Eliana rested against the table, drumming fingers in thought. "And if we can demonstrate him created doctored records, the case collapses?"Mark nodded. "Yes, but we're looking for solid evidence.Julia extracted a folder and pushed it across the table. "We have it."Saben's eyebrow went up. "Already?"Julia smiled. "Nathaniel erred."Eliana opened the folder, a triumphant smile curling her lips as she read over the fake documents. "He relaxed." She glared at Julia. "You are amazing."Julia shrugged. "I had a little assistance."Saben leaned forward. "Who?"The door opened and a man in a sharp suit entered. "Me."Nathaniel's former financial advisor, Richard Lawson.Nathaniel's second in command.Eliana's eyes glittered. "Ah, betrayal is so beautiful."An Hour LaterNathaniel was pouring himself a drink when his phone vibrated.Richard's voice answered. "We need to talk."Nathaniel chuckled. "Guilty for asking Eliana out?"There was a silence. "You should be worried, Nathaniel."Natha
Eliana leaned against the table, tapping fingers in contemplation. "And if we can prove him created falsified records, the case crumbles?"Mark nodded. "Yes, but we are looking for something concrete.Julia pulled out a folder and slid it across the table. "We have it."Saben's brow shot up. "Already?"Julia smiled. "Nathaniel made a mistake."Eliana opened the folder, a smug smile twisting her lips as she scanned the phony documents. "He relaxed." She glared at Julia. "You are incredible."Julia shrugged. "I had a little help."Saben leaned forward. "Who?"The door opened and a man in a crisp suit walked in. "Me."Nathaniel's old financial advisor, Richard Lawson.Nathaniel's second-in-command.Eliana's eyes sparkled. "Ah, betrayal is so lovely."An Hour LaterNathaniel was pouring himself a drink when his phone buzzed.Richard's voice responded. "We need to talk."Nathaniel laughed. "Guilty for asking Eliana out?"There was silence. "You should be afraid, Nathaniel."Nathaniel spun
Nathaniel's voice echoed in the room, his arrogance merely ruffled."Do you believe you won, Eliana? By sending me to jail? I will come back. To Sabrina Ultra—we are not done yet! I know you are watching this, Eliana. You don't have enough evidence. You can hold me for a couple of hours, but I will escape from here!"The cameras panned in on his angry face as the police led him to the police car. The reporters, starved for a spectacle, thrust microphones in front of him, recording each and every word.But Eliana?She just stood there.Unfazed. Unrattled. Unfazed.The press conference was over, but the real game was only beginning.Eliana stood at the front of the long, glass conference table, her team gathered around her. The huge screen behind her pulsed with information—live feeds from IT, remnants of Nathaniel's fake emails, and the financial skeletons still hidden in Harper Global's systems.Sabrina's voice crackled through the speaker once more. "He's applying for bail, Eliana."
NATHANIEL HARPER ARRESTED—CORPORATE FRAUD EXPOSEDHis fingers gripped the paper, the corners tearing in his hands. His son, next emperor of the Harper empire, being led off in handcuffs like some street punk.Not acceptable.His office door creaked open, and Victoria Harper stepped in, the sharp clicking of her heels on the marble floor filling the air. "William, did you see this?" She dropped a tablet onto his desk, the screen still glowing photos of Nathaniel's arrest.William took a slow breath, laying the newspaper down. "I've seen it.""This is a travesty!" Victoria cried, striding back and forth across the room. "Our name—our reputation—is being ruined because of him!"William sat quietly for a moment, then leaned back in his chair, fingers crossed. "Nathaniel was irresponsible."Victoria halted in her stride, her eyes narrowing. "You're writing him off?"He chuckled darkly. "On the contrary." His gaze turned sharp, dangerous. "I built this empire. No one—not Eliana Thompson, no
Nathaniel Harper lay slumped against the cold hard bench of his detention cell, fists clenched at his sides. His arrest still seared in his blood. Beyond the walls, the world watched—or rather, laughed—as Eliana Thompson flaunted her supposed triumph.He seethed.This was not finished yet.The cellblock door creaked open, and the sharp sound of high-end shoes on the concrete floor clicked behind him. Nathaniel's eyes lifted as his father, William Harper, entered, his attorney, Richard Cavanaugh, by his side.William's very presence thickened the air. The man was a power, a controller. But tonight, his blue eyes snapped with something else—revulsion.Nathaniel rose, locking eyes with his father. "Father."William didn't reply to the greeting. Instead, he sneered, shaking his head as he advanced a step. "What a sorry figure," he spat, his voice bitter and stinging. "My son—my heir—housed in a cage, while that Thompson girl struts around as if she's already conquered." Nathaniel's jaw c
Nathaniel Harper wasn't angry—he was raging. The glass screen of his phone was broken, the pieces scattered across his desk like a symbol of his shattered plan.Eliana Thompson had caught him off guard. Again.William Harper leaned against the window, his eyes fixed on the city below. His very presence was stifling, his silence more frightening than any tantrum."She humiliated me," Nathaniel snarled, running his hand through his hair. His chest seethed with the sting of failure, something he would not have. "She played you," William snapped back, his voice as hard as steel. "And now she's a victim and you're the villain to the world. Clean it up."Nathaniel's face clenched in anger. His father never did think him worthy, and this night was yet another failure for the books.William spun, eyes flashing with something deadly. "I told you, son. To win, you don't fight clean. You crush."Nathaniel breathed slowly, struggling to think. His father was correct—Eliana had used the sympathy
Eliana stormed into her father's private office, arms folded, irritation running under her skin. Incidents of the last twenty-four hours ran through her mind—the attempted kidnapping, Nathaniel's threats, and now that her professional relationship with him had all been a cover for sabotage.She was done playing his game.The door opened and Saben stepped inside, his jaw clenched and firm. He had two bruises on his jaw from last night's fight, but his blue eyes flared with anger."You require protection," Saben said succinctly.Eliana halted her pacing. "I don't require bodyguards Saben."Saben swallowed a bitter breath. "Listen, Eliana. Nathaniel is not going to let go. He's released you last night because he wanted to make a point, but next time?" His voice was constricted. "Next time, he won't be so kind sis.""I can take care of myself.""Eliana—""Stop it."Both responded to the door opening as Benedict Thompson stepped inside.Eliana's father was a major presence, big and tall, w
Eliana met his gaze with steady eyes, her voice steadfast. "I will be careful. And I will not surrender."Eliana arrived at her family's mansion, a towering building that spoke volumes about the prestige enjoyed by the Thompson family. As soon as she set her foot within, a stuffy icy cold glare welcomed her, and it was from her father, Benedict Thompson. He had already settled into the majestic study, whiskey in one hand and the index finger of the other performing a drumroll on the polished surface of the wood desk."Eliana." His tone was low, menacing. "Speak."She was standing stiffly. "What are you saying?"Benedict's lips thinned into a straight line and he slapped a paper on the table. The title leered at her in block letters:THOMPSON ENTERPRISES AND SABRINA- ULTRA BREAKS ALLIANCES WITH HARPER INDUSTRIES – BUSINESS WAR RAGES ONHer mother, Sabrina, lingered in the background, her face filled with concern. "Eliana, what is it?"Eliana sighed, facing her father. "Nathaniel was un
Nathaniel closed his jaws. The words stung, betraying pain he had struggled to keep hidden all these years."Grandpa Paul suicided because he wanted to, Dad," he stated stubbornly but his voice did tremble with emotion. "Yes, the Thompsons were in the wrong, but both of them weren't he perfect. He himself well knew what he was letting himself in for when he fought it out with them.".William's eyes went black. "Don't you ever apologize to them! We were ruined by Benedict Thompson and his family! They sullied our name, they robbed us of all we had, and you—my own son—are here questioning me?Nathaniel balled his fists in his hand. "I'm asking you because I don't wish to be like you." His chest strained to fill the air for the effort of his words. "I don't want blood on my hands. And I sure as hell don't want to begin where a war should have ended after Grandpa Paul.".William's laugh was brutal and not amusing. "You do believe in peace? You actually think they're going to forgive and f
Wendy's head nodded in confirmation. "Exactly so. We don't have to spill blood to kill him—just cut him, in pieces."Benedict ran his hands through his face, the frustration percolating just beneath his placid surface. "This is risky. You all realize that, don't you? Once we go down this path, we can't turn back."Eliana remained steadfast, despite the burden of the impending war. "We crossed that line when they tried to kill me and Saben."Silence filled the room.Wendy breathed deep, holding on to her cane. "Then it's settled. We fight."Silence filled the room.Wendy breathed deep, holding on to her cane. "Then it's settled. We fight."Sabrina swallowed, holding Benedict's arm and she spoke again. "I just do not want to lose any of you."He softly said; in that instant she knew exactly what he meant. "I understand that feeling so well. I know the tears of this place will chase us out someday, but if it has happened, why should we let everything go while crying?"Eliana moved toward
Nathaniel pounded his fists on the desk. "The explosion! You tried to kill them!"William sat back from the desk, adjusting his suit. "And if I had?"Nathaniel's gut roiled. "She doesn't deserve it, Dad. Eliana—she doesn't deserve this."His father's expression hardened. "Innocence is weakness. And if you haven't learned that yet, then you're pitifuler than I think you to be."Nathaniel's own breath was caught in his throat. "And this is the lesson Grandpa Paul taught you? To kill whoever gets in your way?"William's lip twisted into a snarl. "Your grandfather taught you something—you're master of the game or you're someone else's pawn."Nathaniel shook his head, retreating. "You're crazy."His dad grinned, his glass clinking a second time. "No, son. I am a survivor," he said firmly. "You need to pay attention and learn from my experiences."Nathaniel's gut churned at his father's words. Nails against palms scraped as his fists clenched into hard balls. "Learning from you? You're show
And so he simply walked away and disappeared down the infinite corridor, from the man who had ever been his dad.Nathaniel's footsteps rang out down the hall as he walked away, the burden of his choice heavy in his gut. The man he had just left-behind the man who had shown him how to ride a bike and tied his tie for him-was not his father.He was a monster now."Nathaniel."His father's voice was unbreakable, yet nobody dared meet the venom boiling below. Nathaniel was unwavering but would not turn his head away."If you take one inch on the other side of that door, you are my enemy."Nathaniel swallowed with effort, fists gripping at his hips. He knew it. He'd known it the minute he'd thought to disobey him."Then it's settled, Dad," Nathaniel said quietly but confidently. He felt his heart beating fast as he stepped closer. William Harper released a slow, mirthless chuckle. "You have no chance, boy."Nathaniel slightly rotated, a glinting coldness within his eyes. "We shall see abo
Wendy came closer, never once looking away from Damian. "What are you proposing, then?Damian's own tone did not shake, his voice pleasant but cold. "We bring him down. We cut him off from resources, expose him for what he's done, and take away any sanctuary for him to be found. By law or otherwise."Benedict's expression wasn't changing, but a fleeting moment of evil crept into his eyes. "And if that is not enough?"Damian's lips didn't move much. "Then we make sure he doesn't try it again."Sabrina gasped unevenly. "This is war."Benedict nodded. "And we win."Gregson took the folder, reading it. "Then we need to act fast."Damian looked at Benedict. "I've already got people waiting. But if we do this, we can't go back."Benedict did not flinch at him. "We weren't going back."Wendy smiled. "Finally, some sense being said."Benedict's phone rang at that time again.Unknown Caller.He winced inwardly. In a moment of quiet, he activated the speaker.Low, silky voice filled the room."
"That son of a bastard desires war? He can have it."A phone rang in the quiet.Unknown caller.She drew a bitter breath and picked it up. "If this is Nathaniel, you'd better hope you catch me first."Derisive, mocking laughter. "Oh, Eliana, I must say, you're a bit more meat than I'd expected.""No."Her hand gripped the phone. "William.""Shocked?" Sarcasm edging his tone. "You shouldn't be. You knew that this was on the table the moment you crossed me."Eliana's icy stare. "You're mad if you think that's going to frighten you."William inflated his feathers in a puffy fashion. "Oh, darling, this isn't scaring you. This is putting you in order, really. And trust me, I'm just getting warmed up."Eliana's racing heart, but cold tone. "You'll regret this."Low, menacing laugh. "We'll see, darling. We'll see."The phone went dead.Eliana hung the phone with slow deliberation.Saben glared at her, concern twisting his face. "What did he say?"She glared back at him, flames burning in her
Nathaniel Harper gripped the armrests of his chair, the knuckles a sickly white. He heard out William Harper's acidic words."She needs to be taken care of," William explained, stirring the whiskey in his glass. "Eliana Auburn is a threat. And threats need to be eliminated."Nathaniel's jaw groaned shut. "You want her murdered."William rocked back in his chair, serene. "Aren't I?There was a silence between them. Power had always rested in the Harper home, on the basis of cruelty, but this. this Nathaniel would never do."No." He was coldly serene, his fists bunched in his palms. "I have nothing to do with it."William laughed. "When did you ever get all big and get a conscience?""This has nothing to do with conscience," Nathaniel growled. "This is control. I want to destroy her in business, not kill her."His father's laughter as he shook his head. "You are weak, just like your mother was."Nathaniel's countenance burned with anger, but he kept himself in check. "I won't have blood
Eliana's belly rumbled in protest. Eliana's stomach rumbled in protest. "Who are you?" she ground out.Then came the unmistakable low rumble of amusement from the other end of the line: "Eliana, my sweetheart. You thought you would just escape off the map?" Nathaniel. Eliana gripped the phone tightly. "I do not play games, Nathaniel.""Oh, you'd better Eliana. Because this isn't quite over." He had a smooth voice, a trail of laughter. "You left me out. You'll be sorry."Eliana gritted her teeth. "I don't think so Mr.Harper."Nathaniel exhaled. "You're leaping to conclusions. Think clearly before this becomes complicated."Eliana was furious, but her voice didn't tremble. "Was that a threat?""A promise."The line went dead.She slapped her phone onto the counter, her heart racing.Saben, listening, furrowed his brow. "What did you tell him?"Eliana rolled her eyes. "That this is hardly over."Damian, leaning in the doorway, cracked his knuckles. "Then we ensure he doesn't get a seco
Saben shifted restlessly in his seat. "So what do we do now? Just sit around and wait for Nathaniel to make the first move?"Eliana smiled. "No, we make the first strike."Lucas snarled. "I knew you would say that."Damian gazed at her for the first time. "You want to strike first?"Eliana nodded. "Nathaniel Harper has sabotaged our projects long enough. I'm sick of explaining ourselves."Gregson, just off the plane, dumped his briefcase onto the table. "So you'll be delighted to hear that we've got enough evidence to initiate a full-scale investigation of Harper Industries. Fraud, violation of contract, industrial sabotage—take your choice, we've got it all."Saben straightened to attention. "You're pulling my leg. We can actually nail him in court?"Gregson nodded. "If you approve, we can initiate the first round of litigation tomorrow morning."Eliana's pen crushed tightly between her fingers. "Do it."Saben went on to remain unhappily restless. "Eliana, you can't possibly believe