Griffin tore the paper in half, making Tristan's eyes widen, while Dorothy released a breath of relief she hadn't realized she was holding."Mr. Orion, you had a lot to say the other day," Stefan said, turning to Orion, who now looked like he wanted no part in this anymore. "Please remind Tristan that he has thirty minutes before the contract expires," Stefan added dryly.Tristan checked the contract, and it was indeed written that if he didn’t sign within the next few minutes, the agreement would become void.His assistant, standing beside him, glanced at his wristwatch. "We have five minutes left," he mumbled to Tristan.Tristan stared at Stefan, wondering why he wasn’t panicking despite being on the verge of losing his company. Doubt began creeping into Tristan's mind, but time was ticking. Maybe this was one of Stefan’s mind games, a trick to make him hesitate.Ignoring his instincts, Tristan signed the contract."And it's done. From today onward, I am the new CEO of Everest Stock
Dorothy was speechless—Stefan’s proposal caught her off guard. First Lady of his company? There was no time to process what was happening. From being the unpopular daughter of a family to becoming the First Lady of a wealthy man's company—it felt surreal."Do you think I can do this?" Dorothy asked in a low voice."I think you're perfect for the title, young mistress. You have a way of surprising everyone with your fierce leadership. You'll do just fine," Kai piped in."Thank you so much. I'll do my best to help this company grow, and I won't disappoint you, Stefan," Dorothy said gratefully."You could never disappoint me, love," Stefan replied. He turned to Kai and Griffin, nodding for them to leave."Work starts tomorrow. I'll see you then," he dismissed them.Now, it was just him and Dorothy alone in the office. "Come here," he said, tapping his leg. Dorothy hesitated briefly before sitting on it. She was so small, sitting on one of his legs got nothing on him."How are you feeling
He was tall and dressed in an exceptionally dark suit. His skin was the palest Chole had ever seen, but it only enhanced his striking appearance—especially the silver lip ring that stood out against his complexion."Hi there," he spoke with a slight smile. He probably thought it looked friendly, but instead, it carried a dangerous edge—one that somehow made him look even better."Who... are you?" Chole asked, blindsided by his male beauty."Levi," he replied simply. "I overheard your frustration. You need money, but you don't want to work for it. I understand that, and I can help you.""How?" Chole asked, confused.Levi smiled slightly and pulled his bare hand out of his pocket, stretching it toward her."Take my hand.""Why?" Chole eyed him warily."Trust me," Levi replied, his patience thinning.Chole hesitated, glancing between his hand and his face. "Are you saying you'll give me money?""Try me," Levi smirked."Don't try him," someone said from behind.Chole turned to see Griffin
A knock sounded on Chloe's door, and she opened it with frustration. Seeing Griffin’s face almost made her slam it shut again, but he held it firmly, preventing her from doing so."I wanted to ask how your first day at work went," Griffin said."You're a scam, Griffin! You told me the pay was huge, but guess who's not getting paid? Me!" She yelled the last word, pointing at herself."Why won’t you be getting paid?" Griffin asked, raising a brow."Apparently, I don’t know anything about trading, so they won’t let me join their internship program unless I pay them to learn," Chloe complained."And you think that's wrong?" Griffin narrowed his eyes."Didn’t you hear what I just said? I’m supposed to be making money, not paying them!" Chloe said, exasperated."Chloe, if you're interested in the class, I can lend you some money. At least learn a good skill—you’ll make more than twice what you spent," Griffin offered.She shot him a look. "Why would you want to help me? I don’t owe you anyt
Finn held Dorothy's face as he stared deep into her eyes. "Look at you," he murmured, his deep voice cracking slightly. He admired her for a moment before speaking again. "You look so much healthier this time. Are you all finally getting along?" he asked.Dorothy grinned from ear to ear at the question. She turned back to look at Stefan, and Finn followed her gaze. It was then he realized there were other people in the room, including someone he did not recognize."You should give the credit to my husband, Dad. He took really good care of me," Dorothy replied.Finn froze, his hands dropping from her face."Husband?" His eyes flickered between Stefan and Dorothy. "When did you get married?" he asked, squinting in confusion."Mom didn't tell you I was married?" Dorothy asked, looking unsure.Finn turned his gaze to Agnes. Though his expression remained calm, she knew she was in trouble. He forced a smile before shifting his attention to Stefan, who stood behind them with his hands burie
The boardroom was filled with business clients, including Stefan and Dorothy. Each person had a bottle of water, a pen, and a notepad, listening intently to the man standing at the front of the room."And with this idea of mine, I’m sure we can make this company a better place," the client concluded, and everyone in the room applauded."Thank you, Mr. Jay, for the excellent presentation. We will take some of your ideas into consideration," Kia said before opening the large book in front of him. "Next week, Mrs. Dorothy Everest, you will present to us." He said with a strictly professional tone.Dorothy looked momentarily thrown off, but she forced a smile and nodded."That’s all. The meeting is dismissed," Kia announced, and the boardroom slowly emptied.Dorothy, in Stefan's office sighed, lost in thought, until Stefan hugged her from behind."Are you thinking about your presentation next week?" he asked softly. Her silence gave him the answer. "Love, you shouldn’t worry. You’ll do gr
Stefan entered the room and found Dorothy sitting on the bed, writing on a sheet of paper. Around her were several crumpled papers, and she looked troubled."Love, what are you doing?" he asked, coming to sit beside her."I'm trying to prepare a startup speech for the presentation, but I can't seem to come up with a good one," Dorothy pouted, tossing the last paper onto the floor.Stefan sighed and sat closer."You don’t have to overwork yourself or prove to anyone that you deserve the title I gave you. Love, you know I don’t play with my business. I wasn’t stupid when I asked you to be my First Lady," Stefan told her.Dorothy bit her lip. He was right—she worried too much about what people thought. Ever since Stefan announced her as First Lady, she had been receiving disgusted looks from women and criticism online."Thank you," she said, smiling in appreciation."Now, will you drop all this and at least eat something?" Stefan asked. Before Dorothy could respond, he added, "If you say
"She was watching porn before her big presentation.""This is so disturbing to watch.""So unprofessional."The boardroom erupted in murmurs. Dorothy frantically tried to shut the video off, but each click only revealed more explicit content."I was just practicing a few minutes ago... everything was fine," she mumbled, embarrassed and confused.Stefan's eyes darkened at the scene unfolding before him. Griffin, standing behind him, stepped forward."The meeting is over for today," he announced.The murmurs continued as the board members filed out, some throwing Dorothy disgusted looks."I'll take that," Kia said softly, gently removing the laptop from her hands. He exchanged a silent look with Griffin, signaling him to leave. The two men exited, leaving Dorothy and Stefan alone in the boardroom.Dorothy stood frozen, unable to meet Stefan's gaze. A hiccup escaped her lips before she broke down into tears."I'm sorry... I can't explain what happened," she cried.Stefan rose from his ch
It was a free Saturday. Dorothy had just finished taking her shower and was getting ready. She had spoken with Stefan yesterday, and he promised to come pick her up today. Maybe she could tell him about his mom.Someone knocked on her door, and her smile widened, thinking it was Stefan. She was still dressed in a revealing gown when she opened it—but to her dismay, it was Kai. He immediately turned his back while she quickly grabbed a bathrobe to cover herself, her cheeks flushing red."Do you go around answering your door dressed like that?" Kai couldn't help but ask."I'm sorry, I thought it was Stefan. He told me he was coming," Dorothy mumbled."Well, Stefan isn't here," Kai replied."Why?" Dorothy asked, a little disappointed. She had been excited to have him come over."An important business matter came up. He couldn't miss it, so he asked me to get you. Buzz me when you're completely dressed," Kai said before walking away.Dorothy sighed and was about to close the door, but a w
"Hi, my name is Beatrice," the woman introduced herself, and Dorothy paused, thinking hard about where she’d heard the name before. Then it clicked. Her eyes widened."You're... You..." the words caught in her throat. This had to be Stefan's mom. The resemblance was unmistakable."Can I come in, please?" Beatrice asked gently. Dorothy didn't know what to do. Should she kick her out or let her in? In the end, she went with the second option, opening the door for Beatrice.Silence followed. Dorothy stood six feet away, watching her closely, waiting for her to speak."I’ve been looking for you for some time now because... I need your help," Beatrice said, her eyes glassy with tears. "My son wants nothing to do with me—and I understand that. But I need you to bring us back together."Dorothy sat down for a moment, quiet, then finally responded, "You want me to help fix your relationship with your son?" she asked slowly, trying to grasp it."I just don't know what to do anymore...""Then w
Tristan stood in front of a warehouse with Fred by his side. Fred gave him a go-ahead smirk, and Tristan let out a small breath before opening the door. The warehouse was filled with boxes that looked exactly like the Everest Stock Exchange packages.Tristan gave Fred a questioning look, but Fred only kept smirking. He nodded at Tristan, silently urging him to go ahead. Tristan opened one of the packages and almost stumbled back.Inside were guns, drugs, and all sorts of illegal items.Tristan stared at Fred with wide eyes."My dear friend, people make a fortune from this. You just have to be smart about it. And I know you, Tristan—you’re capable of pulling something like this off," Fred said smoothly."What do you know?" Tristan asked, his voice low.Fred only laughed. His laugh grew louder by the second before he finally tapped Tristan’s shoulder."You don’t want me to get started. Just keep in mind that I know. So, do what you do best—and be wise about it," Fred said, giving him a
Dorothy got back to her room with the flowers in her hand. She walked to her cupboard and took out a box, opening it. It was filled with letters Stefan had been writing to her. She never threw them away, but she hadn’t read them yet.Taking the letters one by one and going through them, she could see how sorry Stefan was—and she thought maybe she overreacted. Picking up her phone, she reached for his number and dialed it.After one ring, Stefan picked up.“Love?” He sounded surprised. He wasn’t expecting a call from her—at least not yet.“I’m sorry. I overreacted,” Dorothy said with regret.Stefan sat up straight in his chair.“Love, you did not overreact. You had every right to be angry with me. I wouldn’t like it if someone tried to cheat their way into something either, and that’s why I feel terrible for what I did,” Stefan said softly.Dorothy bit her lips and nodded.“You’re my husband, and I don’t want us to fight over this. You don’t have to send more flowers or letters—I forgi
In VitMed, the lecture room was empty as the first class hadn’t started. Students were talking and laughing, some even sitting on Dorothy’s table, but as soon as they spotted her, they quickly stood up.Dorothy took her seat, and Kade sat behind her.The students kept stealing glances at her and murmuring. Whatever it was they were holding in, they didn’t dare say it to her face."That’s enough already. So what if she didn’t write the exam with us? I heard she wrote it last year and got the highest score," Beauty said to the group of girls murmuring around Dorothy."Yeah, she was the top scorer. Probably her husband bought that too," one of the girls replied with a loud scoff.Dorothy had had enough; she angrily stood up and walked toward them."What’s the matter with you people?" she asked irritably. "Especially you, Beauty, if you hate me, then do it openly like the other girls. You don’t have to be a snake about it," Dorothy was exasperated."These girls were totally talking shit a
Slap!Arthur's hand flew across Tristan's cheek the moment he spotted him. Tristan held his cheek, looking confused. His father had requested him, only to greet him with physical abuse."What did I do to deserve this, Father?" Tristan asked calmly, though he was boiling inwardly."You seriously asked me that question?" Arthur yelled. "Tristan, if I had a gun, I'd shoot you right now, shoot you countless times because I am very embarrassed!" He yelled painfully and threw a magazine toward him.Tristan slowly took his hand from his face and picked up the magazine. He opened it and began going through it."When you're done, tell me what you observed!" Arthur demanded.Tasha, who had just come back from work, hastened her steps toward Arthur. She had heard his scolding voice from outside and knew something was wrong."What's going on, Arthur? I've told you to be lenient with the way you treat your son!" Tasha stood beside Tristan as she spoke. She could see the handprint of Arthur on his
"Are you kidding me right now, Tasha? You looked me in the eyes and asked me to be a cleaner for your mansion!" Agnes was flaring up.Tasha leaned back in her chair, her facial expression innocent as she sipped on her drink."I never knew I was in the wrong here. I was only trying to help you, like you asked me to," Tasha said harmlessly, but she was laughing out loud in her mind."You need to think of something else. I can't stoop so low as to be a cleaner!" Agnes shook her head. She couldn't even picture herself dressed in a maid's outfit, scrubbing the floor with a brush. Ever since she was a kid, she had never done physical work, and she couldn't start now."I don't know what you want from me, Agnes. You literally begged me! You said you needed a job because you're broke, and I offered an available one, so why are you complaining?" Tasha was starting to feel offended."But look at what you're offering me, Tasha, you're asking me to be a...""Oh my God, I can't with you right now,
"You've got to be kidding me!" Clarissa exclaimed, her eyes widening as she took in her surroundings. She stood in front of a small, shabby-looking house, unable to believe her eyes as she analyzed everything."Please tell me this isn't where we'll be living now. Mom, of all the houses out there, is this really the best you could afford?" she complained, clearly displeased."This is what we can afford," Agnes replied with a shrug."You're kidding, Mom. Tell me you're kidding!" Clarissa refused to accept that this was her new home. Even the security guards back then when they still lived at the Florence household, had a better place than this.Clarissa wondered how low she had stooped, ger life was practically over, and she blamed Dorothy for it."Maybe if you had left the Florence household when I told you to, you wouldn’t have gone to jail. I wouldn’t have spent forever trying to fix things, and I could’ve found us a better place than this," Agnes said, rolling her eyes."Mom, why ar
The next morning, in Stefan's mansion, he watched as Dorothy packed everything she would need. Today was the day she was leaving for school."Alright, I'm set," Dorothy informed him once she was done."I didn’t see you take any of my clothes. You should take them, love, because what if you get cold and need someone to hold? I’m sure my shirt would fit into that space," Stefan said.Dorothy smiled and walked closer to him, standing between his legs and resting her arms on his shoulders."I already took plenty of your clothes, love," she said."Oh? Then did you take—""Everything, love. I took everything," Dorothy cut him off, giving him a knowing smile. She knew Stefan wished she didn’t have to leave—she wished the same—but there wasn’t much choice. She had to go."Seems like you're fully prepared. I wish I could go with you, but I can't leave the company," Stefan sighed. "Your ride will be here in the next five minutes. I wish I could take you one more time.""Stefan, five minutes? An