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THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Another Coincidence
The morning light was very bright. Annabel blinked against it, realizing only as she sat up that she hadn’t made it to her bed the previous night. She was still curled on the living room couch, with a thin throw blanket tangled around her legs. Her sweatshirt was rumpled from hours of restless half-sleep.Her mouth was dry. Her head ached from the tension that had knotted her entire body and refused to let go.Her phone buzzed once on the table, and it made her stomach tighten immediately. She picked it up without thinking. It was Roman.The message was clipped. “I’m sorry. Call me when you’re ready.”She stared at it for a long time. She could almost hear his voice, the way it had sounded when he tried to explain, right before everything had broken.Annabel kept the phone back down without replying. She pushed herself up and made her way toward the kitchen. She found a little solace in the normal rhythm of her morning routine, which was coffee, breakfast, emails and other mundane st
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Mislead Her
In no time, two weeks ran by and it was time for the second court hearing. The second hearing moved faster than the first.Roman sat at the defendant’s table again. His hands were loosely clasped together. Martin sat beside him, flipping calmly through the day’s submissions, but even he couldn’t hide the sharpness in his movements.The Valeys sat across the aisle, looking confident. Pope, Dexter, and Prance; they were all dressed in shades of gray and black. Ezra Winfield sat nearest to the bench, perfectly composed, with a faint smirk at the corner of his mouth.The courtroom beamed with a restrained energy. Today mattered.The bailiff called them to order, and Judge Hauser took her seat with the same clipped efficiency as before."This is the matter of Valey Group Incorporated versus Roman Averne, continued for preliminary evidentiary review," the clerk announced.Judge Hauser peered over the rim of her glasses. "I understand both sides have submitted documentation since our last he
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Stubborn Gf
The days blurred together after his encounter with Freya.Roman moved through them the way a man wades through deep water. Work didn’t pause for grief, or exhaustion, or the quiet unraveling of everything he had built.The lawsuit was bleeding him dry. And if he wasn't as wealthy as he was, he would have been bankrupt. Investors were calling in daily to withdraw their stocks. His board members held emergency meetings he wasn’t always invited to.The press did not help much either, with their news. Roman responded the only way he knew how, which was to bury himself deeper into the grind.But even that did not feel like armor anymore. It felt like weight. Overworking. And the worst part wasn’t the pressure, or the losses stacking up in inevitable columns.It was the silence, the empty apartment he came home to, the unanswered messages, and the way Annabel’s name sat in his phone like a ghost he didn’t know how to speak to anymore.And as if it was some wrong timed thing, Freya started
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Sign The Divorce Papers
“Why do you keep working here when you’re the chairman of the biggest conglomerate in the whole country? This work is beneath you. It breaks my heart to see you in this condition, young master.” “Don’t call me that. I told you to stop this. I’m not the one you’re looking for.” Roman shook his head as the blonde woman wearing designer brands from head to toe approached him again.This was the fifth time this month that she was coming here even after he told her to leave him alone. He smacked his gloves together and dust floated around him. He stood and stretched, hearing his joints pop after another grueling day at the construction site. His job was to clear debris from the area so the engineers could be free to continue work without obstruction. He was basically their janitor.“I hired a private investigator to find out the truth. You just don’t remember your true identity because of the accident you were involved in. It took us three years to find you. Please come home and reclaim
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Supreme Black Card
“Wait! You haven’t collected your check yet.” Haylee spoke, but he kept walking.“I don’t need it.”As Haylee watched him walk away, she felt a strange sensation in her chest. It felt like she was losing something valuable, but she refused to back down. She believed that she was doing what was best for her, so there was no need to feel guilty.Roman walked away and put his hands in his pocket. That was when he felt the black card and the ring that were given to him by the blonde woman he spoke to earlier. He put the ring on his finger and decided to visit the bank like she said. Even if the woman was lying about his true identity, he wanted to confirm for himself. After all, he no longer had anything to lose.He had just gotten to the bank after several minutes and was about to climb up the stairs when he heard a familiar voice behind him.“What is a beggar like you doing in such a prestigious place?”He turned and saw his mother-in-law, Fiona, standing beside his sister-in-law, Mar
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Sending The Nuisance Away
“Wow! You’ve migrated from being a petty thief to a full time criminal.” Fiona laughed as she got up from the floor, completely forgetting about her pretense of being in pain.“Do you really think that you can deceive us? Other people may be fooled, but we’ve known you for years since you married my sister. Those who own black cards are among the most powerful people in the country. And this is a supreme black card. That means you stole it from the richest family in the country. I don’t know how you managed to do that, but when they discover your crime, they could have you killed. Do you even realise that?” Marilyn shook her head and scoffed at Roman.She looked at him like he was the most stupid person she had ever known, then her gaze became calculating. If she could be the one to report the stolen property, maybe she would be given a reward.Maybe she would even be invited to join the richest family in the country for dinner and start building connections from there. She had always
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Five Hundred Trillion!
Fiona stuttered because she didn’t know what to say in response to Annabel’s words. She just held Marilyn’s hand and walked out of the bank.“Don’t worry, mum. I’m sure they’ll discover we’re telling the truth when he tries to withdraw from that card. There’s no way he knows the password. They will see that he’s a scam and he’ll be arrested, possibly treated even worse than they treated us just now.” Marilyn said as she tried to soothe their wounded pride.“You’re right, Mari. Then we’ll demand an apology from them, and maybe even compensation. But first, we need to call Haylee and let her know what happened here.”She took out her phone and dialled Haylee’s number. As soon as the call connected, Fiona didn’t even give her first daughter a chance to say hello, she immediately began to rant.“You’ll never guess what happened, Haylee. We just met your good for nothing ex-husband. I’m so glad you finally listened to reason and divorced him.”“Mum, slow down. Just tell me what happened.”
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Charity Event
Roman didn’t have anything to wear to the event, but Annabel told him not to worry about anything. With his permission, she first booked the most expensive suite in the most expensive hotel in the city, so he could go and relax. Then she called in an expert to take his measurement and immediately ordered ten different designer brands of suits, each with its own shoes and accessories that he could pick from.He took a shower, ordered room service, and he was served his meal like a king. A stylist came in to work on his hair, then he chose what to wear among all the clothes ordered. Annabel showed him a list of expensive cars for him to choose from, and within thirty minutes, the car was delivered after being purchased. “I would like to accompany you to the event, Mr Roman.” She said to him with a hopeful smile.“Are you trying to babysit me? I’ll be fine on my own.”‘Of course, sir. You’re a capable man, I don’t doubt it at all. But I have more experience with events like these. I al
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Stubborn Gf
The days blurred together after his encounter with Freya.Roman moved through them the way a man wades through deep water. Work didn’t pause for grief, or exhaustion, or the quiet unraveling of everything he had built.The lawsuit was bleeding him dry. And if he wasn't as wealthy as he was, he would have been bankrupt. Investors were calling in daily to withdraw their stocks. His board members held emergency meetings he wasn’t always invited to.The press did not help much either, with their news. Roman responded the only way he knew how, which was to bury himself deeper into the grind.But even that did not feel like armor anymore. It felt like weight. Overworking. And the worst part wasn’t the pressure, or the losses stacking up in inevitable columns.It was the silence, the empty apartment he came home to, the unanswered messages, and the way Annabel’s name sat in his phone like a ghost he didn’t know how to speak to anymore.And as if it was some wrong timed thing, Freya started
Mislead Her
In no time, two weeks ran by and it was time for the second court hearing. The second hearing moved faster than the first.Roman sat at the defendant’s table again. His hands were loosely clasped together. Martin sat beside him, flipping calmly through the day’s submissions, but even he couldn’t hide the sharpness in his movements.The Valeys sat across the aisle, looking confident. Pope, Dexter, and Prance; they were all dressed in shades of gray and black. Ezra Winfield sat nearest to the bench, perfectly composed, with a faint smirk at the corner of his mouth.The courtroom beamed with a restrained energy. Today mattered.The bailiff called them to order, and Judge Hauser took her seat with the same clipped efficiency as before."This is the matter of Valey Group Incorporated versus Roman Averne, continued for preliminary evidentiary review," the clerk announced.Judge Hauser peered over the rim of her glasses. "I understand both sides have submitted documentation since our last he
Another Coincidence
The morning light was very bright. Annabel blinked against it, realizing only as she sat up that she hadn’t made it to her bed the previous night. She was still curled on the living room couch, with a thin throw blanket tangled around her legs. Her sweatshirt was rumpled from hours of restless half-sleep.Her mouth was dry. Her head ached from the tension that had knotted her entire body and refused to let go.Her phone buzzed once on the table, and it made her stomach tighten immediately. She picked it up without thinking. It was Roman.The message was clipped. “I’m sorry. Call me when you’re ready.”She stared at it for a long time. She could almost hear his voice, the way it had sounded when he tried to explain, right before everything had broken.Annabel kept the phone back down without replying. She pushed herself up and made her way toward the kitchen. She found a little solace in the normal rhythm of her morning routine, which was coffee, breakfast, emails and other mundane st
Not From Him
Annabel was busy scrolling through the internet when she saw it.She was sitting at the kitchen counter at home, with her laptop open while a half a bagel was growing cold on her plate. Her coffee was already lukewarm. It was a quiet morning and she had called in sick at work, just to be able to spend the whole day at home. So, that morning, it was just her, and the comfort of an unhurried breakfast.She was scrolling mindlessly and clicking through headlines on a news app out of boredom more than interest. There were politics, a celebrity divorce, and even a new city ordinance on traffic lights. Then—“Roman Averne Faces Lawsuit Over Breach of Contract”She blinked.Her finger hovered for a second before tapping the article. And when she did, the headline expanded and a photo loaded. Roman was walking out of a courthouse with Martin beside him. There was no expression on his face.The article was short. "Valey Group Incorporated filed a civil lawsuit against Mr Roman Averne citing
Preliminary
The conference room on the forty-second floor of the Valey tower was cold. There were no windows and no distractions. Pope sat perfectly still at the head of the table with his hands folded beneath his chin as he read through the printed schedule for tomorrow’s court hearing. Even though it was night already, his suit remained neatly pressed and unwrinkled, as if it had been made exactly for this moment. Dexter leaned back in his chair across him, while chewing on a toothpick and spinning a silver pen between his fingers. Prance sat beside him, scrolling on a tablet, and occasionally tapping out notes.At the far end of the table, Ezra Winfield was flipping through a tabbed binder, page by page. He was skimming but not rushing. Every tab was color-coded. Every section was marked. And his glasses rested low on his nose.“So,” Ezra said without looking up, “we’re first on the docket. Judge Hauser. 9:00 a.m sharp.”“Hauser’s a stickler,” Pope said. “I assume you’ve played this clean?”
Mediate
The house smelled like cinnamon tea and lavender polish. Freya had lit one of the scented candles again. Janice noticed it the moment she stepped into the kitchen. It was late afternoon. Marren was upstairs in Janice's guest room napping or reading something. Donald hadn’t shown up all day, and that was good as well. Janice preferred calm when she was collecting results.Freya sat at the counter, scrolling on her phone. She looked up when Janice walked in.Janice poured herself a cup of tea without asking. “So?”Freya blinked. “So what?”Janice glanced at her over the rim of the cup and blew softly on the steam. “Don’t be coy, Freya. You said you’d be near the cafe around noon. I assume you found him.”Freya shifted slightly on the stool, trying to look nonchalant. “I saw him briefly.”Janice sat across her in a perfect pose. “Briefly?”Freya nodded. “He was just sitting there alone. I said hi and we talked for a few minutes. That’s all.”Janice didn’t say anything for a few seconds.
Coincidence Or Planned
Roman did not sleep throughout that night. He had spent most of it sitting at the edge of his bed, watching the digital clock tick from hour to hour. At some point, he stood up to pour himself a drink he didn't even touch, then he laid down again for twenty minutes just to stare at the ceiling. There was no point in pretending anymore, rest was out of reach for him now. By six-thirty, he was already in the shower, letting the hot water drum across his back as though it could wash off the previous day. But it didn’t. No amount of water could scrub the words “you’ve been served” from his memory.And to be honest, Roman was not really ready for another legal war. It was a tiring exercise. And he was mad at himself for seeing the signs of the fraudulent activities of the Valeys, and choosing to look away. Was it really worth it?He shaved carefully, put on a navy-blue suit, and selected a black tie with a minimal pattern. It was his normal routine, but something about the way he knot
Scam Revealed
Roman was flipping through the updated contracts that Pope had brought in some days ago for the third time that morning, but his mind was playing catch-up. The documents were clean, and even though he had signed them, something in his instincts still bothered him.If only he listened to it. But he was soon about to see why he should have listened. His phone rang on the desk. He picked it up and looked at it. It was his legal rep for this partnership between him and the Valeys.Roman had asked him to check on his own copy of the contracts and see if anything was wrong anywhere. He answered. “Talk to me.”The man's voice was careful. His name was Martin. “Mr Averne… I have just finished reviewing the contract draft again — the final version you signed, that is — and yes, there is something that doesn’t add up.”Roman sat forward. “What is it?”“You remember the clause on capital and board control? Page seven, paragraph four. Well, the version you signed had a line that capped external
Get Close
Freya stared at her phone for what felt like the tenth time that morning.There was still no response from her sister. Only two messages that got no response. Freya angrily threw her phone on her bed, then immediately picked it back up and typed another message: "Can we talk? Please." Then she deleted it."She hates me," Freya said to no one, then she got ready and left for work. And as she had been doing lately, Annabel was in Roman's apartment. She was wrapped around a throw blanket on Roman’s couch, as the scent of roasted garlic drifted from the kitchen. Kade was flipping channels with a look of intense concentration, like someone disarming a bomb."Can we not just watch something normal?" Kade asked. "Just once?""Define normal. If your abnormal show is that show with the rich humans screaming about family secrets, I already know it ends in betrayal and brunch."Annabel chuckled distantly. They ate and moved to the room."You’re quiet," he said gently. She turned toward him. "
