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They hesitated. The first man responded again, carefully."There were additional logistics tied to new equipment, staffing expansions, and an upgraded IT infrastructure."Celestine didn’t look convinced."Then it should’ve been noted more clearly. The report lacks transparency.”She turned the last page slowly, then looked up."So, basically, this entire file is a mixture of carelessness, vague justifications, and missing pieces. And you’re handing it to me as proof of discrepancies in my father’s company?"No one said a word.Celestine leaned back slightly, her fingers tapping the file softly."I expected better from all of you.”Finally, the one who had adjusted his tie earlier, cleared his throat and leaned forward, his voice measured but tinged with a cautious edge. “Sorry to say this, Ms. Valencia, but… most of the recent mistakes here—they’re your fault.”Celestine’s eyes snapped to him, narrowing slightly. “My fault?” Her tone was sharp, incredulous, cutting through the room l
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Every head snapped toward him. The board members, caught off guard, stared in unison, their eyes narrowing as they processed his sudden intrusion. The younger man, still clutching the tablet he’d slid toward Celestine, blinked rapidly, his fingers tightening on the device.The man with the glasses spoke first, his tone sharp and suspicious. “Why? What does he want with that?” He leaned forward, adjusting his frames as he scrutinized Elijah, his voice rising slightly. “Who even are you to ask for it? This is a board matter—private. You’ve got no business touching our reports.”The first man, fingers still hovering near his tie, chimed in, his brow furrowing. “Yeah, what’s this about? You’re not part of this discussion. If you’ve got something to say, say it—don’t just demand our data.”The fourth man, softer-spoken but now edgy, added, “This isn’t a free-for-all. What’s he going to do with it? We don’t even know why he’s here.”Celestine’s eyes flashed, and she raised a hand, her voic
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Elijah held up the tablet. “Profit’s down, but revenue’s steady. Someone’s hiding cash—or pocketing it. And it’s not her.”He turned the screen toward them, showing a flat revenue line against a dipping profit. “She boosted output, cut downtime, saved a merger—every move you blamed her for made you money. So why frame her? Covering a stash? Or just mad she’s in charge?”The board sat stunned, their answers twisting back to expose their own failures—or worse. Celestine’s gaze hardened, catching the implication.Elijah lowered the tablet, his gaze shifting from the board to Celestine. The room’s tension was a coiled spring. He met her eyes, voice steady and calm.“Ms. Valencia, shall I continue? Do you want me to find out where the missing one million is? Might get stressful, but if you want, I can stay here, demand every report printed, trace every source, dig until I see where it went. Just an hour.”Celestine’s lips pressed into a thin line, her eyes flicking over the board before lo
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It was the fourth man, the soft-spoken one who had claimed he only handled operations. His hand was raised stiffly, almost as if it pained him to do it. His voice cracked slightly, but there was no mistaking the words.“I’ll talk,” he repeated, eyes fixed on Elijah.The silence that followed was deafening.Elijah didn’t move, didn’t blink. He let the weight of the man’s confession sit heavy in the room for a heartbeat longer before slowly lowering the tablet to the table.“Good,” he said, his tone still calm. “Start talking.”The others gulped—visibly, audibly. One of them shifted in his seat. Another wiped at his brow, suddenly clammy. The room seemed to shrink around them as the man slowly stood, shoulders hunched beneath the weight of what he was about to reveal.He looked directly at Elijah, then at Celestine, whose expression remained carved from stone.“I—I’m sorry,” he began, voice trembling. “Please… don’t let Ms. Valencia send me to prison. I—I’ll tell the truth. All of it.”
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Celestine’s eyes blazed as she snapped, “You idiots! Who said I would’ve even listened—been cool—if Elijah hadn’t asked me to hold back?” Her voice cut through the boardroom like a whip, her anger barely restrained.The men flinched, guilt and humiliation plastered across their faces.Elijah rose slowly, his calm presence regaining control of the room. He looked over each of them before speaking, voice steady and absolute.“Just as I promised,” he said, “you won’t be fired. You won’t be handed over to the police.”The board members exhaled in visible relief—too soon.“But,” Elijah continued, his tone sharpening, “there will be punishment. Return the million immediately—every dollar.”They nodded eagerly.“But for one full year,” Elijah said, “none of you will have any authority to interfere in company decisions. You’ll remain on the board, yes—but you’ll hold zero approval power. Think of it as being ghosts in the room. Present. But powerless.”They gasped.“This is too much,” one of
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As Celestine pressed her lips to Elijah’s, he responded, his hands instinctively finding her waist, pulling her closer. The kiss deepened—fierce, breathless.Elijah’s fingers trailed down, brushing the curve of her thigh before gripping it firmly, drawing her to him. Celestine let out a quiet breath against his lips, her body melting into his as his other hand slid up her back, steadying her. It was bold. Uncharted. Dangerous. And yet—neither of them pulled away.Celestine’s fingers curled around Elijah’s collar, tugging him closer as their lips met again—slower this time, more deliberate. Her breath hitched when his hand moved along her thigh, tracing the soft skin with a mixture of reverence and fire. She leaned into him, her body fitting against his like a puzzle piece long misplaced.“Elijah…” she whispered against his mouth, her voice unsteady yet wanting.He paused for a heartbeat, forehead resting against hers, eyes searching hers as if to confirm this wasn’t just adrenaline or
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Sierra drove for about twenty minutes, until she reached a busy street corner where Betty was already waiting, her phone in hand and her shades halfway down her nose. As soon as Sierra pulled up, Betty’s face lit up."Get in!" Sierra called with a grin, and Betty eagerly hopped into the passenger seat.The moment she settled in, Betty’s jaw dropped as she looked around the sleek, polished interior. “Wait—hold up. Whose car is this, Sierra?”“Mine,” Sierra said casually, one hand on the wheel, the other adjusting the music.“Yours?” Betty blinked in disbelief. “Ah, really? You bought a car?!”Sierra nodded with a small smile. “Yeah. Well… technically I paid like one percent of it. Elijah did the rest. He said it’s a gift.”Betty's mouth flew open. “What?! Elijah just gifted you a whole car? This is insane!” She ran her fingers along the dashboard, eyes wide. “This is so beautiful, my God. Girl, this interior? The smell? I feel like I should be paying rent just to sit in here.”Sierra l
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A few minutes passed as Elijah and Felix sat quietly in the car, then Elijah’s phone buzzed. He picked it up and saw the same number calling back.He answered swiftly. “Hello?”The policeman’s voice came through. “Yes, Mr. Westbrook. We checked—someone named Damian Cresswell was indeed brought here. He’s been in the holding cell since yesterday. Actually, we’re about to proceed with his case today.”Elijah gave a slow nod. “Is your station head around?”“Yes, sir. He’s in his office now.”Elijah’s expression sharpened. “Alright, I’m coming around then.”Elijah hung up and glanced at Felix. “Confirmed. He’s there. Let’s go.”Sierra and Betty finally pulled into the bustling lot of one of the city’s largest and most luxurious shopping malls. Its wide entrance buzzing with people going in and out, arms full of bags.Sierra smoothly parked her new car, the engine purring to a stop as she turned the key and unbuckled her seatbelt.“Whew! This place looks packed,” Betty said, already eyeing
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Phantom’s expression hardened immediately. His jaw clenched as he stepped closer to the man on the ground, glaring down at him like something rotten.“This idiot…” he muttered, the disgust in his voice unmistakable.He looked up at Elijah, his voice rising with bitter edge.“Two weeks ago, a father came to me — desperate, shaking. His fourteen-year-old daughter had gone missing after school. They searched everywhere. Nothing.”Phantom's eyes burned, his fists slowly curling at his sides.“We found her three days later. In an abandoned building on the edge of town. She was barely breathing, drugged, bruised, used.”He tilted his head toward the man on the ground.“This one is the bastard who took her.”The men around fell silent. Some averted their eyes. Others clenched their jaws.Phantom continued, voice now as sharp as broken glass.“He lured her in like a predator. Promised her a ‘modeling opportunity.’ Got her in his car. And when the parents tried to go to the police…”He gave a
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Just as the police began filing out and the air started to settle, a sudden burst of movement shattered the moment.One of Phantom’s men — the same one who had once tried to rob Elijah that night — stepped forward, his face twisted with rage. He couldn’t hold it in anymore.“How dare you say our boss is under you?!” he snarled, eyes burning as he charged at Elijah.“I’ll teach you a lesson, you arrogant—”But he didn’t get far.Phantom moved like a lightning strike.His hand shot out and snatched the man by the collar, jerking him back mid-lunge. Before the thug could even speak another word—SMACK!SMACK!Two brutal slaps landed across the man’s face — loud, raw, devastating. The second one sent him sprawling sideways, a sharp crack echoing as a tooth flew out and hit the ground.The man staggered, blood dripping from his mouth, his cheeks flushed red and swelling rapidly. He stumbled to his knees, groaning.Phantom towered over him, seething.“How dare you?” he growled, his voice li
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Phantom’s jaw tightened. For a moment, he didn’t answer. Then he let out a hard breath through his nose and stepped forward, facing Elijah squarely.“Even though I’m ruthless,” Phantom said firmly, “I’ve never murdered the innocent. I don’t do that. Nor do I traffic, rape, or touch women. Never.”He pointed a blood-stained finger toward the ground.“Yes, I beat people. I break bones. I punish those who cross the line. But don’t let them add things I don’t do. I don’t run like that.”There was a raw honesty in his voice — harsh, but real.One of the officers behind Dorson scoffed and stepped forward.“So you beat people?” he snapped.“And who gave you that right? Huh? Who gave you the power to take the law into your own hands?”Phantom’s eyes flared with rage. He turned sharply, stepping toward the officer, his voice venomous.“I’m the underworld boss.” He spat the words like fire. “You don’t tell me what to do. I answer to no one.”The tension roared back in like a tidal wave.Dorson
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Outside, the standoff stretched tight as a drawn wire. Phantom Reiss stood at the center of his compound, his men tense behind him, facing down the five armed officers who had dared to walk into his territory.Superintendent Dorson didn’t budge. His stance was firm, voice cutting through the air with authority.“Cooperate, Phantom,” he said, slowly stepping forward. “Let’s make this smooth. You come with us, answer questions, and we won’t have to escalate.”He gave a sharp glance around the compound.“But if you resist—if you think this is some game—you’re going to find your base surrounded in less than five minutes.”Dorson’s hand dropped slightly toward the radio clipped to his vest.“SWAT is already two blocks out. Drones are circling. One word from me, and this place becomes a war zone.”The threat hung heavy in the night air.Phantom’s jaw tensed, eyes narrowing. His men shifted behind him, muttering nervously now. Some lowered their weapons, sensing the growing danger.Just then
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Outside, although it was dark, there were lights making the place a bit bright. Phantom Reiss stepped out into the open, his boots crunching heavily against the gravel. The dim security lights from the compound buzzed above, casting flickering shadows over the yard.In front of him stood five uniformed officers, guns raised, eyes locked with purpose.Each one had their weapon trained directly at Phantom’s chest.Behind him, his men fanned out silently, weapons in hand but still lowered, unsure if this would escalate or dissolve.Superintendent Dorson stood at the front, tall, unflinching, hand resting near his holstered pistol.He didn’t blink as he spoke.“Phantom Reiss.” His voice was loud and steady.“You and your men are under arrest. Lay down your weapons and surrender immediately.”Phantom’s lip curled. “Under arrest?” he repeated, voice rising with disbelief and fury.He took a single step forward, shoulders squared.“Are you sick, Dorson? Do you even know whose house you’re st
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Meanwhile, Felix arrived back at the estate. After locking the car and walking in, he stepped into the familiar living room and immediately noticed someone seated on the couch, legs crossed, holding a bowl of popcorn and munching quietly. It was Betty. She looked relaxed and beautiful in a casual top and shorts, her hair tied back slightly, eyes on the large screen.She looked up, recognizing him instantly. The last time she’d seen Felix was when she barged in with panic, telling Elijah Sierra was missing.“Hey, evening,” Felix said with a polite nod, closing the door behind him.“Hi,” Betty replied with a small smile. “Want some?” she asked, holding the bowl of popcorn toward him.Felix shook his head gently. “No, thank you, I’m good,” he said, before moving to take a seat at the other end of the couch.Just then, Sierra walked into the hall, tying the straps of her apron around her waist. She paused the moment she saw Felix, her eyes scanning the hall as if expecting someone else to
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Elijah stood tall, his voice calm but pressing,"Look, it's late, and I have better places to be. How much did he pay you exactly? I'm offering double — no games."Phantom Reiss stared at him for a long moment, his mind racing.If he accepted, that would be about $20,000 straight into his hands — quick, clean, no stress.Twenty thousand dollars was a lot, even for him. It could fuel operations, pay off men, replace broken equipment, or even bribe some important names around the city.But then again... what if this Elijah was bluffing?Phantom’s hand twitched slightly at his side.He turned and glanced at his men — they were all watching him, waiting to see what decision he would make. Even the man who had beaten the body hanging from the ceiling had paused, staring.He could feel the weight of the moment pressing down.Elijah didn’t move. He just stood there,
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Phantom’s eyes darkened, his jaw clenching, but Elijah wasn’t done yet."You’re not even your own boss then," Elijah continued, smirking."You’re just a puppet on Nathaniel’s strings. He throws a few coins at you, and you bark and fetch like a dog?"A few of the men visibly flinched, the insult hanging heavily in the air.Phantom's hands balled into fists at his sides, his body stiffening, but Elijah leaned in slightly, smiling even wider."I expected more from a man with a name like Phantom Reiss," Elijah said mockingly."But it turns out you’re just another street thug in a fancy cage playing gangster.”The room was dead silent for a moment. Even the dogs in the cages seemed to sense the tension, their growls low and threatening.Phantom Reiss’ nostrils flared, and his voice came out low and murderous,"You’ve got a death wish, Elijah Westbrook.”Phantom’s dark eyes glared coldly through the flickering light of the grim room.Nathaniel's voice came from the phone speaker, smug and v
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His cold, sharp eyes locked onto Elijah's calm, unwavering face.There was a moment of chilling silence, the sound of the dogs barking faintly behind them filling the heavy air.Phantom frowned slightly, as if assessing Elijah from head to toe.The blood-stained singlet on his chest stuck awkwardly to his skin, his muscles tense, the brutal energy he carried unmistakable.Yet before him stood Elijah — unflinching, arms slightly loose at his sides, his expression unreadable, almost casual.Phantom dropped the stick to the ground with a loud thud, wiped his hands slowly on a dirty cloth nearby, and took two slow steps closer, the tension thickening with every move.Phantom stared at Elijah for a long moment before a twisted smile curved on his lips.He opened his arms wide slightly and said in a low, taunting tone,"Elijah Westbrook... welcome."Elijah remained calm, his sharp gaze surveying the room again — the cages, the brutal scene behind Phantom, the men standing like loyal wolves
