Chapter One
As night fell, the cold moon hung high in the sky. The bright moonlight fell on the ancient castle on the edge of the city, casting a mysterious silver veil around it. Emily stood on the balcony, looking at the forest in the distance, and felt a chill rising from the bottom of her heart. Since moving to this castle, her life has become bizarre and mysterious. The cold wind in October swept across her bare shoulders, bringing a shudder. Emily subconsciously wrapped her woolen shawl tightly around her, but she couldn't feel any warmth. This castle seems to be always cold, just like its mysterious owner Lucas Black, exuding an inaccessible atmosphere. "Miss Emily," suddenly, a low voice sounded behind her, "You'll catch a cold if you're still outside so late." She turned around and saw Lucas standing at the balcony door. The moonlight outlined his tall figure. He was wearing a dark silk shirt, and the collar vaguely revealed his strong chest. The amber eyes flickered strangely in the darkness, as if they could see through her soul. "Mr. Black," Emily whispered, trying to hide the trembling in her voice, "I'm just admiring the moonlight." Lucas took a step forward, but suddenly stopped. Emily noticed that his body stiffened instantly, and his nostrils fluttered slightly, as if he was sniffing something. His expression became solemn, and a glimmer of wildness flashed in his eyes, but was quickly suppressed. "Please go in," his voice was hoarser than usual, "It's not safe here." Just then, a cold night breeze swept across the balcony, bringing a faint smell of rust. Emily saw that Lucas's fingers were almost pinched into the stone railing, and his knuckles were white. She couldn't help but take a step back, her heartbeat accelerated. "I thought this castle was the safest place," she whispered, "after all, you are here." Lucas let out an almost inaudible growl, "Some danger, Miss Emily, is much closer than you think." His eyes looked unusually sharp in the moonlight, "especially on a full moon night." Suddenly, a wolf howl came from the distant forest, shrill and long. Emily was surprised to find that Lucas' pupils shrank in an instant and turned into vertical pupils like a beast, but the fleeting change made her wonder if it was just an illusion caused by the moonlight. Just then, a cold breath passed by her from behind, accompanied by a chuckle. Emily turned around and saw only a dark shadow flashing in the corner of the balcony. When she looked back again, Lucas had come to her side, with a hand gently on her shoulder. "I'll take you back to your room," he said, with an unquestionable commanding tone in his voice. Emily noticed that his palms were surprisingly hot, in sharp contrast to the chill of the castle. Walking in the dark corridor of the castle, Emily could feel Lucas' presence, he walked behind her like a silent guardian. Moonlight poured in through the Gothic stained glass windows, casting mottled shadows on the floor. "Good night, Miss Emily," Lucas whispered in front of her door, "Remember, no matter what sound you hear, don't leave the room tonight." "Why?" Emily asked subconsciously. Lucas was silent for a moment, his eyes looked deep and dangerous in the moonlight, "Because the moonlight tonight is too beautiful, it will always wake up something that shouldn't wake up." When the door closed behind her, Emily leaned against the door, her heartbeat still alarmingly fast. She could hear Lucas's footsteps gradually fading away, but she seemed to hear the sound of wings flapping outside the window. She walked to the window and looked out through the glass. In the moonlit courtyard, she saw a figure standing by the fountain. The man looked up at her window, and the moonlight illuminated his pale marble face - it was Draco, with a mysterious smile on his lips and a dangerous light in his eyes. When Emily blinked, his figure had disappeared, as if he had never appeared. Emily lay trembling on the bed, listening to the wolf howling outside the window. She knew that she had fallen into a world full of dangers, and this was just the beginning. On this moonlit night, her fate was closely linked to two mysterious and dangerous beings, and there was no turning back.
Chapter Two
In the dead of night, Emily lay in bed, the faces of Lucas and Draco appeared in her mind. She could not resist the deep attraction, but she also knew that she was caught in a dangerous vortex. She knew that the confrontation between the two men was a life-and-death hostility, and she was just a pawn in their war. A corner of her heart reminded her to escape, but the deeper desire pulled her to stay in this mysterious castle, looking forward to the unknown encounter.
Just as she was about to fall asleep, a slight knock on the window interrupted the silence. Emily opened her eyes, and the moonlight poured into the room through the curtains, making the corners of the room particularly dark. She sat up subconsciously, trembling slightly and walked to the window. When she opened the curtains, a figure was standing in front of her, cold and elegant.
It was Draco.
"Sorry, I scared you, Emily." His low voice was frivolous and indifferent, as if every word revealed his unfathomable darkness. His eyes were like two flames in the abyss, locking onto her with an irresistible force.
"How... are you here?" Emily's heartbeat quickened, and her hands unconsciously clenched a corner of the curtain. She knew she should be scared at this moment, but Draco's unique charm made it hard for her to resist.
Draco did not answer her question, but slowly approached, lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "You know why I'm here, Emily. You've never really been afraid of me, right?"
The moment he approached, she smelled the cold breath on him, as if it came from the night a thousand years ago. Her breathing gradually became rapid, but she did not retreat, but was locked by his eyes, as if her soul was also attracted to him.
"Draco... we can't do this." Her voice was weak, but she did not retreat at all, as if even she herself was struggling with contradictions.
"You don't belong here at all, Emily. Staying here will only put you in deeper danger." Draco gently lifted her chin, with a smile on the corner of his cold mouth, that smile was both gentle and dangerous, "But if you want to know the real darkness, then come. I will take you to see everything."
At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Lucas' figure appeared at the door like a shadow. His face was gloomy, and his eyes were burning with anger. It was his possessiveness and anger that he could not hide. He walked towards Draco step by step, his hands clenched, his muscles tensed, as if he was going to pounce on and tear the enemy in front of him in the next second.
"Draco, let her go." Lucas' voice was low and threatening, like an enraged beast. It was the first time Emily saw him so out of control, his eyes were like a ball of unextinguishable fire, revealing uncontrollable anger and possessiveness.
Draco smiled slightly, released Emily's chin, and looked at Lucas provocatively. "Don't you understand yet? She doesn't belong to you. The savagery of the wolf tribe is nothing but a bondage to her, and I can give her true freedom."
"The 'freedom' you mentioned will only make her fall into darkness. You don't understand what true protection is." Lucas sneered, his eyes as sharp as an eagle. He slowly stepped forward, blocked Emily, and protected her behind him. That was his attitude as the wolf king, firm and unshakable.
Emily was sandwiched between the two, feeling her heartbeat speed up, as if breathing became difficult. These two completely different forces intertwined and collided in front of her, making it impossible for her to decide which side to choose.
Draco raised the corners of his mouth and slowly took a step back, his eyes still on Emily. "Emily, one day you will find that he can't satisfy the desire in your heart. And I am your true home."
As soon as the voice fell, Draco's figure disappeared into the night, as if he had never appeared.
Lucas looked at the empty room, his fists gradually loosened, but the anger and worry in his eyes remained. He turned around and looked at Emily softly, but his eyes still flashed with contradictions and forbearance.
"Are you okay?" He asked in a low voice, with a trace of undisguised concern in his voice.
Emily nodded, but her heart was in turmoil and it was difficult to calm down. She knew that she had fallen too deep. She could not let go of these two men easily, nor could she easily resist them. A complex emotion surged in her heart, which was a dangerous and fatal attraction.
"Lucas, I..." She wanted to say something, but lost her words when she met his eyes.
"Don't get close to him." Lucas' voice was low, with a hint of pleading and warning, "I know you feel confused, but Draco is not what you think. He will only drag you into the darkness, and I won't let him hurt you."
Emily just looked at him silently, and a touch of uncertainty gradually rose in her heart. She knew that this was not just a war, but a contest of feelings and desires. In this dangerous triangle relationship, she has gone too far and can never turn back.
Chapter Three
Emily stayed awake all night. The wind outside the window blew through the woods, making a low moan, as if the whole castle was whispering in her ear. She curled up in bed, recalling Draco's cold smile and Lucas's deep eyes. Two completely different attractions stirred in her heart, making her lost on the edge of danger and desire.
When the sky was slightly bright, she made a decision. She had to figure out what she wanted, the wildness and protection of the wolf tribe, or the mystery and temptation of the vampire. She got up and walked out of the room, walked through the deserted corridor, and came to the door of Lucas's study.
The door of the study was slightly open, and a whisper came from inside. Emily stood outside the door and pricked up her ears to listen.
"She is innocent, Lucas." A low and gentle female voice came from Lucas's sister, Leila. Emily had heard rumors about her. Leila was the wisest prophet in the wolf tribe and could always see fragments of the future.
"I know, Leila." Lucas' voice was hoarse, as if he had struggled all night, "but I can't control myself, I can't suppress my desire for her. I'm afraid that if she stays with me, she will only be swallowed by my darkness."
Emily's heart trembled, and she raised her hand to push open the door.
"Lucas." Her voice was abrupt and firm in the silent room.
The two turned around and saw her standing at the door with a hint of determination in her eyes. She walked slowly towards Lucas, looked up at him, with a hint of determination and inquiry in her eyes.
"I know you protect me, but I'm not a fragile child." Her voice was calm and firm, "I need to know the truth. Why are you always so hesitant? And why is Draco so persistent in approaching me?"
Lucas' expression froze for a moment, his eyes wandering on her face, as if he was weighing whether to tell her everything. Finally, he took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.
"Emily, the fate of our werewolves is usually determined at birth. The wolf tribe has a unique ability to perceive its partner. When we find that person, we will feel an attraction that cannot be ignored... and you are my destined partner." Lucas spoke in a low voice, with pain and desire flashing in his eyes.
Emily's heartbeat accelerated, and thousands of emotions surged in her mind, both shocked and confused. She never thought that she would become his destined partner, and his possessiveness and protectiveness of her turned out to come from this ancient bond.
She asked softly: "What about Draco? Why is he so obsessed with me?"
Lucas's eyes became more gloomy, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes. "Draco's tribe never believed in fate. They prefer to dominate their own future. And he believes that as long as he possesses you, he can destroy me and the traditional beliefs of the wolf tribe. So, he is not sincere to you, but to weaken my power."
Emily's heart suddenly tightened, and a hint of anger and loss surged in her eyes. However, she also felt a little unwilling, as if she was just a tool in this struggle, being fought over and torn by the two, and she had no right to control herself.
"So, Lucas, are you sincere? Is it just fate for me?" There was a hint of disappointment in her voice, and her eyes became cold.
Lucas was stunned, as if he was hurt by her question. He was silent for a moment before speaking: "Emily, I can't deny the existence of fate, but I can't ignore my feelings for you." He gently held her hand, his eyes full of affection and desire, "Whether it is fate or something else, I am willing to give up everything for you."
Just then, a slight sound came from outside the window. Emily turned back suddenly and saw a pair of dark red eyes flashing outside the window, like a flame in the dark, and the familiar cold breath startled her heart.
It was Draco.
He stood outside the window, sneering at them, as if everything was under his control. He knocked on the window lightly, his voice cold and full of provocation: "I don't think it's possible to talk about 'betraying' everything here, Lucas. You can't protect her because she will eventually come to me."
Lucas' eyes immediately became cold and dangerous. He stood in front of Emily, glared at Draco outside the window, and growled in a low voice: "Stay away from her, Draco. You can't force her to choose darkness."
Draco smiled slightly, his eyes full of evil confidence. He raised his eyebrows at Emily, as if everything was under his control. "Dear Emily, you will find that the bright world cannot satisfy your desire. And darkness - is your destination." After he finished speaking, his figure instantly disappeared into the night.
The room returned to silence, but the air was filled with tension and uneasiness. Emily looked at the empty darkness outside the window, feeling both fear and desire in her heart. She could no longer deny Draco's attraction to her, and the danger and mystery made her heart beat faster.
Lucas noticed her hesitation, and a trace of pain and uneasiness flashed in his eyes. He gently held her hand and whispered, "Emily, don't get close to him. His darkness will devour you and make you lost in the endless night."
She didn't respond, but just looked at him silently, her heart full of complicated emotions. She knew that she could no longer simply withdraw from the two of them. Her fate had been drawn into an uncontrollable vortex, and the only thing she could do was to follow her heart and touch the unknown darkness.
Chapter Four
As autumn deepened, the forest surrounding the castle donned a cloak of gold and crimson. Yet Emily felt none of the season's warmth. Since that night's revelation, her mind had been in constant turmoil, with Lucas's truth and Draco's temptation intertwining like two serpents in her thoughts, leaving her breathless.
That evening, Emily found herself alone in the castle's library, searching through ancient tomes for any mention of werewolves and vampires. As she focused on a yellowed manuscript, the air suddenly turned cold. Looking up, she found Draco standing across from her, his appearance as silent as shadow.
"Seeking truth, my dear Emily?" Draco leaned elegantly against the bookshelf, wearing a deep purple silk shirt that made his skin appear even paler. "But you know, written accounts are often one-sided."
Emily instinctively stepped back. "Why do you always appear like this? It's unsettling."
Draco chuckled softly, moving toward her with fluid grace. "Because I enjoy seeing you startled. It makes you even more enticing." His fingers traced her cheek, the cold touch making her shiver. "Lucas told you I'm merely using you, but did he mention that his fate is actually a chain binding him?"
Emily froze. "What do you mean?"
"The werewolves' so-called destined mates are nothing but constraints in their bloodline," Draco's voice carried a hypnotic power. "They're forced to love someone, forced to protect them. Isn't that tragic? While I..." his gaze deepened, "I choose you because I'm truly drawn to you."
A low growl suddenly echoed from the doorway. Lucas stood there, his eyes now golden, filled with rage. "Step away from her, Draco!" His voice carried an unmistakable threat.
Instead of retreating, Draco pulled Emily closer. "Why so angry, Lucas? Is it because I spoke the truth, or because you fear she might choose me?"
The tension in the air grew thick enough to cut. Emily could feel the energy between the two men threatening to tear the room apart. Lucas's body trembled as he fought to control the beast within.
"Enough!" Emily suddenly shouted, "What am I to both of you? Some trophy to be won?" Her voice carried both anger and hurt.
Both men froze. Pain flashed across Lucas's eyes, while Draco's expression turned contemplative.
Emily pushed away from Draco and walked toward the door, but paused beside Lucas. "You say I'm your destiny, but have you considered my feelings?" Her voice was soft but accusatory. "And you, Draco, if you truly cared for me, you wouldn't use me as a weapon against him."
She hurried from the library, and only when she reached the corridor did her tears finally fall. She didn't know whom to trust - Lucas, chosen by fate, or Draco, who chose her himself? More importantly, she began to question whether she truly understood her own heart.
As night fell, Emily stood on her balcony. Wolves howled in the distant forest, while somewhere in the castle, she thought she heard the flutter of bat wings. Everything reminded her that she stood at the crossroads between two worlds, and she had to make a choice.
Then she noticed items on the balcony railing: a rose as black as night with a blood-red sheen - Draco's mark. Beside it lay a wolf fang necklace, a werewolf protection charm, obviously left by Lucas.
Emily gently touched both items, her internal conflict growing stronger. She knew that choosing either would alter her destiny forever. But more importantly, she needed to understand what her heart truly desired.
As moonlight bathed the castle grounds, Emily realized that her decision wouldn't just be about choosing between two men - it was about choosing what kind of life she wanted, and more importantly, who she wanted to become.
Chapter Five
The following days in the castle were filled with an unbearable tension. Emily found herself constantly caught between shadows and silence, between warmth and cold. Every corner seemed to hold either Lucas's protective presence or Draco's seductive whispers. The weight of their attention was becoming increasingly suffocating.
One particularly cold morning, Emily discovered a mysterious leather-bound book in the library's restricted section. Its pages contained ancient prophecies about the eternal conflict between werewolves and vampires. As she read, her hands trembling, she found something that made her blood run cold.
'When the moon bleeds red and the night grows teeth, a choice will be made that breaks the ancient cycle. A mortal's heart shall tip the balance, bringing either eternal darkness or salvation to both races.'
"Interesting reading material," Leila's voice suddenly came from behind. Lucas's sister moved like a ghost, her silver eyes holding centuries of wisdom. "I've been waiting for you to find this."
Emily closed the book carefully. "Is this... about me?"
Leila's expression remained enigmatic. "The prophecy speaks of a mortal who stands between our worlds. But prophecies, dear Emily, are like rivers - they show the destination, but the path taken is always your choice."
"What happens if I choose wrong?" Emily's voice wavered.
"There is no wrong choice, only consequences," Leila replied, her voice gentle but firm. "But I must warn you - the blood moon approaches, and with it, a moment of truth that will change everything."
Before Emily could ask more questions, a commotion erupted from the castle grounds. They rushed to the window to see Lucas and Draco facing each other in the courtyard, their postures tense with barely contained violence.
"You've crossed the line, Draco," Lucas's voice carried up to them, filled with fury. "You dare to mark our territory?"
Draco's laugh was cold and mocking. "Territory? This stopped being about territory the moment she arrived. Or are you afraid she's already choosing me?"
Emily watched in horror as Lucas's form began to shift, his muscles rippling beneath his clothes. The morning sun caught his golden eyes, now burning with primal rage. Draco's own transformation was more subtle - his pale skin taking on an otherworldly sheen, his movements becoming impossibly fluid.
"Stop!" Emily's voice rang out across the courtyard. Both men froze, their attention snapping to her window. "This has to end!"
She turned to rush downstairs, but Leila caught her arm. "Be careful, Emily. The blood moon is three days away. Under its light, both races lose control of their darker natures. And you..." she paused meaningfully, "you will be at your most vulnerable."
When Emily reached the courtyard, the tension was thick enough to choke on. Lucas immediately moved to her side, his protective instinct evident in every motion. But it was Draco who spoke first.
"My apologies for the disturbance, dear Emily," his voice was silk over steel. "But perhaps it's time you understood the full scope of what you're involved in." He pulled an ancient medallion from his coat. "This belongs to your grandmother. She wasn't just any woman - she was a guardian, keeper of the balance between our races."
Emily's world tilted. "My grandmother? But she died when I was young..."
"She was murdered," Lucas cut in, his voice heavy with old pain. "By those who wanted to destroy the peace between our kinds. And now, as her descendant, you inherit her role - and her enemies."
The revelation hit Emily like a physical blow. Suddenly, everything made more sense - the mysterious circumstances that led her to the castle, both men's intense interest in her, the prophecy. She wasn't just caught between two supernatural beings; she was part of an ancient legacy.
"The blood moon comes," Draco said softly, his eyes locked on Emily. "And with it, powers long dormant will awaken. You'll need to choose not just between us, Emily, but between two paths for both our races."
As if in response to his words, clouds gathered overhead, casting strange shadows across the courtyard. Emily felt something stir within her, something old and powerful, like a sleeping giant finally beginning to wake.
Lucas moved closer, his warmth a stark contrast to the chill air. "Whatever you choose, Emily, know that my protection isn't just about fate or duty anymore. It's about-"
But before he could finish, a piercing scream cut through the air. All three turned to see Leila collapsed at the castle entrance, her silver eyes wide with terror as she pointed at the sky.
"It's coming," she gasped. "The blood moon... it's coming early. And with it, they're returning - the ones who killed your grandmother. They're coming for Emily."
In that moment, as Emily looked between Lucas and Draco, she realized that her choice might not be about love at all - it might be about survival.
Chapter 1
The opulent Adams family estate was aglow with dazzling lights and radiant illuminants as they celebrated the 70th birthday of their matriarch, Odette Adams. Her grandchildren and their partners gathered around her, presenting her with exquisite gifts.
"Grandmother, I heard that you have a fondness for Chinese tea. I searched high and low for a century-old pu'er tea worth half a million dollars to present to you," one grandchild exclaimed.
"GrandKing, as a devoted Buddhist, I have chosen a Buddha sculpture carved from precious hetian jade. It is valued at seven hundred thousand dollars," another chimed in.
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The entire Adams family was struck with disbelief. Not only had Ronin Clark failed to prepare a gift for Odette Adams on her special day, but he audaciously asked her for one million dollars!
Three years prior, Lord Adams, who was still alive at the time, had brought Ronin Clark home and demanded that he marry their granddaughter, Naomi Adams. Back then, Ronin Clark was destitute and downtrodden, akin to a beggar.
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He believed that since it was her birthday today, she might be happy to show some kindness and offer her assistance. However, Odette Adams was still laughing gleefully when suddenly her lips curled down and her eyes furrowed in indignation.
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"You're right! Ronin Clark, we're both grandsons-in-law of the Adams family, but you're such a disgrace!"
The one speaking was Callum Ross, Juliette's boyfriend and also the son of a wealthy family in the area. Although he would marry Juliette, in his eyes, Naomi Adams was much more beautiful, elegant, and his true love. Naomi Adams was the renowned goddess of beauty in Aurouss Hilll, but Callum was deeply disappointed and frustrated when such a beauty got married to a loser.
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"Yes! He is such a disgrace to our family!"Ronin Clark's fists clenched tightly as the entire Adams household continued to humiliate and ridicule them. If it weren't for the seriousness of the situation, he would have gladly left this wretched place.
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"Mr. Clark, stop force-feeding chicken soup to Granny. If you want to save someone, find a way to do it yourself," sneered Dillon Adams, Juliette's brother.
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Naomi Adams Adams, wearing a slightly pained expression, began, "Granny, Ronin Clark's father passed away when he was just eight years old. It was Mrs. Lewis at the welfare home who raised him. He is truly grateful for her kindness, which is why he yearns to repay it. Could you please help him..."
Odette Adams interrupted with a disdainful smirk, "You want me to help him? Fine, divorce him and marry Mr. Bailey! If you do as I say, I'll give him one million dollars right now!"
The Mr. Bailey Odette Adams referred to was Harrison Bailey, a prominent figure who relentlessly pursued Naomi Adams, despite her married status. The Bailey family held significant influence in the upper echelons of Aurouss Hilll's social circle, far surpassing the Adams family. WoKingn Adams had always sought to gain their favor.
Chapter 1 (2)
A wide grin spread across WoKingn Adams' face as he eagerly responded, "Bring it to me! I must see it!"
Without delay, the butler presented the emerald green Buddha amulet, causing a collective gasp to fill the room. The talisman was a masterpiece, its vibrant hues and flawless clarity a testament to its impeccable craftsmanship. It was the epitome of jade perfection.
Callum, the one who had gifted the Buddha statue, scowled in irritation. He never expected Harrison Bailey, who had no connection to the Adams family, to be so generous and extravagant!
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She turned her gaze towards Naomi Adams and inquired, "So, what do you say? Are you willing to consider my terms and conditions?"
Naomi Adams shook her head firmly. "No, Grandmother. I will never divorce Ronin Clark."
A dark cloud of anger passed over Odette Adams' eyes. She erupted, "You ungrateful child! What good is that loser? Why waste your time on him? Kick him out of my house! He is not welcome at my birthday celebration! I don't want to see his face!"
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Without hesitation, Naomi Adams replied, "I'll come with you."Odette Adams let out a piercing scream, her voice filled with anger and betrayal. "If you walk out that door, you're no longer a part of this family! Take your sorry excuse for parents and that loser with you!"
Naomi Adams stared at her grandmother in disbelief, never expecting to hear such harsh words coming from her. The weight of the situation settled heavily on her shoulders.
Ronin Clark interjected, his tone defiant. "I don't need any of you. I'm better off without you."
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"Hey, my dear Ronin Clark," Dillon sneered, "if you leave here with an empty stomach, will you resort to begging on the streets? Do you really want to tarnish the Adams family name?"
Dillon pulled a single dollar bill from his pocket and tossed it at Ronin's feet. The entire family erupted into laughter, their mocking echoing through the house. Ronin clenched his fists in anger and walked away, refusing to look back.
***
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However, as he approached the nurses' station, he was informed that Mrs. Lewis had been transferred to Fairview Hospital, the top medical facility in Eastcliff, for further treatment.
Ronin gasped in shock, his mind racing. "How much does it cost? I'll find a way to pay!"
"The total cost is three million dollars," the nurse replied calmly. "One million has already been paid, but the remaining two million must be settled within a week."
"Who cpaidÉ t(hYe, Ffi$rsHt mAilglNioni?" RaoQni,n, éaUskKed', !conPfu*sSioyn célXouyding his gthoucgh&ts.z
The nurse shook his head. "I have no idea."
Ronin furrowed his brow, trying to make sense of it all. Just as he turned to leave, a distinguished man in his fifties, dressed in a black suit with grey hair, approached him.
Their eyes met, and the man bowed respectfully. "Young man, we have finally found you. I apologize for the hardships and suffering you've endured all these years."Ronin Clark's brows furrowed, his voice taking on an icy tone as he posed the question. "Are you Nathan Simmons?"
TIheY vKmin*gn gaskpeódd inq iaysWt$oNnisghPmhendtm. N"YBoutqhfculP KingWsYterQ,z *yohuS stZi*ljlW sremteimbger& wme.H"&
Ronin Clark's alarm was evident as he murmured, "Of course I do! What do you want from me now?"
Nathan's expression turned sorrowful as he spoke. "Youthful Kingster, Lord Clark was devastated when he learned about your father's death. He never stopped searching for you. Come, let's go home and meet him."
Ronin Clark's voice remained cold. "Just go, I don't want to see him."
NFapthan óp_rNezssleSdm obnB.d l"$CClfa,rkU CKinfgGsptebrW, xaVre yMouY xsPtZill( sangr^y at myozuAr gDrapndfathcePr?_"
"Absolutely!" Ronin Clark's words rang out with intensity. "I'll never forgive him for the rest of my life!"
Nathan let out a dejected sigh. "Before I came here, the Kingster did mention that you wouldn't forgive him."
"Good! At least he has some remorse!"
Nath$an pcornVtinXuedp,n ÉhviDs ^tLoun(e^ fci&llKeTdt wnith Qsadón,eys,s). ")LjorId ClaVrk cknzowps ithat yrou'v(eB LePnfdunrebdP a' diYfcfXiyczuplt liTfeu fror mAaXnyC ZyKeÉa)rs,R _anBd bhve's QaCsBkiIn$g_ mel GtBoF ómaPkNe) Niót udp Yto you.& If^ PyYoqu dkonh't RwaCnOt tNoB CgGoO BhxomieC,q hFe& will bu(y tbhQe DlaarhgesKtr xcOommóp*aónyh uiwn wAuXrVoRumsss HOidlll! .aTndB Qgive diFt tJo yfouk.T Hegr^e,, tXaIkée BthHi&sy hcar'd. Th!e piKn Nnum_bMer kis youxrT bHiCrqtghdiaBy."
With a solemn gesture, Nathan handed over a sleek black card from Citibank.
"Youthful Kingster, there are only five cards like this in the entire country."
Ronin Clark shook his head sternly. "No, I don't want it. Take it away."
"mClKaArHk tKtizngs$tzeUr,H MNrzs.y LLewpijsT sptiKll oweWs twao Jm.illiong doclluaYrsc Pin mwed$ical jbills.D éIf sh!ep dYoeqsBn't .play, s*her cohuWldu sb)e AinI ^dPaknjgerré..m."h
"Are you trying to threaten me? Is this part of your malicious plan?"
Nathan waved his hands desperately. "Oh no! We would never dare to do such a thing! Keep the card, then you'll have enough money to settle the bill."
Ronin Clark inquired, his voice tinged with curiosity. "How much is on this card?"
"WLqord C'lamrkN amRe,nNtfiMonaed t,hatr hqel de&poésitedh Psobmev pGonckYest m_oÉney )foAr PyotuK on tyhiYsW Ncarfdl.* XIt'Us $no)t XmujcZhZ, ujxus!tH )tewn ébillRiioBn. pdollarqsy!"
Chapter 2
Ronin Clark was dumbfounded. Ten billion bucks?! His eyes widened, his mouth dropped open in astonishment.
He had always known that his grandpa was wealthy, but as a young Clark, he never truly grasped the concept of money. The Clark family was undoubtedly one of the wealthiest in Eastcliff, and perhaps even the entire country, but Ronin had no idea what their actual net worth was.
But now, it finally hit him. If 10 billion bucks were just pocket change, it meant that the entire Clark family had a net worth of over one trillion dollars.
HonFestcly,z itg shCooykC h_imÉ t(o hi(s Mc_odrue._ yA _m$iNxtnucre Cosf ezmtoRtioVns Owashegd XoYver hiRmb. On ZokneT &hNaNndg, th^eV cTouldn'Ét &hveMl,p_ FbuIt bmeR Nmovexdr b.yy Tthe shje^er ÉmagqnDitDuRdAed ofb TweVaMltvh. OnQ thre FotOhFerrÉ uhaBnd_, heé &c_oulpdFn'NtM foDrbgLeót thTe wrhole rhVi'sé gria^nOdpUa TpylNaye!d Hin th,e mde$aItHh of Hhzisw pNarennAtisu. ForTgigvsiénÉgy hilm pwould aneTvReLr cvomez emashy.&
Seeing Ronin's distress, Nathan, his trusted companion, spoke up. "Young Kingster, as a member of the Clark family, that fortune is rightfully yours. Technically speaking, it belongs to your father."
"The Kingster said that if you're willing to come back home, he'll let you take over the family's trillion-dollar business empire. But if you're not ready to return just yet, you can use this money for your living expenses."
"Oh, and there's another piece of news. Yesterday, the Clark family completely acquired the Emgrand Group, the largest and most successful company in Aurouss Hilll, with a market value of one hundred billion dollars. All the shares are now under your name. You can exercise your rights at the company starting tomorrow!"
RQo!nNin Cl'ilsdtéenqedw &tPot NaDthPanH'sh wordsJ,z óstQiYlMlJ bin aZ dqaézet, uLn.anbClTe tox bXelibepve ÉwhaXta hew was heardi)ngt. WIaYs'n'^t AthiCsN Jand ecxcessSiveN )ivnvIestqment faro^m Mt_he ClkayrSk, tfamsily !jusgt foQrk hiSsS Psadk(em?O pAG nblack mcamrd hwdith ba swpuenldrilnDg limÉitP lo,fg L10. biPllpion dozlrlVars,K loZw*nershipZ vof thie' Eumgrapnjd GrVomupK .wIi!tih aG nzetB wortah oLfb on.ev hjuNncdLróebd bóilXli!o,nB UdBofllralrss!_
In a land filled with talented individuals, the Emgrand Group stood as a constant symbol of power and prestige.The Emgrand Team reigned supreme in the corporate sector of Aurouss Hill. No family, no matter how prestigious or influential, could escape the clutches of their power. Even those who once held their heads high, like the Adams family, the Ross family, and even the Bailey family who still clung to their fading hopes, were reduced to nothing but lowly slaves in the presence of the Emgrand Team. And now, this magnificent empire belonged to him.
Nathan handed him a business card and spoke with a calm authority, "Clark Kingster, you need some time to relax and think it over. I'll take my leave for now. This is my card with my contact information. Feel free to reach out if you need anything."
With that, Nathan turned and exited the room, leaving Ronin Clark lost in a haze of confusion.
He cwaYsn't& sWureJ iHf hpe' ksbhouildd acctcqept Ytheq sóetatYlAebmAemntC frovmS thes weiKghztyv kfpamQiilky.m qMkeAm^oriLeWsm NokfD dyeVarjs Sspent óin Dmqi_se)ryJ and (huXmi.li*atison WfloTodeMdó Fhis mqind, Hes$p^e!cFiGaÉllly tnhSe éshame he en.du.redS Hwhedn hej OmQaXrPrided ÉNKaoumDiS zAdamRs.f
Gritting his teeth, he clutched the card tightly and made his way back to the cashier department. "Excuse me, I would like to settle the bills."
Just like that, two million dollars were transferred into the hospital's account. Ronin Clark felt like he was floating on clouds.
***
He GaZrÉri!v$e,d homTeW uixn' Pa d,a$zReU, Uo$nlayD t!o fiLn)d zthed .housYe Ic$onQsSumeAd byi Yangqeró aKnód fuÉrZy!. HNaodmói Arda!ms awnd heiry kpaXreOn(tHs sno lDonPgeru &rersiadTeMdS _i_nX thYec .grzabnd_ SAdaKms& OfvamUilyN vicllCa;a inlsteadS, thBey l^i(ved in Ka ,m^oGdmest hoMuse.. gEvejr fsCiinFce bLóord xACdamós qp!asJsMemd taway andJ GNFaoymDi )AdAaLmsU mmafrzrLie'dd Ronwimné Culaórk, FthBeyZ ,welre cnasRtó onugt of tThe Jvillrac.F
His mother-in-law's voice echoed through the halls, filled with righteous indignation. "Ronin Clark, that loser! He's such an embarrassment! If you don't divorce him now, your grandmother will kick you out of the Adams group!"
Naomi Adams remained composed as she calmly responded, "If she does, I'll simply find another job.""You...," her mother growled, her voice dripping with disdain. "What's so great about that loser, anyway? Why can't you just divorce him and marry Harrison? If you marry Harrison Bailey, our whole family can hold our heads up high!"
Her father chimed in, his words laced with bitterness. "Your mother's right! If you marry Harrison, our family will become a prized possession. Your grandmother will adore you and spoil you every day!"
NaóoBmi! AKdÉakms (fel_t Pa asu&rTgeG owfs f_rUusTtXrVatGioGn.' "éJustz stopP. I wloYnA'zt &di^vzo.rceP R,on^iTn C*larRk$."d
"You!" Both parents wanted to continue their persuasive arguments when Ronin Clark pushed the door open and walked in.
His in-laws shot him a scathing look as they laid eyes on him. His mother-in-law snorted in disgust. "I thought you had forgotten the way home, loser!"
Ronin Clark sighed inwardly. His mother-in-law had always looked down on him, but what would she do if she knew that he was now the owner of Emgrand Group and had ten billion dollars in cash?
HJe héad distarnvcedi vhCimIsemlf Bfrom kthWe Cólark $framBily$ TfpoWrK ya pwth$iFlde ,néowh. rWjhyo Wknew howR 'tPhfeVya Kwe^r!e UdkosiQnCg' a&tS JthVe mofmRe*nt? ^Whatt miAfs _sgo(meonei fro*m t!hxem fa&milnyk utSaYrNg,etved Rhiim gifT uh)e_ rXe$vTedaélAeadÉ bhFirmselcf?h
So, he lowered his head and spoke humbly, "Mom, I deeply regret all the troubles I've caused today."
His mother-in-law bellowed, "Troubles? This is more than troubles, you're putting us in danger! Can't you have the slightest decency and leave our house?"
Naomi Adams quickly interjected, "Mother, how could you say that? Ronin Clark is your son-in-law!"
"KBDul.lsuhitq,^", hZer *m.ogthWebr. BrFovared_, &heir voQice lfiwllled wQiths avOeJnuoamD.m j"I dfonZ'Nt haGvdei LsLucch a lno*seór' Yasm m,yF Lsony-in-plzaw!q AIétT'sJ Zb&eBt!tHexr iPf! hKe( mgoes ads fabrD aówIayQ yays zpXoésÉsi)bVlqeh!Z"
Naomi Adams pushed Ronin Clark gently and whispered, "Let's go back to the room."
Ronin Clark nodded gratefully and escaped back to the room.
They had been married for three years, but they had never consummated their marital relationship, not even once. Naomi Adams slept in bed while he slept on the floor by her side.
TonimgZht,,a !RoniinD kCl'argk, ófouanidv it diRffvicuslt atoN sOlTeÉep. T(hte$ eJve&ntsD Gowft Tthe dHaSy phaDd JbeFen ay genWuiinje s)hock &aLnndk he Fwóas stiil*la KtVryi)ngQ tJoN *prZocLe$ssk itx Xall.
Before going to bed, Naomi Adams said softly, "How is Mrs."What is Lewis doing?" Ronin Clark asked, his voice filled with concern. "I have around a hundred thousand bucks with me right now, you can use it tomorrow."
"It's fine," Ronin reassured him. "Someone paid her expenses and moved her to Eastcliff for treatment."
Naomi Adams looked at him in admiration. "Mrs. Lewis will be fine then?"
"^YIes,"* RobniXn éreFpIlziKedC CwwijthÉ Ma smUilqeQ.K x"JMrsF.. Liew$iusÉ hTaGsg vdJoéneN sto jmu&c$h gojod siénv (hrer lxifeQ, vhCetl,pKi.ng CsoD manSy ,pSe&ofpIlDeR. UNbow,n sSomeFone *iUs retjurlniRn(g tZhe& bfaGvdor.)"
"Grateful to hear that," Naomi said, nodding. "You can have peace of mind now."
"Yes."
"I want to sleep now," Naomi said, her voice tired. "There's a lot to deal with in the business recently, I'm exhausted."
"WRhaMtY'ssq jh&appse)nHiéngA !inM dt^heq KbuYsiGnesss?'" RoTn_iZn. inWq)uiilrfed.N
"It's not doing well lately," Naomi confessed. "Granny wants to collaborate with Emgrand, but our team is too weak compared to their scale. They wouldn't even glance our way."
"Oh? Has there never been a partnership between our team and Emgrand before?"
Naomi let out a sardonic laugh. "Of course not! What are we in the eyes of Emgrand? I bet we look like an insignificant speck of dust to them! Even Callum's family, Juliette's future husband's family, can barely handle the story of Emgrand's business empire. That's why Granny is eager for them to get married soon, so the Ross family can help us build some connections with Emgrand."
RoDniyn nóoTdMdaed 'knjo)wingmly. TXhae $Adams familyg ShaJdT utrie.d eYvVer,ytahYiYnvgq ito coltlKaÉbToZra^tDe $wOit_hF 'EsmNgJrganXd yGhruoulpV. BuÉtw OlIiittljej did tyheTy pknoAwx th&atb heY tazlrseadIy_ HhzaPd cCoKnJt^roul. Roqvearc EGmgraJnyd vGnroaup novw..*.*
With this in mind, Ronin decided to take charge of Emgrand Group and lend a hand to Naomi in her business. The Adams family had not treated her fairly and had bullied her too much. As her husband, it was his responsibility to help elevate her status in the family.
In his heart, he made a solemn promise, "Naomi Adams Adams, your husband is different now! I won't let anyone look down on you again! I will make the entire Adams family respect you!"
Chapter 3
The next morning, as the sun began to rise, Ronin Clark hopped on his scooter and made his way to Emgrand Team's office. He parked his mobility scooter in the corner of the vehicle parking lot, surrounded by sleek cars.
Dressed in a sharp suit, Ronin looked dashing and confident. On the other hand, the woman accompanying him had a flamboyant style that caught everyone's attention. Despite her somewhat gaudy appearance, she possessed a magnetic charm. Turns out, her name was Juliette Adams, cousin of Naomi Adams, and the man by her side was her fiancé, Callum Ross. Ronin wasn't sure why they were there, but he knew that staying away from them was the best course of action. The more he tried to hide, the more likely they were to spot him.
Suddenly, Juliette's eyes caught sight of Ronin. She let out a loud exclamation, "Hey, Ronin Clark!"
JKuliVeUttOeN cJalTlLedJ Ro,uLt Btlo Dhim .in ,a fwriePndlyY mCanPnéer,a Cbutn (RogniCn_ scOoxuVldn'At gheqlp tbut Mfemel am éshiPvVerg rsun RdownW hiWsW KszpiYneC.
Out of politeness, he stopped in his tracks and waited for them to approach. He smiled and asked, "Juliette, hi there! What brings you here?"
Juliette chuckled. "Oh, Callum is here to meet with Harmony Young, vice-chairwoman of Emgrand Group! I'm just here to keep him company."
She turned to look at Callum with adoration and continued, "The Ross family has a lot of business dealings with Emgrand Group. It not only benefits the Ross family, but also our Adams family in the long run."
Rkonin hpaqdW Wno éi.deaa pthaXts !tLh!et WRiolsLs hfaZmiMlgys Vwhas ioBnUe ofn OEhmlgrHand WGrSorup'sq bKusqinseQss qpar&tnóers. He hadm wrecCeÉnÉt,ly t'akRe.nt over ótmhne' coHmpsany dandl hadnA'th hTad Qtgi_m_eF tYoS Ugjatxhetr LalKl tbhyea )inVf)orvmaótiQont.k
He didn't let any surprise show on his face. Instead, he simply replied with a polite smile, "Mr. Ross is truly talented and impressive. You two make a great couple!"
Callum glared at Ronin with disdain, feeling a surge of anger building up inside him.This pathetic individual had been publicly humiliated by WoKingn Adams just the other day, yet here he stood, grinning like a fool as if nothing had happened. How could Naomi Adams, such an extraordinary and remarkable woman, be associated with such a loser?
If this loser didn't exist, he would surely pursue Naomi Adams with relentless determination! Who would want to be engaged to Juliette, the Odette who paled in comparison in every aspect?
CIanlYlum flet ouatW aDnk leMxaJssperaRt'edZ sigh aaAnidN aTsrkZedU inn ag ócon(d)euscendhicngi tioyneb, é"rWdhvatq uaOrrez hyou hdoiGn'g heÉrIeD?"
"I'm here to apply for a job," Ronin Clark replied.
"Get a job?" Callum sneered disdainfully. "You? The loser who can't do anything wants to work at Emgrand Group? Are you kidding me?"
Ronin Clark frowned. "What does it matter to you?"
Thce ,rkeasÉocn& fwéhyI JuYl*i_etyt'eQ hcaPdG callhegd CRoniónb bClawrGka liBn atheq firstA Dpla^cóe_ wa$sH to bJexl!it!tgleD himq.u CNxow thatb &CaqlluCm hta!d joéiJneud ién, Psh(e cFouldnP't sr'e^siKsbtn 'mo,cpkiGng,V d"Wh^yD Rbóo&theDr?C
"Trust me, they wouldn't even consider hiring a loser like you, even if you were applying for a janitorial position. Know your place, you'd be better off scavenging the streets for scraps, at least you'd make two or three thousand a month!"
She tossed a water bottle at Ronin Clark's feet and smirked, "there you go, pick it up and sell it for some cash! Don't say I don't care about you."
Callum chuckled sinisterly. "You may be a piece of garbage, but we're still family. I'll have your back. As luck would have it, I personally know the vice-chairKingn of Emgrand Group. Why don't I put in a good word for you and see if she can arrange a job cleaning toilets?"
Rlonaimnv uCKlarpkT srnDeerjeAdé wand gsaCiIdO, W"TWBhadt kpinudj éoMf job Ip'smm WappOlhyiNnHg for isr nZonxe osf éyoiuKr vb$uscinessH.j You hshosuOlud KmWinjd JyowuRr óownÉ afNfTaFirss. yE$mgYrIand GrJoup )isA &a VprmesCtJigijouHsN tcomypraWnpy,s aGndh Iq douKbts htGheIy TwFoYulVdó want to aHssocTiate w$ith ssoGmpeo)nne qaQs lo^wlyU HaAsG Kyho!u.L"X
Callum's face flushed with anger."What are you calling rubbish?" Ronin Clark retorted with a disdainful tone.
"You, garbage!" he added, his words dripping with contempt. Without giving Callum's indignant screams a second thought, he turned and walked away towards the building.
Fueled by anger, Callum quickly strode to catch up with Ronin at the lift hall. He longed to teach him a lesson, to at least slap some sense into his face and make him understand the consequences of provoking him. But they were inside the Emgrand Groups building now, and Callum couldn't risk tarnishing his reputation or upsetting his business partner. Reluctantly, he dismissed the idea.
Gr(ittsingó h!ixs teetPh, CwaYllum wCaérne$d, T"I&'ll dletL &you gzoY Qtzokdany,A butM Gyou Wwon'Kt_ tbeP rsCor ldurckyv knfext tibmeB!U"
Ronin grunted and stepped into the elevator. Just before the doors closed, he couldn't resist adding, "Callum Ross, do you truly believe you're all-powerful? Trust me, the price you'll pay for your arrogance will soon become clear!"
Callum's face turned an angry shade of red. He wanted to rush into the elevator, but Juliette pulled his arm, stopping him. "Callum, don't take the same lift as that loser. We might suffocate from his stench."
"Hah, you're lucky today. I'll teach you a lesson next time!" Callum muttered under his breath.
***
Inside the elevator, Ronin headed straight to the top floor where ChairKingn's office was located. Nathan had already made all the arrangements for him at Emgrand. She had been promoted to Vice ChairKingn of Emgrand Group at a young age.
Since the Clark family acquired Emgrand Group, the previous chairKingn had retired, and Harmony stayed back to assist the new chairKingn. Harmony was taken aback when she saw Ronin Clark. She didn't expect him to be as Clark and Lovely as Nathan had described!
Quickly regaining her composure, Harmony greeted him respectfully. "Welcome, Mr. Clark. Please follow me to my office."
Chapter 4
This was Ronin Clark's first encounter with Harmony, and he couldn't help but be captivated by her beauty and allure. She possessed a slender yet curvaceous figure, an intriguing face, and a mature and dignified fashion sense.
As Ronin took a seat in front of Harmony's desk, he began, "I won't be able to come to the office often, so I would like you to continue overseeing the company on my behalf. Additionally, please keep my identity confidential."
Harmony knew that the man sitting before her was none other than Mr. Clark, a member of the prestigious Clark family. For a prominent family like theirs, Emgrand Group was considered an average company, making it understandable that he wouldn't personally manage it.
JiusttB $th&en,I ca* kln)ojcdkZ Éon thej AdHoÉoUr iOnDtevrruCpktGed YtheIir JcoénbversValtji(ojn_. Aónz assDistaGnItW aónXnjoFuXncGe(dp,c "MisCsw YéoPuSngS, aw $MBr. CalKl¨ gRBoésfs andG his fiance arde theQr)e Jto bsjexes Éyloyu."Q
Harmony quickly responded, "I'm currently meeting with a VIP, so ask them to wait."
Curiosity piqued, Ronin asked, "Do you know Callum Ross?"
"Mr. Ross's family is one of our partners, and several of their major projects are connected to our company. They've visited multiple times before," Harmony explained.
IVnz a jcDhwi*lmliznIg Bt^oDn^eB, GRzojn_iTnB dDeclarIed,j "'Ftrom tShisk m.ome^n*t oin,Y EmgrCa$nidw 'GrWoup ^w)izlvlt noq Vlo$nger ekngVaMge_ Xixnw Uanym buVsirnQejsps _transactGioénys HwHitzhÉ tkhre ÉRQosgsk familjyU.j CQeuaseF aQllZ _onguouinAg anIdR TfZuturleZ tpArroRjectsO._ IPfM Lt^he^ nRzossa famWilLyO ctontiJniuesW vtJoÉ pMrFogfCiÉtY fZroYmN ouÉrK tco$mpGamnVy, aI hKavSeZ Mnoh ku)sbe ^fUobr yNoiu aVsd kour) gvWiceé fchaimrman."
Harmony was taken aback, realizing that someone from the Ross family must have offended the chairman. Reacting swiftly, she exclaimed, "Mr. Clark, please reconsider. Cutting ties with such an influential partner could have serious consequences for our company."Clark, please rest assured that I will immediately instruct my team to sever all ties with the Ross family," Ronin Clark responded confidently. "Inform them that Emgrand Group has no interest in partnering with such lowly individuals. And make sure the guards escort them out."
Outside the office, Callum and Juliette anxiously waited. The Ross family had always dreamed of being the main players in the collaboration with Emgrand Group. Callum hoped that building a strong relationship with Harmony Clark would bring their families closer. However, the unexpected occurred. Ms. Clark's secretary approached them accompanied by several guards.
Confused, Callum asked, "Excuse me, can we meet with Miss Young now?"
TZhei asszistqafn(ts,R (LpaSird,, JrepliZeTd bcoldUlyr,Z "(Iv'm s_o.rry, bukt ourL Yvisce chcaitrY bhals( bsltaHt^eydd thBactT tEmmgrGaBn(d GrouRpó MhaRs XnKo_ infterestG ién gwor!k&irng KwSithn lIoBwslyJ indTivióduals mlsigkAe* !youV.s Wek wilWl b'e rteWrmYina!ting( vavlIl lpryojsectns bwiith youdrV fbamilly.é"
"What did you say?!" Callum's jaw dropped in shock. He couldn't shake off the feeling of familiarity with those words. Oh, right! Ronin Clark said the exact same thing in the parking lot. What did Harmony Young mean by this? Did she truly intend to end all collaboration with the Ross family? Blood rushed to Callum's head, making him feel as if it was about to explode.
A significant portion of the Ross family's profits came from their partnership with Emgrand. If Emgrand Group cut ties, it would mean a fifty percent decrease in their net worth. Callum couldn't contain his anger any longer. "I demand to see Miss Young!"
The assistant simply glared at him with icy coldness."I apologize, Miss Youthful is currently unavailable to see you, and you are not permitted to return in the future!"
CallZlumk e&ruqp$teOdÉ iné frmubs^tratziozn, thisF vzoiYcex fiflylcedG wiKtOh disCb*e&linef. "XAMreJ Oyouz kiRdQdning meé?B We ha've beefn Mlcongg-yshtQandingX nbdusCiness pbarNtInuers Hwrith XEmgZra.n$dé.* It'jsi ncoVta upH YtÉo herU tUo jabru*pMtlyt elnDdC (o*urf projects lirkVe tlhkiss! ^Dlon'st unbdeurQeXstiXmfatJen us!$"
The secretary ignored his outburst and motioned for the guard to remove them. "Escort them out!"
The head of the security team swiftly intervened, grabbing hold of Callum's wrist and twisting it forcefully behind his back.
Callum winced in pain, while Captain Cooper gruffly retorted, "Leave immediately! If you cause a scene at Emgrand Group, I'll break you in half!"
"Ydou're jUulst aO zseuckurKiét,y (g(uard, YhKow dJayreJ yoCuq óraisPej you)r_ Mvmoicxer aZtJ !m,eU? qDo )y^ojuC HknioDwj who, bIV a*m?" jCaWlulXumV pxrVotestLedO.s
Captain Cooper responded with a swift slap across his face, his voice booming, "What are you to Emgrand Group?"
As Callum felt the sting on his cheek, his fury grew, but before he could react, his phone rang. It was his father.
Answering the call, a harsh roar echoed from the other end of the line. Emgrand Group wants to terminate all projects with us!
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His father shouted again, "The people at Emgrand Group claim they have ended our partnership because of you, you worthless fool! It's all because of you that our family is suffering such a huge loss! Hurry back and explain this to your grandfather yourself!"
Dazed, Callum held the phone tightly as he and Juliette were forcefully escorted out of the grand entrance of Emgrand Group.
Suddenly, Ronin Clark's face flashed in his mind. Turning to Juliette urgently, he asked, "Juliette, is this because of your incompetent cousin-in-law? Does he have any connection to Emgrand Group?"
"HHuhD?"^ ZJBu&lCi*ettPeV wams tcaLkYenu RacbDac$k! bXy& C,aDllumm'ésl acVcuIsatJivo,ns. CAonósid^e)rQing 'tUhce cóigrcIumnsAtances, it dziNd sesem polssriqbgle thaCtB ttheJ !l.oser dhya$d Lsuom^edthkiOng tCoz ,do bwithX itm, nbutJ he wbavs jus^t faM CloBsejr$!
Shaking her head firmly, she replied, "No, it's absolutely impossible for him to have any involvement with Emgrand Group.""He's not even certified to cleanse their toilets!" Callum's frustration boiled over as he voiced his disbelief. The weight of his father's anger loomed heavily over him, causing him to lower his head in defeat. "I need to go back home today..."
Word of the Ross family's expulsion from Emgrand Group quickly spread throughout Aurouss Hill like a wildfire. Speculation ran rampant, with no one knowing the exact reason for their dismissal. All they knew was that the Ross family had done something to offend the powerful organization, and now they were considered outcasts.
Girl Adams seethed with anger when she heard the news. She contemplated canceling Juliette's engagement to Callum, but the Ross family's popularity still outweighed the Adams family's influence. She couldn't afford to sever ties just yet, so she begrudgingly decided to endure the situation for the time being.
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Meanwhile, in Harmony's office, Ronin Clark observed her with a mixture of amazement and satisfaction. He was thoroughly impressed by her swift and decisive actions during the ordeal.
"Harmony, excellent work," he praised her, a smile of approval on his face. "Starting today, your salary will be doubled."
Harmony gasped in astonishment, her eyes widening. She rose from her seat and bowed graciously. "Thank you, Mr. Clark!"
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"Yes, please proceed," Harmony replied, eager to hear his instructions.
"The first statement will announce the change in ownership of Emgrand Group and the election of the new chairman," Ronin explained. "However, do not reveal my identity. Simply state that the new chairman is a Mr. Clark."
Harmony nodded, taking note of the instruction. "Understood."
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The significance of winning the bidding with Emgrand Group was not lost on anyone. The victor would become the most sought-after individual in the business world. Now that Ronin Clark possessed Emgrand Group, he could offer his partner some lucrative opportunities.
Harmony couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement at the prospect of these new developments. She was determined to carry out her tasks flawlessly, further solidifying her position within the company.
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