2025-02-20 16:43:01Taylor’s fury was relentless, her piercing gaze locking onto the security guard. Without hesitation, she straightened her shoulders and declared, “You’re fired.”
The guard’s face was drained of color. “M-Ma’am, please—”
“You dare lay hands on him?” she cut him off sharply. “Not only did you fail in your duty, but you humiliated a Supreme Gold cardholder in front of the entire bank! You’re done here. Get out now before I have you dragged out.”
The man stumbled back, his lips parting, but Taylor had already shifted her focus.
Just as the security guard turned to leave in disgrace, Thelma stepped forward, nostrils flaring. “Ms. Taylor, you’re making a huge mistake!” she snapped.
Taylor arched an unimpressed brow.
Thelma jabbed a finger toward Nathan. “This nobody is fooling you! He’s not the owner of that card! You should call the police and have him arrested for fraud before it’s too late.”
Joyce smirked, nodding in agreement. “Exactly! Someone like him could never have that kind of money.”
Taylor remained impassive, folding her arms. “A Supreme Gold card is not something that can be easily lost, nor can an ordinary person simply pick it up and claim it as their own. If he possesses it, then that means he is the rightful owner.”
Thelma’s mouth opened, but Taylor wasn’t finished. Her eyes hardened, voice laced with authority. “I witnessed everything from the inside. The way you spoke to him. The insults. The accusations. You and your daughter have displayed conduct unbefitting of any client of Narvo Bank.”
She lifted her hand, summoning a nearby bank assistant. “Retrieve their bronze membership cards and revoke all their banking privileges immediately.”
Thelma’s face contorted in horror. “What?”
Joyce gasped. “You can’t be serious! You can’t just—”
“I can,” Taylor interjected, her tone leaving no room for argument. “Your qualifications for handling business in this bank are permanently canceled.”
“No, no, wait!” Thelma pleaded, her bravado shattering. “Ms. Taylor, please, we… we were mistaken! We didn’t mean to—”
Taylor flicked a wrist, dismissing them. “Leave. Now. Unless you’d prefer to be escorted out like criminals?”
Thelma and Joyce exchanged panicked looks. Humiliation burned deep, but they had no choice. With clenched teeth, they turned toward the exit.
“This is so embarrassing, mother,” Joyce muttered, her nails digging into her palm.
Thelma seethed, voice low with venom. “That bastard will pay. Let him enjoy this moment. When they discover his scam, he’ll be ruined.”
Joyce huffed, nodding. “I hope they throw him in jail for life.”
As soon as they stepped outside the bank gates, Thelma snatched her phone from her purse and dialed.
The line connected instantly.
“Hello, mother,” Natalia’s voice came through.
Thelma inhaled sharply, forcing a tremor into her voice. “Natalia, my dear… I have horrible news.”
“What happened?”
“We just saw Nathan in Narvo Bank.”
There was a brief silence. Then Natalia scoffed, unimpressed. “So? What’s new?”
Thelma pressed on dramatically. “He’s involved in fraud, my dear! He somehow got his filthy hands on a fake Supreme Gold card and is trying to cheat money from the bank!”
Natalia frowned. “That’s ridiculous. Nathan would never—”
“Oh, but he did,” Joyce cut in smugly. “And that’s not even the worst part.”
Natalia sighed. “What now?”
Thelma feigned a sniffle. “That woman—the bank’s head manager—took back our bronze cards because of him! And… and he laid his filthy hands on me!”
Natalia’s breath hitched. “He what?”
“Yes, my dear,” Thelma continued. “He humiliated us, and now we’ve lost everything at the bank, including our bronze cards because of him!”
Natalia’s grip tightened around her phone. Her fingers trembled slightly as shock coursed through her veins. Nathan? A fraud? She never expected him to stoop so low, to actually degenerate into illegal activities.
Joyce’s voice rang in her ears, dripping with resentment. “You really dodged a bullet, sis. That loser was dragging you down. Now he’s nothing more than a criminal.”
Natalia swallowed hard. If what they were saying was true… Nathan had gone too far.
With a sharp inhale, she ended the call and immediately dialed Nathan’s number. The moment he picked up, she didn't waste a second.
“Nathan! How dare you?” Her voice was laced with disbelief. “I heard everything! You got yourself involved in fraud, you stole a Supreme Gold card, and you even hit my mother? What the hell is wrong with you?”
Nathan blinked, stunned. “What?”
“Don’t act innocent now, Nathan.” Her voice softened slightly, laced with lingering concern but still firm. “My mother told me everything. The most grievous of your crimes is stealing the Supreme Gold card. You need to go—now. Go turn yourself in at the police station. If you cooperate, it’ll reduce your guilt and charges.”
Nathan’s brows furrowed, and his grip on the phone tightened. “Excuse me?” His voice was low, laced with icy disbelief.
Natalia sighed. “Look, I won’t let you be punished terribly. With my influence, I’ll make sure the authorities go easy on you. I’ll even speak to my mother and convince her to forgive you for what you did.”
A cold laugh escaped Nathan’s lips. He never expected Natalia to take her mother’s words at face value, to accuse him so indiscriminately without even hearing his side. She didn’t believe in his character at all.
His voice turned cold. “I didn’t do anything wrong, Natalia. I didn’t steal anything. And I sure as hell didn’t hit your mother.”
Before she could respond, he hung up.
Natalia stared at her phone, anger bubbling within her. How dare he hang up on her? But beneath the anger, there was something else—worry. Something about Nathan’s voice didn’t sound like a man caught in the act. She wanted to find him immediately, to get to the bottom of this.
But she had a charity dinner to attend with James. She exhaled sharply. Fine. She’d set this aside for now—but once the dinner was over, she’d find Nathan herself.
Meanwhile, Taylor led Nathan into a luxurious VIP room, treating him with the utmost respect. The atmosphere was refined, with plush leather seats and a sleek, state-of-the-art banking terminal before him.
“Mr. Nathan,” Taylor said with a polite smile, “this is a private system used exclusively for our Supreme Gold clients. You can check your balance here.”
Nathan hesitated before sitting down, his fingers hovering over the sleek touchpad. He entered his birthday as the password.
The screen flickered. Loading…
Seconds ticked by. Then, numbers began appearing.
First, one zero. Then two. Then three.
Nathan’s brow furrowed.
Four. Five. Six.
His pulse quickened.
Seven. Eight. Nine… Twelve.
A trillion.
His throat went dry. He stared at the balance in stunned silence, his breath hitching.
Taylor observed his reaction, her lips curving slightly. “As I said earlier, Mr. Nathan,” she murmured, “this card is no counterfeit. You are one of the wealthiest men in the nation.”
Nathan slowly leaned back, his heart pounding.
What the hell was going on? The strange woman he saw didn't lie to him.
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Kaelea’s brows drew together in a sharp frown. She waved a dismissive hand, as if brushing away a pesky fly.“Used to be? That’s nonsense. I see the way you look at each other. ‘Used to be’ doesn’t live here.” She gave them both a knowing, stubborn look before turning to head toward the kitchen, likely to give them space. “I’m going to see about some tea. Something fortifying.”Later, in the deep quiet of the middle of the night, Nathan and Natalia found themselves on the villa’s rooftop terrace. The city below was a tapestry of tiny lights, and the sky above was a vast, velvety black scattered with stars. They sat on a wide lounge chair, a comfortable silence between them, but it was a silence filled with unspoken things.Natalia finally turned her head to look at him, her profile outlined by the ambient glow. “Are there any more secrets you’re keeping from me?” she asked, her voice quiet but direct.He didn’t look away from the horizon. “I’m rich,” he said plainly. “Very. I own the
Chapter 329
Nathan stood in the archway, watching her. And he was smiling. A real, tired-but-genuine smile that lit up his grey-blue eyes.She was on her feet in an instant, the glass forgotten on the table. She crossed the room in a few quick strides and threw her arms around his neck, hugging him fiercely. “You,” she chided into his shoulder, her voice thick with relief and leftover fear. “You didn’t call. You didn’t text. For three days! Do you have any idea how worried I was? How could you be so irresponsible? I thought something terrible had happened, I—”She was rambling, the words tumbling out in a frantic stream until her peripheral vision caught movement. Someone else was there. She let go of Nathan and took a half-step back, her eyes shifting past him.A woman stood a few meters away, near the entrance to the dining room. She was beautiful, with an elegant, serene bearing and kind eyes. And she was smiling softly at them. Natalia looked at her properly, and her breath hitched. The stri
Chapter 328
Taylor lifted her head, tears now spilling over. “I had been so terrible. I completely lost myself because I wanted Nathan. It was so wrong. And now… I’ve lost him. I’ve lost a good friend forever. Because of my own poison.”Natalia stared at her. The confession was shocking, a cold splash of reality. But looking at Taylor’s devastated face, all she felt was a deep, surprising wave of pity. This wasn’t the confident, sharp-tongued woman she’d known. This was a shell.“I am so sorry, Natalia,” Taylor whispered, the words raw. “Truly, from the bottom of whatever’s left of my heart, I am sorry. Can you… when you see him… can you tell Nathan that for me? Tell him I’m sorry for breaking his trust. I don’t expect forgiveness. Just… tell him.”Natalia took a slow breath. “I’ve forgiven you, Taylor. But you should apologize to him yourself.”Taylor shook her head vigorously, fresh tears falling. “I can’t. I’m too embarrassed. I can’t look him in the eye.” She wiped her cheek with the back of
Chapter 327
Nathan didn’t even look at Alaric kneeling in the gravel. He simply walked past him, his focus entirely on the woman struggling to stand. He reached down, his hands gentle but sure, and pulled his mother up to her feet. For a moment, they just looked at each other, his eyes searching her face, hers drinking in the man he had become. Then she let out a choked sob and wrapped her arms around him, hugging him with a strength that belied her long confinement. Over his shoulder, her gaze, filled with a complex mix of sorrow and relief, fell on the desiccated body of Zsiga.“It’s good to have you back, Mother,” Nathan said, his voice muffled against her hair.“Same here, my son,” she whispered, squeezing him tighter, her body trembling. “No one can separate us now. Never again.”“You’re right,” he murmured into her shoulder, holding her as if she might vanish. “No one.”They stood like that for a long time in the quiet courtyard, the hug saying everything words couldn’t—fifteen years of loss
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Just as it seemed Nathan’s calm control would simply smother Zsiga’s frenzy, the old man pulled a fast one. It wasn’t more power, he had none left. It was a trick, a piece of black magic so vile it was less an attack and more a curse. With a final, gasping shriek, he didn’t aim for Nathan’s body, but for the ground beneath his feet.The earth didn’t erupt; it melted. A circle of gravel and dirt turned into a thick, tar-like sludge, snaring Nathan’s boots. Shadowy tendrils, swift as striking snakes, erupted from the muck and wrapped around his legs, his torso, pinning his arms. They were cold, sapping, draining his strength not by force, but by a deep, magical numbness. Nathan grunted, struggling against the binding, but for a crucial second, he was trapped. Zsiga, seizing the moment, gathered the last dregs of his stolen energy and slammed a concussive wave of pure force straight into Nathan’s chest.The blow landed with a sickening thud. It threw Nathan backward, the shadow-bindings
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The air in the hidden room grew colder, thicker. Zsiga stood before the ice coffin, his gnarled hands raised. He chanted words that sounded wrong, guttural, twisting sounds that seemed to snatch the light from the glowing crystals. A dark, inky energy pulsed from his fingertips, crawling over the clear surface of the coffin like searching veins. With a sound like shattering glass, a hairline crack appeared on the seal, and then the entire front of the coffin groaned open, releasing a wave of frost-laden air.Alaric watched, his own breath fogging rapidly. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from the woman inside. “Father,” he whispered, his voice hoarse with dread. “Is she… is she really alive?”Zsiga didn’t answer. He was breathing heavily, the use of power visibly draining him. “Stop gawking and get her out,” he commanded, his voice strained. “We leave right away.”Alaric hesitated. He stared at Kaelea’s peaceful, sleeping face. The last time he’d seen her, he’d held a knife. What would
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