2026-10-29 20:05:05After spending the night at the private villa he had recently acquired, Liam sent a brief message to Serena to put her mind at ease. He performed his morning rituals, dressed in a sharp but unassuming suit, and headed toward the executive tower of Zenith Media.
As soon as he stepped into the mahogany-paneled inner sanctum of the President's suite, Sloane approached him with a leather-bound briefing folder. Her movements were precise, a testament to the high standards required of the Fami
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Chapter 062
The air inside the private VIP suite of the Mandarin Oriental Salon was perfumed with the scent of imported jasmine tea and the distinct, metallic tang of suppressed malice. Scarlett Lewis's question hung in the silence like a guillotine blade waiting to drop. She had spoken softly, her voice dripping with that specific brand of poisonous sweetness unique to high-society matrons who viewed social gatherings as bloodsport."And who is this handsome young man, Vanessa?"The question was not an inquiry; it was an execution order.Every pair of eyes in the room—eyes rimmed with expensive liner and weary from decades of judging others—swiveled instantly to lock onto Liam Livingston. He sat there, an island of calm in a sea of judgment, seemingly fascinated by the intricate floral patterns on the bone china teacup in his hand.Vanessa Sterling felt her smile stiffen into a rictus of sheer panic. The muscles in her cheeks ached from holding the expression. I
Chapter 061
The heavy mahogany doors of Celestia Bio-Corp's private lounge creaked, mirroring the tension inside. Thick with the scent of tobacco and scotch, the room was dominated by Titus Zane. As Port Haven's underworld Architect, his presence in the leather wingback was a localized storm, sucking the air from the room.Opposite him, Liam Livingston sat with deceptive calm. To the world, he was the humiliated Livingston black sheep; but here, his eyes held a clarity that unsettled even a veteran like Titus."You have a high opinion of yourself, kid," Titus rumbled, leaning forward. "I'll be straight. I've been stuck at Level 1: Initiate—eighth tier—for four years. I've hit an unbreakable wall. I've poured millions into research and sought every Practitioner to the Zenith Citadel, yet I remain stagnant. I cannot touch the ninth tier."Liam smiled enigmatically, crossing his legs. "What if I could bridge that gap? What if I guaranteed your breakthrough to the ninth t
Chapter 060
As Conrad Chandler surveyed the high-vaulted parlor of the Montgomery Estate, an invisible sneer played across the back of his mind. Even within the local hierarchy of Port Haven, the Montgomery Clan was barely a mid-tier player, a family clinging to the fraying edges of their social status. Had it not been for the direct personal request from Liam Livingston, a man whose influence transcended the Sleeper World, Conrad would likely have never allowed the Veritas Group to be associated with such a turbulent household."I must dare to inquire, Mr. Chandler," Dame Beatrice began, her voice brittle and lacking its usual authoritative iron. "To what do we owe the honor of a personal visit from the President of the Veritas Group?"Facing a figure of such global stature, even the formidable matriarch found herself struggling to maintain a facade of confidence. The atmosphere was stifling, charged with the predatory energy that follows vast wealth. As she spoke, several men in sha
Chapter 059
The opulent salon of the Montgomery Estate was filled with a thick, suffocating tension that seemed to vibrate against the high-vaulted ceilings. Dame Beatrice sat enthroned at the head of the room, her eyes like flint, while Uncle Pablo stood in the center of the mahogany floor, looking diminished, his face a ghostly mask of sweat and terror."Where is he, Pablo?" the Dame finally rasped, her voice cracking like dry parchment. "Where is this 'developer' who was supposed to turn our legacy into a Unicorn?""The man is a phantom," Preston Montgomery spat, pacing the perimeter of the room like a caged wolf. "I warned you that this Architect of yours was too good to be true. He's a bottom-feeder, and you let him lead the entire Montgomery Clan right into a slaughterhouse.""You were the one boasting about triple returns just yesterday!" a cousin roared from the back, slamming a fist onto the polished wood. "You looked us in the eye and said we'd be as wealthy as the Livi
Chapter 058
The murmurs within the Harbor Grand grew louder as the high-society guests nodded among themselves, their collective bias firmly rooted. They remained convinced that Celeste Zane's sudden recovery was a matter of sheer luck, an accidental timing that had nothing to do with Liam Livingston's ramblings about Geomancy.However, Celeste Zane slowly sat up, her eyes clearing as she processed Liam's question. "Wait," she said, her voice soft but cutting through the noise. "Now that you mention the mirror, I remember. Just before the room started spinning, I was looking at that bronze artifact on the wall. I noticed the craftsmanship looked like something from the Age of Myth, and the longer I stared into it, the heavier I felt. It was as if the air around the mirror was solidifying."The skeptical guests felt a collective sting, as if they had been slapped. The silence that followed was heavy with the weight of multiple "I told you so's" delivered by the very man they had spent
Chapter 057
The heavy, humid air of the Mandarin Oriental Salon seemed to thicken as Mr. Liam adjusted his cuffs, his gaze cutting through the ambient noise of the gala like a scalpel. He paused, the silence stretching out until it became uncomfortable, before turning his head toward Victor."Victor," Mr. Liam said, his voice dropping into a register that commanded absolute attention. "Have you noticed any particular friction in your recent corporate acquisitions? Perhaps some logistical gridlock or a sudden, inexplicable dip in your venture capital returns?"Victor blinked, his eyes widening in genuine shock. The man was a shark in the Port Haven underworld, a veteran of a thousand back-alley deals and high-stakes buyouts, yet he looked like a deer in headlights. "How... how did you know that, Mr. Liam? My analysts have been pulling their hair out over the fourth-quarter projections for weeks."Mr. Liam didn't answer immediately. His eyes drifted toward the ornate copper centerp
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