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CHAPTER 138: The Bait
The city was unusually quiet that night. Cyrus Vane sat in the back seat of a black sedan parked just down the street from Elisa's Company. The glass tinted so dark even passing eyes would never see him. The dashboard clock ticked toward 9:45 p.m. He had been there since dusk, watching, waiting, his men strategically placed around the perimeter.For days, his intelligence network had been trailing Elisa, noting her routines, her quiet expansion in business. What struck Cyrus most was her strength as she wasn’t a pawn like many others. She was clever, determined, and had built something meaningful out of her broken situation.But to Cyrus, she was more than just a resilient woman. She was leverage.He had learned through his own surveillance of Ven’s movements, the disguised glimpses near Elisa’s office that Ven’s armor cracked when it came to her. Ven kept his circle tight consisting of Bryan, Daniella, a handful of trusted men. But for all his careful planning, his heart still belo
CHAPTER 137: Cyrus'Movement
Cyrus Vane had always trusted his instincts more than reports. Reports could be bought, facts could be twisted, witnesses could be silenced, but instinct that quiet whisper honed from years of reading men’s greed and betrayal had rarely betrayed him.Tonight however, instinct screamed louder than ever.He sat alone in his private room, lights dimmed, the large screen in front of him playing the same clip again and again Ven’s interview just like others have been doing. The young man’s face, sharp with restrained fury, filled the screen. His voice, steady yet heavy with old wounds, reverberated in the quiet room. “My name is Ven. I am the son of the late Chairman of Brown Empire. My parents were murdered, though it was covered as an accident. I survived because of my father’s loyal guard, Kelvin."Cyrus pressed pause, leaned back in his leather chair, and steepled his fingers under his chin. The words were precise, deliberate. Not the trembling plea of a desperate fraud, but the decla
CHAPTER 136: Frightening Shadows
The room was cloaked in silence, the kind that pressed against the lungs and forced even the most disciplined heart to skip. It was a place where sound seemed to die before reaching the walls, a feature of the anonymous shadows.Three men sat at the long table, each positioned as though even proximity among them was a dangerous indulgence. They were the architects of shadows, but do not exist to people.Their faces remained unseen, veiled in the deep darkness and shifting projections that cloaked them. What bound them together wasn’t trust or friendship, but a singular mission which is power. Tonight, their discussion revolved around the sudden reemergence of a ghost who had shaken the entire Brown Empire.“Ven.” The first voice cut through the still air, low and resonant, carrying weight like stone grinding against stone. “He rises from the ashes they thought had consumed him. The interview showed that he's bold and reckless. A chuckle followed, smooth and cold. The second voice car
CHAPTER 135: Game On
Ven sat forward on the edge of the armchair, elbows resting on his knees, as he watched the replay of the interview.“The late Chairman's son… alive. Survived the fire. Identity revealed as Ven.”It was strange, almost surreal, to watch himself on the screen. He had trained for it, calculated every word, rehearsed his tone until he could deliver it with the measured conviction of a man who had endured and lived to tell the tale. Yet now, hearing his own voice reverberating in every news cycle across the nation, a hole of vulnerability cut through the steel inside him.He had done it. He had stepped out of the shadows.But in doing so, he had turned the entire Brown Empire upside down.Ven muted the volume, watching the scrolling debates as pundits dissected every angle of his claims. Some supported him, arguing that the details matched too closely to be fabricated. Others called him an opportunist, a fraud sent by enemies of the Browns to destabilize their empire.Bryan stepped in quie
CHAPTER 134: Alex's worry
The curtains in Alex’s study were drawn shut, though it was barely past midday. The only light in the room came from the television screen, muted at intervals when he pressed the remote to silence the voice but still replayed the same recording over and over again.This is truly Ven and his face. He is really alive........Alex’s fingers tightened around the glass of wine he hadn’t touched. The liquid trembled under his grip, the ice had since melted. He leaned forward, elbows digging into his knees, and stared at the screen as if another replay would change what he’d heard.For years, Alex had told himself that Ven was gone. That his betrayal taking his girl,not looking for him and hoping he won't ever return is a closed chapter.But the past had returned, and ghost wasn’t a ghost at all.Alex lowered his face into his palms and dragged them down slowly, nails scraping against his body.He had always loved Elisa but from afar. Long before Ven entered the picture, he had loved her. B
CHAPTER 133: The Press Conference
The boardroom of Brown Empire felt like a furnace. The air conditioning hummed low, but no one noticed as the tension made the walls seem to close in. Screens all around replayed the interview on a loop. Ven’s calm face filled the monitors, his measured words, the burning look in his eyes hard to decode.Each statement was a blade slicing into the Browns’ composure.Henry Brown, the eldest and the sitting chairman, slammed his palm against the table. The sound cracked through the silence like a whip. His jaw tightened, his eyes bloodshot from sleepless nights. “Enough of this circus!” His voice thundered with the weight of a patriarch used to obedience. “We will not sit idle while a pretender drags our family name into the gutter!”Davis leaned back in his chair, arms folded, but his fingers twitched against his sleeve. He hadn’t taken his eyes off the screen. He studied Ven’s every move, every pause, as though analyzing a dangerous chess opponent. His lips curled into a bitter line
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