2025-10-27 17:37:59In the most luxurious top-floor office of the DeGrand Group, a woman of striking elegance rose swiftly to her feet, gesturing for several security personnel to follow her. She then strode into the elevator and stabbed the button for the first floor.
Her face was grave and deathly pale, her eyes fixed on the descending floor numbers as if willing the elevator to reach the ground floor instantly.
But at the 8th floor, the elevator stopped and the doors slid open. The secretary outside spotted Ivy and bowed her head with delight and deference. "Miss Harrington, I've successfully brought the VIP up. We're saved!"
Miss Harrington had repeatedly instructed her that once they secured this important guest, their current crisis would be resolved!
But the moment she finished speaking, the secretary felt an inexplicable chill wash over her. She looked up in confusion, only to be met with the horrifying sight of Miss Harrington glaring at her in fury.
"I just received a call from our VIP guest. He sounded extremely displeased and said he's still waiting on the first floor. Bianca, who the hell did you bring up?!"
What!
Bianca's mind went blank. She had brought up the wrong people! If this angered their VIP, then she, then she...
SLAP!
Ivy struck her secretary hard across the face, leaving a vivid handprint on her cheek!
"What are you standing there for? Get downstairs with me right now and apologize to our guest!"
The secretary finally snapped back to reality in terror. Ignoring the stinging pain on her face, she quickly lowered her head and hurried to stand behind Ivy, drenched in cold sweat, not daring to look up.
The elevator doors slammed shut. When they opened again, she saw the man she had barely glanced at earlier now calmly sweeping his gaze over her before fixing it directly on her boss, Ivy.
Ivy moved forward, her high heels clicking urgently across the marble floor. Bianca followed uneasily as Ivy strode straight up to the man, then watched in mounting dread as Ivy's body tensed and she bowed slightly in apology.
A bead of cold sweat rolled down Ivy's cheek and dropped to the ground.
"Mr. Smith, I sincerely apologize for my tardiness. My secretary failed to receive you properly. Please forgive us!"
With that, Ivy shot Bianca a pointed look. Bianca immediately rushed forward and dropped to her knees before Mr. Smith with a thud, her heart pounding wildly.
"Mr. Smith! Please forgive me. I—I was blind and foolish. I didn't recognize your identity. It was all my fault. Please, don't hold this mistake against me..."
But to the secretary's despair, Donald glanced at her and said nothing.
The secretary felt her hope crumble.
Just then, Ivy suddenly stepped forward, her figure casting a shadow over her. Then Ivy pointed to the red, swollen handprint on her face.
"Mr. Smith, I've already disciplined this foolish subordinate of mine on your behalf. So perhaps..."
Ivy looked at Donald with a mixture of tension and anticipation.
For a moment, Donald simply maintained an impassive exterior while regarding Ivy with a hint of appreciation beneath the surface.
He had only used the secretary incident as a way to observe how Ivy treated those around her. Now he got it.
On the surface, she was being ruthlessly harsh with her secretary, but in reality, she was doing everything in her power to protect her.
Moreover, her beauty surpassed Jane's in every aspect—both in refinement and sharpness. No wonder the warden said there wasn't a man in Boston worthy of Ivy's attention.
The corner of Donald's mouth curved into a faint smile. His voice was calm yet cutting.
"It's nothing. I'm not so easily rattled. What I want to know…" His eyes locked onto hers. "…is what you want from me."
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Chapter 119
The phone rang again, sharp and insistent, slicing through the heavy silence of Thomas Lewis’s office.Thomas stopped pacing and stared at the screen. The number was unfamiliar—but he already knew who it would be. Slowly, deliberately, he picked up.“Speak,” he said.On the other end, the man hesitated, as though weighing his words carefully. “Sir… this is the investigator you assigned to monitor Ivy Harrington and DeGrand Corporation.”Thomas’s eyes narrowed. “You’re the one calling me now?” His voice was calm, but beneath it coiled impatience and fury. “You’d better have something worth interrupting me for.”“Yes, sir,” the man replied quickly. “I do. And I believe it explains what happened to your men.”Thomas straightened at once. His grip tightened on the phone. “Go on.”The investigator inhaled. “Sir, after tracing the last known movements of your operatives and reviewing all available footage, eyewitness accounts, and intercepted communications, we uncovered a critical detail.
Chapter 118
The day after the chaos at DeGrand Corporation, the staff were still in disbelief. Whispers lingered in the hallways, floating from office to office. Some of the employees who had witnessed the events firsthand were convinced it had been Donald who had handled the men, but even for them, the memory seemed almost surreal.“I don’t understand it,” one young employee murmured to another as they sipped their morning coffee in the break room. “I saw him take on those men. He’s not even as big as one of them! And yet… he overpowered all of them like they were nothing.”“I know,” the other replied, shaking his head. “I was right outside the office door. I saw how fast he moved, how precise he was. But honestly… it doesn’t make sense. How could one man do that to four or five trained, armed thugs?”Another staff member, older and more cynical, chimed in, his voice low. “There’s more to him than we’re seeing. There has to be. No one can do what he did without some… special skill, or training w
Chapter 117
The office was tense. Donald’s presence filled the room with an authority that seemed almost tangible. The four men who had stormed Ivy’s office, armed and confident just minutes before, now cowered on the floor, their faces bruised, clothes disheveled, and pride completely shattered. Their pleas for mercy echoed weakly against the walls, but Donald remained unmoved.“You think begging will save you?” he asked calmly, his voice ice-cold, eyes fixed on each of them in turn. “You crossed a line that you cannot return from.”One of the men, the self-proclaimed leader, struggled to sit up, blood trickling from his split lip. “Please… Mister… we didn’t know who we were dealing with! Thomas… Thomas sent us… we didn’t have a choice!”Donald’s lips curled into a faint, humorless smile. “Choice? There is always a choice. You chose wrong. And now, you’ll pay the price for it. Not today, not tomorrow—you’ll pay until you understand what happens when you threaten the people I protect.”The men lo
Chapter 116
The man on the floor groaned softly, his face turned away from Donald, jaw clenched as if silence alone might save him.Donald stood over him, unmoving.The office was a mess—chairs overturned, files scattered, the faint smell of fear still hanging in the air. Outside, distant sirens wailed, but inside the room, time seemed to slow, tightening around the single moment Donald was waiting for.“Don’t pretend this ends if you keep quiet,” Donald said calmly. “You’ve already crossed that line.”The man laughed weakly, a sound more bitter than amused. “You don’t understand,” he muttered. “Some names aren’t meant to be spoken.”Donald crouched in front of him, his eyes cold and unwavering. “You’re already in trouble,” he replied. “The only question now is whether you make it worse for yourself.”The man swallowed hard. Sweat trickled down his temple. He knew Donald wasn’t bluffing—but fear still held him back. Fear of the man who had sent them. Fear of what would happen if he talked.“I can
Chapter 115
As soon as the four remaining men stepped forward together, something in Donald changed.It wasn’t loud. It wasn’t dramatic. But Ivy felt it instantly.The calm, measured presence she had been clinging to—the steady man who had stood between her and danger—hardened into something colder, sharper. His posture shifted subtly, his shoulders setting, his gaze narrowing with focus so intense it felt almost physical. Whatever restraint he had been holding onto vanished.He didn’t wait for them to make the first move.He attacked.The moment their feet shifted, Donald surged forward, closing the distance with startling speed. There was no hesitation, no wasted motion. He didn’t give them time to think, to plan, or to coordinate. His body moved with purpose, like a weapon finally unsheathed.The first man barely managed to lift his arm before Donald knocked it aside with a sharp, controlled strike. In the same instant, Donald drove a solid blow into the man’s midsection. The impact was precis
Chapter 114
The man’s grip on Donald’s shirt tightened. His knuckles whitened as rage surged through him, veins standing out along his forearm. His face was inches from Donald’s, breath hot and bitter, laced with contempt.“You really must want to die,” he repeated, every word dripping with menace.Donald didn’t flinch.His eyes remained steady, dark and unblinking, as if the man’s fury were nothing more than background noise. When he spoke, his voice was calm—almost bored—so composed it felt insulting.“Let me go,” Donald said evenly. “Walk away while you still can.”The man let out a harsh laugh, short and humorless.“You don’t get to give orders here.”His arm drew back, muscles coiling as he prepared to strike, intent written clearly across his face.Ivy screamed.The sound tore from her throat, sharp and desperate, echoing off the walls of the office. Her heart felt like it was about to burst as she watched the man’s arm rise, her mind screaming that she was about to witness something ir
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