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Chapter Eighty Nine Lucas Arrived
Lucas stepped out of his car and gazed at the tall structure in front of him.Jeruel’s Fashion HUB stood boldly written in gleaming 3D letters across the top wall of the building. The sign seemed to shimmer under the dim streetlights, as if announcing his arrival. His eyes shifted quickly from the back side of the building to the front door, tracing every detail with intent focus.“The front door is unlocked,” he murmured under his breath, narrowing his eyes at the handle.He knew this place well. He had been here countless times, even before the fashion hub was properly set up. Lucas also knew how tight and stubborn that lock usually was. When secured, it was impossible to miss. From the slight angle of the door, left cracked open just enough to catch the eye, he didn’t need to try the handle to know. It was definitely open.A thought tugged at him. Perhaps it was Isla who had left it that way, deliberately removing obstacles so he would step inside without hesitation. That possibili
Chapter Eighty Eight Isla and Lucas
Lucas was about to make his appearance at the excluded meeting. It wasn’t just any gathering. It was a private meeting that was held strictly between shareholders of the Virellon Group. The kind of meeting where decisions that shaped the company’s empire were made behind closed doors.As the heir of the Virellon Group, after his father, Lucas owned the second largest share. Ever since he had declared his real status as the heir of the Virellon family, he knew the time had come to step fully into his role. He couldn’t remain in the shadows anymore. Attending meetings like this wasn’t a choice. It was a duty.He adjusted his jacket, ready to slide into the sleek dark BMW, custom-made for his refined taste. The car had become a symbol of his authority and presence. Just as he reached for the handle, his phone suddenly buzzed, breaking the serious rhythm of the moment.“Here sir,” David bowed his head respectfully as he handed the phone to Lucas.David, his personal assistant, was always
Chapter Eighty Seven Micah To Lorenzo
Seventeen years ago, on Micah’s 8th birthday, he was just smiling and dancing in the middle of his own party organised for him by his grandparents. The laughter of children filled the air, balloons floated along the ceiling, and the cake sat proudly on the decorated table. Yet, all of Micah’s joy halted the very moment his father stepped into the hall.For many reasons, one of which was the lack of affection, Micah believed, deeply and unshakably believed, that his father did not care about him. Every little gesture of kindness seemed absent, every word from his father seemed cold.Still, Micah had spent years trying to earn even a trace of his approval. He did everything he could to please him. He made sure to become the best player at the golf competition, pushing himself harder than the rest. He made sure to be the strongest player on the basketball court, sweating and training tirelessly. But none of it impressed Lorenzo. His father’s face remained rigid, unreadable, impossible to
Chapter Eight Six Lorenzo at The Station.
Lorenzo stepped into the prison building with heavy footsteps, his polished shoes echoing faintly against the concrete floor. His cheeks shrunk, his eyes rigid. He was not smiling with anyone. The weight of silence around him only made the atmosphere thicker.“Where is he?” he asked, his tone clipped and direct.Officer Marcus, who had been leaning near the corridor, straightened instantly. He saluted immediately, recognizing Lorenzo at once. Lorenzo Santiago was one of the wealthiest and most influential men in Velmoria. With his status, who wouldn’t recognize him? Even in a prison where rules were meant to be absolute, respect bent in his direction.Though Lorenzo wasn’t part of the police force, the salute had little to do with law and everything to do with power. It was respect born of fear, reputation, and social standing.“Welcome to the federal prison, sir. How may I be of service to you?” Marcus asked respectfully, his voice cautious.Lorenzo didn’t care for pleasantries. His e
Chapter Eighty Five Call Lucas
Jeruel walked through the hallway behind Anastasia, her personal assistant. They were too deep in their conversation about the event that would soon begin that day to notice the shadow lingering at the edge of the hallway, silently staring at them. The air carried a faint tension, but their voices drowned it out.Anastasia reached the office door and pulled the handle down. The door clicked open, and she stepped inside with Jeruel right behind her, their words spilling into the room like they carried their own rhythm.She paused once inside, her brow furrowed. “There has been a little bit of change here,” she said softly, though there was weight in her tone. Jeruel walked forward, listening.Anastasia had been the last to leave the building yesterday. Jeruel had gone to see Lucas, finally, their first official date as lovers. It had been perfect, a night carefully etched into memory, which left Anastasia in charge of locking up and making sure everything was in order. She was diligent
Chapter Eighty Four Get Inside
“The left the door unlocked?” Isla muttered under her breath, her voice low and sharp as she stepped inside.The thought was concerning. It was very unlikely that a brand new fashion hub, just recently furnished and already attracting attention, would ever be left unlocked throughout the night. That was a basic rule of business in Velmoria. Every outlet that engaged in trading or service, no matter how small, always made sure to lock their doors tight once they closed. People here knew the city could turn unpredictable in the dead of night. No one wanted to risk a theft or an incident.But Jeruel? She had left her fashion hub open?Isla smirked to herself. She tilted her head slightly as though the discovery amused her. It was not her concern that Jeruel had made such a careless mistake, but it certainly played to her advantage. She widened her smile. This lapse made everything easier for her, almost too easy.She stepped further, letting her heels click lightly against the floor unti
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