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Chapter 107
A sleek, pearl-white long-range corporate jet with tinted windows and reinforced titanium landing gear glided smoothly to a stop before the VIP hangar. The boarding stairs lowered with a mechanical hiss, and within seconds, a figure emerged that made even the elite sovereign guards at the perimeter instinctively stiffen. It was Arencia. She wore a designer power suit, paired with a black silk turtleneck and sharp stiletto heels that clicked against the metal stairs like pistol shots. Her sleek, raven-black hair fell in a polished sheet over her shoulders, framing high cheekbones and dark, fiery eyes that burned with intelligence and loyalty. Under her arm, she carried a heavy, monogrammed leather case containing the finalized international legal audits and global acquisition portfolios for Project Aegis. Without waiting for the escort, Arencia stepped directly into the waiting armored limousine. "To the Commander’s executive suite at the Grand Palais," she commanded in a crisp,
Chapter 106: Bitter Poison
Back in the quiet, climate-controlled luxury of the VIP hospital suite, the scent of fresh white lilies could no longer mask the rancid stench of pure, festering panic. Dennis Doom sat hunched over in the middle of the oversized hospital bed, clutching his smartphone with white-knuckled frenzy. His hair was messy and unwashed, sticking to his forehead in damp clumps. His dark eyes, which had always mirrored an innocent, fragile softness whenever Selena walked into the room, were now wide, bloodshot, and burning with a toxic, unhinged fury. On the flat-screen television mounted against the wall, the live satellite feed from Geneva continued to replay Alex Crown’s grand coronation. There he was—the man Dennis had dismissed for three long years as a spineless, obedient lapdog who only knew how to boil herbal soups and iron women’s blazers—standing at the literal pinnacle of the global defense industry! Eighty billion dollars in sovereign defense allocations! Decorated generals and for
Chapter 105: The Poisoned Press
The vibration inside Selena’s handbag finally died away, leaving behind a thick, suffocating silence in the private corridor. Selena stood frozen on the carpeted floor, her chest heaving as tears blurred her vision. She looked at Alex’s cold, unbothered face, praying desperately that he would say something—anything—that revealed a tiny crack in his icy armor. She wanted him to yell at her. She wanted him to curse her name for taking Dennis’s side for all those months. Even raw, burning fury would mean he still cared enough to feel wounded. Instead, Alex merely stood there, his hands resting easily in the pockets of his tailored charcoal trousers, watching her with the calm detachment of a man observing an inconsequential stranger who had wandered into the wrong room. Before Selena could choke out another desperate plea, Marcus stepped briskly around the corner. The chief lieutenant held a slim, encrypted tablet, his usually composed face darkened by a sharp scowl of professional co
Chapter 104: Behind the Velvet Ropes
The cold, wet mist of Lake Geneva clung to the towering glass walls of the Grand Palais des Expositions like an icy shroud. Outside the monumental main entrance, sleek black diplomatic sedans, armored motorcades with flashing blue escort strobes, and foreign military escorts lined the wide stone promenade. The security perimeter was a fortress of steel and high-level surveillance. Dozens of heavily armed guards in spotless tactical uniforms, wearing the golden double-headed eagle insignia of the International Arms Trade Federation, stood at strict attention along the barricades, checking diplomatic credentials and sovereign clearance chips with zero room for error. Breathless, exhausted, and trembling from twenty hours of frantic, sleepless travel across two continents, Selena rushed toward the primary archway. Her expensive designer coat was wrinkled and damp around the hem. Her hair, which she had quickly tried to smooth down in the airport restroom, fell loosely over her shou
Chapter 103: A Conscience in Chains
The cold rain continued to fall over the hospital courtyard, soaking through Selena’s thin coat and chilling her to the bone, but she could barely feel the wet breeze against her skin.On the other end of the telephone, Sarah let out a long, heavy breath that sounded full of cold frustration and harsh, unvarnished pity."Selena, wake up!" Sarah’s voice rang through the speaker, sharp as a slap across the face. "Are you listening to yourself right now? You are crying like a victim, but who made Dennis into this monster in your company? You did! You gave him Alex's seat! You gave him the authority to touch classified defense files! You believed every single lie that slipped out of his mouth because he flattered your ego, and you treated the most faithful, brilliant man in the city like dirt beneath your shoes!""I know... Sarah, I know I was wrong!" Selena sobbed, gripping the phone against her ear with white-knuckled desperation, her fingernails biting into the plastic casing. "I di
Chapter 102: Exposing the truth
Walking over to a quiet, sheltered concrete bench under a weeping willow near the parking lot, Selena pulled her smartphone from her purse. Her hands began to shake violently once again, the artificial calm shattering like glass.She quickly scrolled through her contacts, skipping past the frozen corporate lines and the frantic messages from her board of directors, until she landed one contact: Sarah. Sarah was her cousin and her closest childhood confidante, the only person in the entire extended family who had never cared about corporate stock prices or executive status, and the only one who had dared to tell Selena to her face that she was neglecting Alex. With trembling fingers, Selena pressed the call button. The phone rang twice before a familiar, sharp voice picked up on the other end. "Selena? What is it now?" Sarah answered, her tone slightly tired and defensive. "If you're calling to ask me to invest in the Sterling Group's emergency bond issue, don't bother. My father a
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