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CHAPTER 170
The city buzzed beneath the late-night sky, the stars masked by skyscrapers and ambition. In the heart of Everhart Holdings, the top floor glowed dimly with only one office lit—Javier Everhart’s.He stood with his back to the glass wall, arms crossed, eyes locked on the tablet in his hand. A string of confidential emails had been traced back to an anonymous IP, but Javier had already narrowed it down to five high-level executives. And he had a plan to trap the traitor.One by one, he had fed each suspect tailored false information over the last two weeks—a fake merger deal, a forged scandal, a fictional acquisition. Each detail carefully planted and monitored.Now, one of those fabrications had leaked to the press."Got you," Javier muttered under his breath.He tapped a secure line on his phone. "Heather, activate the silent audit on Director Lannister's comms. Now.""Already done, sir. The metadata confirms it: encrypted message sent to an external line five hours after your planted
CHAPTER 169
The murmur of gossip still echoed in corners of the grand ballroom, but the man at its center — Javier Everhart — had already reclaimed his composure, retreating to the fringe of the crowd with his ever-unbothered calm. Yet Valeria noticed the subtle clench in his jaw, the way his eyes drifted toward the chandeliers as if trying to focus elsewhere.She knew that look.It was restraint.Pain, neatly hidden behind stillness.They thought he was weak. They thought he was beneath her. And tonight, they’d gone too far.As another waiter passed, Valeria plucked a champagne flute from the tray and turned toward the group of guests who had openly mocked her husband not five minutes ago. Theodore was gone — humiliated, hopefully nursing his pride somewhere — but others remained, chuckling among themselves, whispering cruel things masked as jokes.Valeria walked directly to them.The circle shifted, then straightened, surprised by her sudden presence.“Mrs. Everhart,” drawled one of the women,
CHAPTER 168
The ballroom shimmered with a thousand crystal lights, and the music of a live orchestra echoed beneath vaulted ceilings gilded in gold. The annual Delacroix Foundation Gala was one of the grandest affairs in the city — the kind of place where alliances were forged, secrets traded in whispers, and wealth measured not just in currency, but in confidence.Tonight, as guests mingled in gowns and suits tailored by designers flown in from Paris and Milan, a quiet murmur spread from one end of the hall to the other.“Who is she?”“She’s stunning.”“That dress… and the way she walks—who is she with?”Heads turned as Valeria Everhart descended the marble stairs with the kind of elegance that made silence fall. Clad in a sleek off-shoulder midnight blue gown that hugged her form like silk over fire, her poise was untouchable. Hair swept to one side, eyes cool yet gracious, she walked as if the world owed her reverence.But walking beside her, with one hand loosely tucked in his pocket and the
CHAPTER 167
Javier Everhart stepped into Maison d’Or, a prestigious tailor shop nestled in the heart of the city’s high-end district. Its glass windows displayed tuxedos priced like sports cars, and even the staff were clad in suits more expensive than an average month's salary.He came alone, as always, dressed in his usual understated way — plain dark shirt, gray trousers, and scuffed shoes. No bodyguards. No flashy car outside. No watch on his wrist.He walked with the calm presence of a man who needed to prove nothing. But in this part of town, image was everything — and in their eyes, Javier had none.“Excuse me, sir.” The receptionist’s eyes swept over him disapprovingly. “This establishment serves exclusive clients only.”Javier smiled politely. “I have an appointment. Under Everhart.”The woman blinked. Then, with a smirk, tapped her computer. “Everhart, you said?” Her tone dripped with disbelief. “I don’t see a booking under that name.”“I called yesterday,” Javier replied evenly. “Spoke
CHAPTER 166
The luxury showroom gleamed with imported Italian marble and chandeliers that sparkled like diamonds under the soft lighting. People in designer suits, flowing gowns, and polished shoes sipped on vintage champagne while admiring the rare collection of limited-edition sports cars and luxury watches.At the edge of the room, quietly admiring a sleek obsidian-black timepiece, stood Javier Everhart.Dressed simply in a charcoal grey shirt and a plain blazer, Javier looked out of place, at least to the people around him.A sales assistant spotted him and immediately frowned. He whispered to his colleague, loud enough for a few socialites nearby to hear. “Do you think he wandered in from the service entrance?”The other scoffed. “He looks like a mid-level accountant trying to impress someone.”A woman in a silver dress glanced at Javier, wrinkled her nose, and turned to her husband. “Darling, should we call security? He’s staring at the watches like he can afford them.”The husband chuckl
CHAPTER 165
The grand boardroom of Langford Global shimmered under a thousand crystals hanging from a chandelier the size of a car. The press, high-society guests, and rival CEOs filled the space, all invited by Dominic Langford himself to announce what he smugly called “the acquisition of the century.”Standing at the podium, Dominic adjusted his cufflinks and let his voice echo.“Today marks a new chapter. With Everhart Holdings fractured and weakened, Langford Global will soon absorb what’s left of their fading empire. We—”A commotion near the back halted him. The crowd murmured. Cameras turned.A man walked in.Plain black shirt. Gray slacks. No entourage. No announcement. Just presence. Silent, commanding.Javier Everhart.Dominic’s smile flickered. “Ah, the man himself. Come to witness your legacy crumble?”Javier stepped forward. “I came to retrieve what’s mine.”The audience chuckled. Some even sneered. One whispered, “Isn’t that the delivery guy?”Another: “Did he sneak in?”Dominic lif
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