2025-12-14 06:24:54Before the next round could begin, Amy leaned closer, her voice barely audible beneath the layered hum of the Executive Club.
“Please,” she whispered. “Don’t push this any further. You’ve already recovered everything. Let me step in if someone insists on playing. Or we walk away now.”
Nathan turned to her, his expression calm yet resol
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Two hours passed beneath the muted sky of Crownville Hill, yet the property of Alistair Veylor remained silent, unyielding, almost mocking.Nathan and Darren had circled the estate repeatedly. Stone walls, sculpted hedges, polished marble surfaces—everything looked immaculate, preserved, and strangely untouched by time. Still, no entrance appeared. No seam. No mechanism. Nothing responded, no matter how aggressively Darren tested the structure.“This is bullshit,” Darren snapped, kicking a decorative stone near the garden path. “There has to be something.”Nathan said nothing. His gaze moved slowly across the architecture, searching for patterns rather than force. He had already reviewed every clue from Alistair’s notes—symbols, phrases, coordinates, fragmented memories triggered by the Aegis Tracking Node. None aligned with this place.It felt wrong.Not impossible—wrong.As though the house itself rejected the approach they were taking.Darren’s patience evaporated. He stormed towar
A Complicated Property
Darren Hart let out a low, mocking laugh as the iron gates behind them slowly closed, sealing everyone inside the grounds of Crownville Hill No. 88.“So,” he said, eyes fixed on Nathan, “you walk in like you own the place. Tell me—are you actually Alistair’s heir, or are you just pretending again?”Nira Hart stood beside him, her posture composed, her gaze sharp and analytical. Unlike Darren, she did not sneer. She assessed.“According to everything we know,” Nira added calmly, “Alistair Veylor had no recognized successor. No registered heir. No legal descendant. That means no one here has the right to claim this house.”Nathan met her eyes steadily. “I never said I was his heir.”Darren raised an eyebrow. “Then what gives you the nerve to stand here?”Nathan exhaled slowly. “I didn’t claim ownership. I followed a lead.”Aurora stepped forward before Darren could respond. Her voice was calm, yet firm. “By that logic, neither of you should be here. You aren’t heirs either.”The words l
Alistair Property
Since Nathan had succeeded in steering Veylor Group toward acquiring Astro Group for a full restructuring, anticipation had followed him like a quiet shadow. He had fulfilled his side of the unspoken bargain, stabilizing a collapsing insurance company that many believed was beyond saving. In return, he expected something far more valuable than capital or influence—answers.Yet Kade Veylor remained unmoved.The patriarch made his stance clear. Any information related to Alistair would remain sealed until Astro Group’s financial condition and public credibility were fully restored under Veylor Group’s governance. For Kade, secrets were not bargaining chips; they were legacies that demanded proof of worth.Nathan accepted that condition, even if patience weighed heavier with each passing day.Under his direction, Astro Group underwent rapid transformation. Amy Hart, whom Nathan trusted without hesitation, led the restructuring from within. Inefficient departments were dissolved. Financia
Astro Group Acquisition
The echo of the explosion rolled across the outskirts like distant thunder.Darren stood frozen beside the open door of the armored van, his jaw tightening as the sound faded into silence. Dust drifted from a nearby overpass, but the skyline remained unchanged. No fireball. No collapsing structure. No plume of smoke rising from the direction of Starlet.His men exchanged uncertain glances.“That wasn’t from the building,” one of them muttered.Darren clenched his fists. At first, he had been certain the plan succeeded. The C4 charge was calibrated with surgical precision. Red wire or blue wire—either choice should have triggered detonation. That was the certainty he had relied on, the inevitability he trusted.Yet Starlet still stood.Slowly, realization carved its way into his thoughts.If the blast happened far from the city, then someone had moved the device. Not disabled it. Not tampered with its wiring. Removed it entirely.Nathan.Darren slammed his palm against the van’s door.
C4 Bomb
Nathan’s thumb hovered above the glowing icon labeled Building Control.The device in his hand felt heavier than before, as though the entire structure of Starlet rested inside that slim frame. The warning timer continued its merciless countdown, red numbers pulsing like an exposed artery.02:47He tapped the screen.Instantly, the interface shifted. Layers of architectural schematics unfolded, revealing the building from foundation to rooftop. A warning banner surged across the display, sharp and unmistakable.ACTIVE EXPLOSIVE DEVICE DETECTED.Before Nathan could issue a command, the system reacted on its own.Deep within the hidden chambers of Starlet, metallic locks disengaged with a resonant clang. A concealed panel slid open, releasing a humanoid security unit built from matte-black alloy. Its eyes flashed amber as internal diagnostics completed in milliseconds.The robot launched forward.Its movement was nothing like the slow patrol units Darren’s men had destroyed earlier. Thi
Starlet Cellphone
Far beneath the lobby, Nathan moved through a corridor that felt like a vein inside a giant machine.The door had sealed behind them, cutting off gunfire, yelling, and chaos with one decisive lock. Beyond the hidden passage, the hallway descended at a subtle slope, lined with embedded lights that pulsed softly along the floor.Shen kept glancing back like the danger might seep through the walls. Juliette walked stiffly, her pride still shaken, her steps controlled but uneasy.“This corridor…” she murmured, voice hushed. “I’ve never been here.”Nathan’s eyes stayed forward, absorbing every detail. “But you knew it existed.”“I knew the concept,” Juliette admitted. “Starlet has layers. Administrative, operational, and… whatever this is.” She swallowed. “Alistair never let people like me near the core.”Shen frowned. “You’re Vice Director. How can you be excluded?”Juliette’s expression sharpened, defensive reflex returning. “Roland and I manage the public face. Legal structures. Paperwo
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