After Aria's final words, all color drained from Preston's smiling face. He had been looking down at Aria while trying to curry favor with Landon. But now, he looked flustered as he lowered his gaze and took a sip of tea to cover his discomfort. "These... These are just rumors. Surely you don't believe them, Aria." "Rumors?" Aria's elegant fingers rotated her teacup with casual indifference, but her words sent chills down their spines. "The construction workers worked so hard for a year just so that they could take their wages home for New Year's. Are those who jumped to their deaths because of your debt collection also just rumors? Mr. Lawrence, if you don't want others to know what you did, perhaps you shouldn't have done it. "I know exactly what kind of projects you consider worthwhile." This was not just a warning. She was practically declaring that she would destroy the Lawrence family. Lucy, however, missed the implications. She only wondered how a young woman like Aria d
Landon smiled and rose to follow Aria, adjusting his cuffs as his eyes met Preston's. Coughing softly, his voice remained deep. "Your daughter is already a lost cause, so there's nothing for me to guide her. Such behavior truly needs the cover of artistic education. "But here's one tip for you, Mr. Lawrence. Your family is becoming an eyesore. Perhaps it's time for you guys to disappear." Unlike Aria's bold and direct declaration, his words came so softly and casually as if he was just making small talk. But he was practically saying he would destroy them all. Preston collapsed heavily and nearly had a heart attack. He gasped for air. After years in business, he'd thought his money-making schemes were foolproof. He believed such things would go unnoticed since he operated within technical legality. After all, he was not the only one withholding construction payments. Besides, everyone was in the predatory loan business. He just had the bad luck of a suicide being traced to him.
These comments came from those who usually sided with Owen. This time, they truly feared Aria. She could have skipped the visits and just told them directly to behave. Aria did manage to fire a shot across the bows. Everyone understood these visits were meant to remind the elite families that the Carvers weren't what they used to be. They had better stay in line. Aria did not deny she had such intention. She was heading to Ludwiten soon, leaving Warren in Janovin. She needed to show some muscle to those always hoping for the Carvers' downfall. She worried about Warren's safety while she was gone. Of course, it gave her a perfect cover to observe any unusual behavior among the families. "I actually wanted to be friendly with them," Aria mused in the car. After welcoming Barron's spirit, she had deliberately let two people spread the word about her fortune-telling abilities, hoping others would seek her services. "I could have earned some nice side income." She played with her
The first issue was the overgrown plant. Since it would absorb too much sunlight and oxygen in the bedroom, it could affect their health over time. That was why Aria had recommended switching to a peace lily, which was both auspicious and harmless. As for the second case, the jewelry had dubious origins. One piece came from a black market, and another had dangerous mercury levels. Wearing them long-term could cause illness, let alone affect one's complexion. Aria had already handled these issues and explained everything. But the Furler ladies remained convinced of her extraordinary fortune-telling abilities. After all, how else could she have brought their wandering husbands back home? To them, her title as a master was irreplaceable. "We know you want to keep a low profile, Ms. Aria. We won't spread the word." "Yes, we'll just treat you like a family member." Aria did not want those behind the Earthbound Manifestation to know she had entered it. But this was excessive. Surro
Ashton's voice was unnaturally aged and raspy like rusted iron. He was speaking in such a stilted and mechanical way that he sounded like a poorly assembled puppet. Aria raised an eyebrow. "Mr. Furler Senior, you should always get a doctor to check on you if you have any discomfort. You can't act childish and refuse treatment. I happen to know some medicine, so I hope you don't mind me taking a look." Ashton froze at her casual tone. Without giving him a chance to refuse, Aria's eyes fell to the bedside. With a flick of her fingers, she tossed the Emperor Coins to the four cardinal directions. Ashton struggled to rise. "You—" Pretending not to notice his resistance, Aria cut him off, "Mr. Furler Senior, let me check your pulse." But instead of checking his pulse, she went straight for his throat. Maxwell and the others could not see what was happening inside. Ashton's face darkened as he struggled against her grip, shouting, "Is this how you treat patients? Maxwell, why are y
Ignatius stared wide-eyed as he wondered what Aria meant by possession. Aria had no time to explain. With one hand lowered, she began her incantation steadily, "By ancient powers, spirits hear, evil's bane, begone from here!" With each word, Ashton's expression grew more grotesque. He looked like he was searching for another victim. But all four directions were sealed, and he had no escape. As Aria finished her chant, Ashton threw his head back with a roar before releasing a dense black mist. Aria's eyes flashed as she dodged, but the mist rushed shamelessly toward Landon, which was the only gap in the barrier. Besides targeting family members, evil spirits were most attracted to those rich in fortune. Ashton's eyes lit up at seeing Landon. With such powerful fortune, just one taste of it would heal Ashton's injuries. He could taste, but not possess. Ashton wasn't foolish; he knew such a person carried heaven's fortune. But no matter who it was, anyone would fall ill if an evil
"Mr. Furler Senior had been using forbidden methods to extend his life." Aria glanced at Landon, brushing off imaginary dust from his clothes. "Now he's facing the consequences and wants a new body. He even dared to absorb your fortune. Hmph, as if he's worthy of it." Her voice was low as she whispered to him, which seemed quite intimate. He was noble and aloof, while she was bewitchingly beautiful. They were indeed a striking pair. Landon chuckled softly after hearing her words. His voice was husky and pleasant. "Don't worry, I'm saving all my fortune for you." Aria had tried not to be enchanted by his beauty. But her fiancé wasn't just gorgeous. He was gentle, considerate, and perfectly behaved, which made him the ideal partner. She understood her brothers' concerns. Even her young protégés seemed worried. Perhaps they feared she was blinded by love. With looks like his, it would be easy to lose one's head. If he ever did something wrong and lowered his head as an apology
Ashton seemed to speak both to Ignatius and to himself, "I should have died long ago. Instead, I was foolish and wanted to stay longer to see you marry and have children. In the end, it's just a futile dream." Hearing his words, Ignatius broke down. He turned to Aria. "You can save Grandpa, right? You must be able to save him!" "I cannot," Aria's eyes lowered. "He should have died. But he's been staying where he doesn't belong by draining the life force from the surroundings. He'll harm not just his descendants but others too." Ignatius hugged Ashton and shook his head desperately. "That's not what Grandpa would do, Aria! Please, I'm begging you! He loves me most! Just this once!" Ashton watched Aria too, with one hand still hidden behind his back. Aria had meant to spare this grandfather and grandson some final good memories. But since Ashton had dabbled in the forbidden, he had to face the consequences. "Did you only want to see Ignatius marry and have children? Or did you
In that moment, Cormac couldn't afford to care about pride or appearances. His survival depended on severing all ties, especially with a traitor."I don't have a daughter like you!" he snapped, slapping Aliya again. "Do you even realize what you've done? Trafficking human organs—do you think that's something you can walk away from?"Aliya collapsed to the floor, stunned. A chill unlike any she'd ever felt seeped into her bones. She stared up at her father in disbelief, watching as he bowed his head respectfully toward Aria, the very woman she had just mocked.In Aliya's world, her father was the state government. She had grown up believing that their family controlled everything, that Cormac Windham's influence extended far beyond his office, even as retirement loomed.But all of it was crumbling before her eyes.Outside his office, word had already begun to spread. Though muffled, the sharp sound of a slap echoed faintly through the corridor.Everyone understood what that meant—
The group dared to be reckless as Amos was Ludwiten's lieutenant governor. They were peas in a pod and did corruption together.However, they didn't know that their support had already collapsed. Aria was not in a rush to capture Amos' lackeys as her target was in the state government. She didn't go alone either, for Aliya also went with her.Shortly after, Aria issued a new command. "Seal the premises. No one is to leave. Tell everyone to remain in their seats."A request like that, especially directed at the state level, would typically require an exhaustive process—dozens of forms, layers of red tape. Even in cases involving fatalities, senior officials were rarely detained on the spot.But Aria followed with a second message, one that sent chills down spines. "This case involves foreign infiltration. Someone has betrayed the country."Those words landed like a thunderclap. No one dared raise an objection. No one wanted to be associated with treason—not ordinary citizens, and
"Grandpa, it's not convenient for me to get in touch with all of you right now. Remember to take your medicine on time. I have to pretend that I'm locked up. Uncle Eamon and Uncle Waymond have to seem fretful so that the enemy wouldn't be alerted. I'm sorry, Grandpa."Aria didn't reveal what she had encountered in the message. This was because the Special Missions Unit was bound to a confidentiality contract when making decisions. What Aria said was almost pushing the limits.Aria only agreed to get locked up just to see how people would react when the Grisham family was in trouble.When the opponent placed their attention on this incident, they would let their guard down and give Aria a chance to secure evidence of their crimes.If the Grisham family retained its usual influence, the mastermind wouldn't show himself so easily. As Aria felt sorry for her family and worried about Clyde's health, she immediately sent a message to apologize after the auction. However, she couldn't s
There was no way Aria didn't know that the conviction was unfair. Furthermore, Percy specialized in handling economic cases. He knew there was no way Aria would be locked up so quickly. Yet, her crime had been publicly declared without prior warning. Percy was absolutely furious. He tugged his tie and declared the system was corrupted. While Fergus was also helping to find connections, Warren had just landed from Janovin.Clyde had sought out all sorts of connections, even his ex-colleagues in the education field.Fiona clenched his hands. "They promised to help Dad look into it." "They're just trying to fool Mr. Grisham Senior. Their higher-ups have already warned them about it." Nisa suddenly lowered her voice. "They're trying to make his health relapse again. If that happens, the Grisham family is done for."At this moment, a low voice sounded from the door. "So that's what happened. I was wondering why there was no progress with Aria's side after a whole day."It was Eamon.
Because Amos' arrest was part of a covert operation, the news didn't reach anyone outside the circle. That meant Durand remained completely unaware. He was still riding high on the thrill of his plan, blinded by the pleasure of watching the Grisham family fall.That night, he raised a glass of wine in early celebration, his mistress seated beside him. He didn't know that the move he'd made would become the greatest regret of his life.Elsewhere, Nisa couldn't bring herself to be as heartless. That was why, under the quiet cover of night, she made her way to the Grisham residence—not to see Clyde, but to speak with Fiona. She knew Clyde would shut her out immediately, but Fiona… Fiona might just listen.They weren't close. Not the way Fiona was with Priscilla. But they had once shared a few polite meals, floated in the same social circles. Enough to warrant a conversation—barely.When they sat down, Fiona's expression was cool, even distant. She hadn't forgotten the things Nisa had
Lucas could hear the pride in his mentor's voice for Aria. After all, his mentor had taken Aria in Southbury and even owed her his life. Lucas didn't dare to inform his mentor that Aria was being suppressed in the political world. He understood his mentor well. He was devoted to the country and couldn't stand such injustice.Therefore, Lucas didn't tell the truth to prevent his mentor from worrying. If someone with his position made a move, it would become a huge issue. That was why Lucas hid the truth from him. The former had to play along with the other politicians and endure them spouting empty promises. Before Lucas set out, his mentor stood on top of Old City and looked at the vast mountains. "Do whatever you need to, just like what you had done in Southbury. I'll be waiting for you and Aria's return at Janovin."These people didn't deserve his mercy at all!"You used your authority to disregard people's lives." It was the first time Lucas had shown his emotions so open
Amos was too stunned to react. One side of his face throbbed with pain, and fish oil clung to his hair, glistening from the dish he had been slammed into.He had always eaten fish a particular way—only one side. No matter how expensive the fish, he refused to flip it over, believing that leaving it untouched brought good fortune.But today, that superstition had been smashed—along with his pride. Pinned to the table, Amos hadn't even found the time to get angry. Confusion flickered in his eyes as he struggled to rise.Then Lucas spoke, his words crashing down like a stone wall."Amos Lune, you conspired with the Draycott and Fitzroy families to crush honest entrepreneurs. You've abused your position shamelessly."Lucas didn't stop. His tone cut sharper with each sentence."We also have evidence linking you to a human organ trafficking ring in Bellebrook. You've disgraced the people who supported your rise—and the country that invested in you."Lucas had been suppressing his ange
Lucas shook his head steadily. "Not yet."Amos, still basking in the glow of his "victory", had no idea what was coming. He answered Durand's call with a smug smile. On the other end, Durand's laughter rang out loud and triumphant."Mr. Lune, you should've seen the Grisham brothers' faces! I bet they never expected to be abandoned like that!"You played it brilliantly. One quiet move, and boom—the Grisham family's out of the Chamber of Commerce. From here, it's just a slow bleed. They'll lose everything."Amos kept his tone cool. "This isn't enough. Keep pushing the online chatter. The narrative needs to focus on how their precious granddaughter cost so many investors their savings. And don't forget her carefully crafted persona—it's about to unravel."He paused, voice crisp. "Reach out to the other businessmen. Now that the Grishams can't offer any benefits, it's time for everyone to take a bite. You understand, don't you, Durand?"Durand took a moment, then replied, "Right. Got
Cormac even thought of leaving some of his influence behind after retiring. This way, he could still have some power over decisions. He thought he could remind Lucas that not just anyone could do his job well. Therefore, Cormac remained calm after receiving the note. He was already so used to handling his daughter's troubles.Cormac strode into his lounge and asked Pedro, "Is it drunk driving again? Don't you know how to handle it?""It's not drunk driving." Pedro still seemed out of it.Cormac's expression darkened. "It's not drunk driving? Was she on drugs again? I already reminded you numerous times to get someone to keep an eye on her. Which stage of the process is she at right now? Call the people from the drug-testing institution.""No. That's not it." Pedro took off his glasses and his badge.Cormac finally realized that Pedro seemed off. "What happened? Just tell me. I doubt she'll kill someone. Although my daughter is troublesome, she won't do something like that. I kno