled in satisfaction the moment the uniformed officers stepped into the ballroom.She clutched James’s arm tightly, leaning into him with a victorious gleam in her eyes.“I knew it,” she said sweetly. “He must’ve escaped. Now he’ll be dragged back in handcuffs like the filthy criminal he is.”James chuckled, chest puffed with arrogance.“Took them long enough,” he said. “Let’s wrap this up. Officer!” He called out loudly. “That’s him—Yemin Ravallor. Escapee. Car thief. Arrest him!”The guests murmured again, torn between confusion and amusement.Faye’s brows furrowed as she watched the cops fan out.Wait... he didn’t escape? Then why are they here now, after everything?Before anyone could move, Captain Ford stepped forward, clearing his throat. He removed his hat with forced formality and gave a curt nod to Katherine.“Miss Shaw. Apologies for interrupting your celebration,” he said. “But I have an official announcement.”Katherine beamed and gave a dainty wave to
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