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Chapter 17

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The late afternoon air outside Hotel Mirador felt damp after a brief rain. Across the street, in a small café with glass walls and the faint scent of roasted coffee, Tyson sat relaxed in a corner near the window.

His cup of coffee was already half-empty, the steam fading away. He glanced outside for a moment, then checked the watch on his wrist, the long hand had passed twelve. It had been more than an hour since he called Martin.

A faint smile curved on his lips.

“Just as I expected,” he murmured.

He knew Martin was too stubborn to obey his command immediately. In the De Leon family, waiting wasn’t merely about time, it was a symbol of power. Making someone wait meant showing who held control.

But Tyson had long understood that game, and he chose not to play on their stage anymore.

Through the glass window, the streetlights began to flicker on when a black car stopped in front of Hotel Mirador. Its license plate was distinctive, clearly not a common vehicle, and of course, Tyson reco

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The uproar on the internet refused to die down, in fact, it only grew worse.Every hour new posts appeared with different versions of the story, “insider sources,” and speculative analyses claiming to know the real nature of Tyson’s relationship with the De Leon family. Their names dominated both business forums and entertainment media alike.At the De Leon Corporation headquarters, the atmosphere that morning was anything but calm. The phones at the reception desk rang nonstop, calls from business partners, investors, and acquaintances of the family came flooding in one after another. Everyone asked the same questions: “Is it true Tyson is joining the company?”Mateo’s famously efficient assistant hurried toward his office, clutching a tablet overflowing with news notifications. He knocked lightly on the door. “Sir, you should see this.”Mateo, who had been buried in meetings and reports since morning, lifted his head, frowning. “What now?”The assistant didn’t answer verbally, he
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That morning, sunlight barely slipped through the half-closed curtains when Tyson woke up, not from an alarm, but from the repetitive chime of his apartment’s security system.[Visitor detected – 1 hour at front door.]The name flashing on the screen made him exhale sharply. Anna.With half his face still buried in the pillow, Tyson stared at the screen for a few seconds before finally giving up. He sat up slowly, grabbed the black T-shirt hanging on the chair, and slipped it on carelessly. His hair was a mess, but he didn’t care.The moment the door opened, a familiar voice greeted him, loud, irritated, and full of complaints.“Finally! I thought you fainted or died in there!”Anna stepped inside without waiting for permission, giving him a quick once-over from head to toe.“Seriously, Tyson? I’ve been knocking for an hour, and it never occurred to you to install a doorbell that actually connects to your room?”Tyson closed his eyes briefly, resisting the urge to reply.“If I had one
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Tyson drove his rented black car down the quiet streets at night. The streetlights reflected off the windshield. He didn’t play any music, nor did he speak. The sound of the engine was the only rhythm inside the car.A few dozen minutes later, the car came to a stop in front of an apartment building in the city center. The place wasn’t bad, but it was far from the luxury of the De Leon family villa.Once inside, he switched on the living room lights. The apartment might not have been as spacious or elegant as the villa, but to him, it was a place where his mind could work undisturbed. It gave him a sense of comfort and safety that actually felt like home.Without wasting time, Tyson sat at his desk. He opened his laptop, the screen lighting up, and began typing quickly. Line after line of code appeared, followed by graphs, data, and several files being modified with the same precision as before.His expression was neutral, but his eyes were sharply focused, like someone assembling a p
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Mateo stared at Tyson in disbelief, not just because of the request itself, but because of the calm tone in which it was delivered. His expression shifted, the anger he had been holding back could no longer be contained and turned into a burning rage.“What did you just say?” he asked quietly, his voice hoarse from trying to suppress his fury. He was attempting to stay composed, but his tone was still tight, like a spring ready to snap.Tyson didn’t raise his voice, he simply met his father’s eyes, as if he had already made up his mind about something that needed no further explanation.“I want the same position as Martin.”The words came out without any excess emotion, and that was precisely what made them all the more infuriating to Mateo and Martin.Silence fell like a heavy fog. Even the ticking of the wall clock sounded intrusive. The servants standing at the edges of the room held their breath, their backs stiff with tension as they watched the sudden clash unfold.Martin turned
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Mateo stood in front of the sofa, both fists clenched tightly at his sides. The veins on his temple bulged, and his face had turned red from holding back his anger.“You really have no manners,” he said in a low, sharp voice.“You show up here without an ounce of shame, sit down as if you own the place, order the servants around, and talk as though you still have a place in this house?”Tyson didn’t flinch. He simply raised his glass, took a slow sip, and looked at Mateo with a calm, flat gaze.“I’m not acting like I have a place here. I do have a place,” he said evenly.“Then or now, I’m still a De Leon, right?”He glanced between the two, and with no trace of embarrassment added, “Didn’t you both just welcome me a few days ago? Even held a dinner in my honor?”The words, spoken with such quiet confidence, only fueled Mateo’s and Martin’s irritation. Because, even if they didn’t want to admit it, what Tyson said was true.That dinner had been Mateo’s idea, not out of affection, but t
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Tyson didn’t answer right away. His gaze remained fixed on Anna, yet there was distance there, not the kind measured in space, but a thick layer of caution.After several encounters, he’d learned that Anna was good with words, always knowing how to place herself even in the tensest situations. But that was exactly why he couldn’t fully trust her.The decision to “become allies” had come too easily… especially from someone who had always lived between shades of gray.Still, he didn’t refuse either. If Anna truly intended to deceive him, Tyson would find out. He only needed time to see which direction she would take.Silence crept between them. The ticking of the clock grew louder, echoing in the small room filled with unspoken tension.Both remained quiet, assessing each other inwardly, trying to read what hid behind those calm expressions.Until finally, Anna broke the silence with a light tone, shifting the topic. “So… do you have enough capital to start that business?”Tyson looked

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