Despite the earlier commotion, Aria noticed that Clyde had not moved a muscle. Now, sitting beside him, she could see the complex emotions on his face. "In the past, the Chamber of Commerce united during economic hardships to fight for our place in the international market. But they're actually relying on a foreigner now. How ironic." "Dad." Waymond tried to console him. Clyde looked up. "It's fine. We can't blame them; businessmen care about profits more than anything else. No one wants their company going bankrupt when they have so many mouths to feed." He did not blame those who left their seats. Everyone needed to survive. But was this still the same Chamber of Commerce they once knew? Understanding Clyde's thoughts, Aria turned her attention back to Alaric. So this was the man who had feelings for her mother, Fiona? He was certainly handsome and looked quite young, though unapproachable. If what he said was true about supporting her side, she might need to reconsider h
Bruce's words drew everyone's attention to Aria, a clever move that clearly showed his loyalty to both Orion and the Sloane family. Earlier, many had been wary about the potential reunion of the Grisham and Carver families, so they were hesitant to pick sides. By speaking up now, Bruce was clearly signaling his allegiance to Orion while proving his loyalty to Alaric. As expected, Orion smirked, though he pretended to be fair. "Mr. Wade, that's going too far. We need to give young people a chance to prove themselves. Aria isn't just riding on family connections. Hasn't the Carver Group been doing well under her management?" "Mr. Draycott, we all know how the Carver Group was really revived." Bruce hesitated before continuing, "I won't be partnering with Ms. Carver. Let's see if anyone else here is interested." This had always been a contentious topic. After all, Aria was just a young woman recently brought back from a small town. How could someone like her possibly revive a stru
Why did Priscilla look so much like Aria's mother, Fiona? Aria's eyes narrowed dangerously as she observed Priscilla's mismatched features. Her finger tapped lightly on her phone—a telltale sign of her anger. As a medical student, she knew human anatomy inside and out. While Priscilla was beautiful, her smile was not natural. These were not her original features; they had been altered. This reminded Aria of the suicide case at the club. All those young women who had promoted the venue on Instagram had gotten plastic surgery. What stood out was that they had all gone to Priscilla's medispa. Aria hadn't connected these dots before, and even now, the thoughts merely flickered through her mind. She continued studying the newcomer as she raised an eyebrow. It was not just the features—Priscilla even mimicked Fiona's way of speaking. The Draycott family's intentions were truly sinister. Not only was Orion ruthlessly devouring their own kind in business and trying to replace Waymo
In the past, Priscilla's behavior might have softened Clyde's heart. After all, who wanted to believe that a child they watched grow up could become so unfamiliar? But after his illness and seeing his family at a disadvantage, everything became clear. Besides, Aria had exposed the Draycott family's spies within the Grisham household. How could Clyde still be soft-hearted? He looked away and ignored her, then spoke only to Aria, "After this test is over, I'll go with you to see your mother." The misunderstandings needed to be cleared up. He really wanted to see his daughter now and properly ask what had happened back then. Aria smiled brightly at this. "Sure thing, I'll hurry up then." Fiona's absence was likely due to the Draycott family blocking her entry. Aria wasn't worried about this. In fact, Fiona's absence from this gathering was better, allowing her to figure out Alaric's true nature. Despite her long involvement with the Grisham family, this was the first time Pris
The surrounding whispers shattered Priscilla's proud façade as her face flushed. It was true that Alaric had not cared about anyone during their school days, but how could he claim not to know her? She had even asked Fiona to deliver her love letter to him. Another reason she hated Fiona was precisely because she had refused to help, saying confessions were better done in person. She even suggested sleeping with him back then, knowing he was a playboy. She was just hoping to become his girlfriend, but he had never acknowledged her existence. Priscilla thought that after all these years, he couldn't possibly forget her after her huge transformation. How could he deny knowing her in front of everyone? When Priscilla was on the verge of losing control, Orion felt nothing but embarrassment. He pushed her aside. "Priscilla, this is a Chamber meeting. Handle personal matters privately." Didn't she realize that Alaric's single statement had already made their allies question how clo
"You... you!" Priscilla was furious. Her already mismatched features were now contorted with fury, devoid of any beauty. Someone in the crowd let out a snicker after hearing Aria's words. Everyone turned to see it was a Royal Hotel server. He coughed, covering his mouth. "Sorry." But he seemed unable to contain his laughter. The Chamber members felt secondhand embarrassment for Priscilla. What started as whispers had turned to pin-drop silence. The silence only made Priscilla seem even more ridiculous. It was obvious to Orion that Priscilla was totally humiliating him. "Take Ms. Draycott downstairs," he growled at his assistant. Priscilla stared at him in disbelief. "Orion, I'm a Chamber member too. You can't..." "Take her down!" Keeping her here would only embarrass the entire Draycott family. The assistant didn't hesitate as he moved to escort her out. Priscilla refused to leave, shouting, "Orion! Have you lost your mind? Why would you attack me instead of that woman?
Priscilla's fate left everyone shaken. She had undoubtedly become the Chamber's laughingstock. Businessmen were never fools. It was clear Priscilla had lied about her connection to the Sloane family. What about Orion? Would Alaric really back him financially? While everyone speculated, the aloof man suddenly spoke to Aria. His attitude was unreadable as his deep green eyes settled on her. "What did you want to discuss?" Instantly, the crowd erupted in whispers. Orion's face turned as withered as autumn leaves. He stood frozen and could not speak a word. Alaric's status in the business world left him powerless. Aria now showed perfect manners. "May we speak privately?" Alaric signaled his bodyguard, and the foreign-looking man with an earpiece cleared a path. "You don't have much time left." Alaric was referring to the auction items. Aria was unbothered. "Then I'll be brief." A wall of people separated them from the others. No one could hear their conversation. As Or
At that moment, Alaric realized Aria knew something—especially about his feelings. As he stopped hiding it, his gaze settled back on her. "I did something that upset your mother. She probably sees me as some scoundrel who takes what he wants and ruins families." "To be frank, even if my mother hadn't gotten divorced, you wouldn't have given up on her, right?" Aria said, then added, "You're way better than that good-for-nothing father of mine." Those words restored Alaric's confidence. "Really?" "Of course. You're much more handsome than he is. Richer too, I bet." Aria counted off on her fingers. "Most importantly, you actually care about my mother." Alaric didn't deny it. His voice grew serious. "So, are you here to tell me you'll help me pursue your mother?" Before Aria could speak, he continued, "I won't use her as part of any deal." Aria smiled. "I feel the same way, Alaric. My mother shouldn't be used as a bargaining chip." Good, so Alaric truly loved Fiona to his c
A single thought consumed Laura's mind—she had to find a way to make her husband dislike Aria.She had always hesitated to play the villain, but when she heard Aria wanted Jett to trade stocks with her, she couldn't hold back anymore.Choosing her words carefully, Laura said, "Eamon, I don't know what Aria is thinking. Could this just be an impulsive decision, like her father back then? Is she dragging people along without much thought?"Of course, I don't think Aria is as calculating as Owen. But people say the stock market and real estate are part of a bubble economy. The Grisham family didn't build their fortune through these channels."She doesn't have anyone guiding her, yet she's rushing into this. It makes me worried."She lifted her gaze. "Honey, you know these markets are different. If something goes wrong, people won't come after Aria—they'll come after Jett. Whether it's financial trouble or a mistake he makes…"She clenched her teeth and pressed on. "I don't want Jett
Waymond was never one to speak carelessly. He had already ordered his subordinates to investigate the Fitzroy family's accounts.In his eyes, Laura Fitzroy's biggest mistake was her continued loyalty to her family despite everything that had happened.Still, this was Eamon's family matter, and Waymond had no intention of letting the younger generation get involved.But Aria was no ordinary junior. The moment she heard Waymond's words, she already knew where the problem lay.Jett's phone had been ringing non-stop; most calls were from his mother. Aria wasn't some naïve newcomer to society—she understood what those calls meant. Laura didn't want Jett following her, and there were plenty of reasons for that. But Aria had no interest in meddling in their family affairs. The best way to handle it? Pretend she didn't know.Meanwhile, Laura was too anxious to eat. Jett wasn't answering, and Magdalene's words left her deeply unsettled.Laura had never had an issue with Aria before. In
The higher-ups had already released the official documents, though they lacked detail.As the head of a listed company, Waymond handled things differently from Jett. "If you want to acquire land, you must deal with the relevant government departments. Your cousin's connections won't be enough—I'll go."He worried that Aria might be taken advantage of. The industry had its own unspoken rules, after all."No need, Uncle Waymond. Don't worry. I'll ask for your help if I need it, but I'd like to try reaching out first." Aria smiled.Still, Waymond sensed that she had something else in mind. After a brief pause, he said, "Mr. Barron left behind many connections in Ludwiten—people from all walks of life."One of them is an old-timer, Cassian Merrick. His influence runs even deeper than the Grisham family's. Want me to reach out to him for you?"Aria had heard of Cassian ever since she set foot in Ludwiten. Though over a hundred years old, he hardly looked it.Back then, his name carri
Landon cast a glance at Aria, curious about how much she actually knew about the stock market. She had always been modest about her knowledge, but he suspected there was more to her than she let on. The only one oblivious to Aria's true capabilities was Jett. Yet, he dared not refuse any request she made. Without hesitation, he tapped into his social circles, pulling strings where needed.Less than an hour later, Orion received word. A slow, chilling smile spread across his face. "So, the Grisham family wants to dip their hands into real estate too?"Arlo handed him a report. "Just as you predicted. It's not just real estate—Ms. Carver's making moves in the stock market as well. Fortunately, you already set a trap for Mr. Jett in advance."For the first time in days, Orion’s tension seemed to ease. A dark glint flickered in his eyes. "Fine. Let them struggle their way in. I don't care how they do it, but make sure the Carver family is crushed in the stock market.""Understood." A
Jett asked, "What exactly are you after? There's no need to bring down the Draycott family so quickly. It's not like you can win. Didn't you join the Chamber of Commerce to take things slow? You just arrived in Ludwiten. Why the rush?""Am I in a rush?" Aria asked. She wasn't after the mastermind behind the Draycott family. If she were, she would've tied Orion to the financial building and let people take pictures all day—no need for mind games.The situation was too tangled, too many people involved. The Draycott family had managed to cover up something as blatant as that incident at the bar. Someone had to be cleaning up after them.Finding a few scapegoats would have been easy, but Aria wanted more. She wanted to uncover everyone who had spread rumors about Fiona in the past.And for some reason, despite their focus on the Grisham family, it felt like they were up against the Carvers. Whoever was behind this didn't want the Carvers to regain control of the Chamber of Commerce.
Jett grew more agitated as he spoke, waving his hands as if he wanted to tear Owen apart. Aria promptly stopped him. Otherwise, passersby might think he was an escaped patient from Ludwiten's mental asylum.Owen had done many foolish things, which Aria only discovered after arriving in Ludwiten and conducting her own investigation. Warren carried guilt toward Clyde because of Owen. And while Jett was normally timid, his words weren't wrong.When Owen first came to Ludwiten, he thought he could make it big, recklessly using the Grisham family's funds and resources. But he had been deceived by several people and lost everything.Not only was he foolish, but he was also malicious—leaving behind a disaster for the Grisham family to clean up. "Jett, calm down," Aria said. "I know Owen dragged the Grisham family down. He's already been punished and won't be coming out anytime soon."You and I both despise him, but let's stop dwelling on the past. He's not worth it."Jett had never
With Landon monitoring the stock market, Aria could walk right into Orion's trap. This way, Orion would let his guard down. When people felt confident, they invested more. Aria, well-versed in the stock market, understood this all too well. She had never intended to get rid of Lily. However, things were different this time. There was a limit to how much one could withstand another's viciousness. Aria doubted Lily could predict the market flawlessly—it was impossible, just as it was impossible for her to know everything.The logic was simple. If something fell outside one's area of expertise, even the most attentive observer would only grasp the outcome, not the details. Thinking it over, Aria realized Lily only knew about major events. The smaller ones seemed to escape her notice.If she put herself in Lily's shoes, it was like remembering which lottery would have a winner but not the exact numbers drawn.After all, no one knew when they would be reborn. The only way to acce
Malcolm did not know why Aria was asking, but he remembered the details clearly. "It was after that day." Aria tapped on the desk. "No wonder the Draycotts suddenly changed their market strategy. I get it now." What was she talking about? Before Malcolm could ask, Aria continued, "Some people are trying to cheat the system. Keep an eye on things, but stay safe. If anything happens, come to me first. "Like you said, they've got deep connections. Don't bother with the police—just keep the evidence." "Got it." Before hanging up, Malcolm asked, "Should we still watch the stock market?" Aria smirked. "Yes. They're not the only ones who can play dirty." Lily had probably been reborn too. But whatever Lily knew, Aria knew as well. She had never thought to use that knowledge this way before since it hadn't seemed necessary, but things were not the same now. If her dreams were real, then in her past life, Lily had only made it to Janovin. She had played the star medical student at
After being together all this time, Aria suddenly had a thought. Were she and Landon too distant from each other? No, "distant" was not quite the right word. It was more like they did not know each other well enough. Landon always felt just out of reach, like there was a fog between them. Simply put, he was not being straight with her. The thought left her feeling uneasy. Before she could say anything, her phone rang. It must be news about the Draycotts. It had to be something big for them to call so urgently. Aria glanced at the pair. Landon smiled. "If you have questions, Jett, feel free to talk with my manager, Ms. Virelle." Manager? Seraphina caught on quickly. "Mr. Grisham, shall we step outside?" Jett was still trying to process everything. "Wait." Balancing business and personal matters as usual, Aria held her phone up and said, "I heard Ms. Virelle used to work at the Draycotts' club. Let's have a chat later." Seraphina froze, glancing at Landon. Seeing his bl