Chapter 310 The grand hall tent loomed like a canvas cathedral built for confession, its crystal chandeliers glittering overhead while holographic screens hovered like judgmental ghosts. Kenneth Holloway’s dramatic, phoenix-worthy entrance was already fading into legend, the fog long gone—but the tension? Oh, that had settled in and unpacked its
Chapter 309 The vast hall tent—normally a cathedral of applause and champagne-fueled arrogance—hung frozen in time. Crystal chandeliers glittered uselessly overhead, their light bouncing off massive holographic screens that now felt like silent witnesses to a public execution. The fog from Kenneth Holloway’s theatrical entrance still clung to the stage,
Chapter 308 Rafael’s grip tightened, his sarcastic mask slipping to reveal deep scars of his own family’s treachery. “They did, love. Just like mine tried with me. Greed turns blood to poison p> James nodded grimly. “H’s been planning this for years. Listen—it’s heartbreaking p> Kenneth went on, and this
Chapter 307 The grand hall tent—moments ago a cathedral of applause, innovation, and self-congratulation—collapsed into chaos the instant Kenneth Holloway stepped into the light. One second, the crowd was basking in champagne dreams and billion-dollar handshakes. The next, reality hit like a wrecking ball wrapped in a tailored suit. Gasps
Chapter 306 More awards followed in a dazzling parade. CEOs were called one by one: a young AI startup founder in a hoodie accepting a golden plaque for disruptive innovation, her voice trembling with emotion. “This means everything—proof that dreams code themselves into reality!” An elderly pharmaceutical mogul, leaning on
Chapter 305 The grand hall tent thrummed with restless energy, the kind that crawled under your skin and refused to sit still. Crystal chandeliers spilled from the canvas ceiling like frozen waterfalls, scattering prismatic light across polished floors and plush leather seats. Towering screens framed the stage, alive with holograms
Chapter 304 Rafael rolled in like he owned the place—which, judging by the suit and the attitude, he probably did. The black tailoring fit him obscenely well, crisp lines hugging an athletic build that had no business looking that powerful from a wheelchair. His dark, wavy hair was styled with
Chapter 303 Morning light slipped through the canvas walls of the luxury tent, painting lazy streaks of gold across plush rugs and silk-draped furniture that probably cost more than most people’s houses. The place smelled faintly of fresh coffee and flowers drifting in from the conference grounds, a calm-before-the-storm kind
Chapter 302 Kenneth chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound that echoed his mischievous spirit. “Good. Let them bask in their illusions a bit longer. The conference hosts played their part perfectly—those invites were irresistible bait. ’Come honor your legendary father,’ indeed. They’ll be on stage tonight, spilling their self-centered drivel, right
Chapter 301 Dawn slipped into the medical tent like it owned the place, pouring liquid gold through the thin canvas walls and bathing the makeshift ward in a soft, almost holy glow. The air smelled like antiseptic trying very hard to mask the scent of morning dew drifting in from
Chapter 300 Isabella paused, lips flattening into a line that clearly meant I’m still deciding if you deserve this. Then she sighed and stepped aside. “Alright,” she said, relenting. “Come in p> The tent opened up around him like a secret she hadn’t planned on sharing—soft rugs cushioning his steps,
Chapter 299 Eliana Bennett’s honey-brown eyes drifted between the two men in the room, lingering on one, then the other, as if she were trying to make sense of them both at once. Pain from the accident and shock from Henry’s revelations still clouded her gaze, the weight of the
Chapter 298 Eliana Vexley lay still propped up against a mound of crisp white pillows, her slender frame swathed in a light blanket that did little to hide the bruises blooming like dark petals across her warm brown skin. Her long, curly black hair cascaded over her shoulders in disheveled
Chapter 297 At the mention of Henry’s name, Eliana’s heart practically forgot how to behave. It leaped, skidded, and nearly vaulted out of her chest, a rush of pure, unfiltered joy stealing the air from her lungs. Her full lips parted in a soft gasp—and the heart monitor beside her
Chapter 296 Inside the softly lit hospital tent, life ticked along in quiet rhythms—the steady beep… beep of monitors, the whisper of canvas walls swaying as the evening breeze sneaked in like an uninvited guest. Shadows stretched and shrank across the partitions, animated by the warm amber glow of the
Chapter 295 But now, watching Eliana call him “Papa H” and melt into his arms, the pieces clicked into place like a lock tumbling open. Rafael had done his due diligence when H first mentioned Eliana— a thorough background check that revealed her ties to Kenneth Holloway, the multi-billionaire mogul,
Chapter 294 The hospital tent glowed dimly under its string of harsh white lights, the air steeped in antiseptic so strong it felt like it could disinfect thoughts. Machines hummed and beeped in tired, monotonous rhythms, as if even they were exhausted from the night’s drama. The canvas walls shivered
Chapter 293 Bianca chimed in, her fierce beauty contorted with rage. “She’s right! You can’t hide what you’ve done. Sarai and I—we have followers, connections. They’ll tear this place apart looking for us p> Sarai, rubbing her wrists where the ropes had chafed, added in a shaky voice, “Please… just
Chapter 292 Deep beneath the earth, in a chamber that felt less like a room and more like a bad idea someone had committed to centuries ago, the air clung thick with damp stone, rust, and despair. The kind of silence that followed wasn’t peaceful—it was loud, pressing against the
Chapter 291 Back outside, Henry’s vigil continued. Hours ticked by—the sun climbing higher, turning the morning chill into a warm afternoon glow—but he refused to budge. His stomach growled, but food was the furthest thing from his mind. “Please,” he begged another guard, his voice hoarse from crying. “Just tell