Aria's remark took aback Jett. He recalled how the Fitzroys always claimed they were acting in his best interest, insisting that their rigorous teachings were meant to help, not harm. After all, as the eldest grandson of the Grisham family, Jett was expected to be well-rounded in all areas.Aria patted his back reassuringly. "You handled this well, Jett. I acknowledge your efforts. But think carefully—do you truly believe this piece of land is worth acquiring?"Jett hesitated. "Aren't they dismantling the villages in the urban area right now?"Aria's thoughts briefly drifted to Magdalene. She had primarily connected Jett with the Draycott family, and it wouldn't be surprising if she had aligned herself with them.To prevent any sudden interference from Magdalene, Aria decided to be direct. "Yes, it's being demolished, and there are returns. But the cash flow is slow. It could take years before you see any profit."She paused before continuing. "And that's not even the biggest issu
Aria studied the map on the table and spoke without looking up. "But he won't get anything after the demolition. Would you want it to be torn down if you were in his position?"Jett immediately froze when he heard that. Aria continued coolly, "Once it's gone, he'll be just like everyone else. No authority. No control. No village chief title."Jett clenched his fists. "So are we giving up on this land?""Well, we still need it." Aria suddenly thought of a problem. "Did you get Mr. Jenson's contact from the Grisham family or the Fitzroy family?"Jett frowned. "Why can't it be my contact?"Aria smirked and glanced at him. "You studied abroad for years. If you managed to build this many connections with local authorities, one might think you were there for infrastructure development instead of academics.""I…" Jett had never met anyone as sharp-tongued as Aria. Plus, everything she spouted was the truth. He had no rebuttal. "He's connected to the Fitzroy family."Aria nodded. "Goo
Thaddeus took a slow drag from his cigar, narrowing his eyes. "Don't provoke the authorities. From the looks of it, Mr. Jenson is the one pulling the strings. Keep an eye on things and don't trouble those with deep pockets."Hand over the insignificant things and don't make things difficult for them at the start. Understood?"The man across from him rubbed his hands together. "Don't worry. It's not our first time dealing with people like them—we know exactly what to do."Mr. Jenson has brought plenty of outsiders to our village over the past decade, and none of them walked away unscathed. Those spoiled heirs who only know how to flaunt their flashy sports cars? They're nothing to us."Thaddeus nodded approvingly. "We can't let anyone gain leverage over us. One of them is from the Fitzroy family—we shouldn't risk ruining that connection."The man placed his cup down with a dull thud. "Of course. Though, I wonder what tricks Mr. Jenson used to lure them here this time. I also heard
Orion never believed anyone could escape his trap—especially not Aria, who hadn't even completed her education. Did she really think a mere fraction of business knowledge was enough to take him on?He sneered, malice twisting his expression. No one in the Chamber of Commerce had ever seen this side of him. To Aria, he was an elder, a respected figure. And in front of so many people, he had always maintained that façade.But things were different now. He would make sure she experienced what it was like to be in hell. Even her father had fallen into his trap—what chance did she have? Anyone wanting to enter the property industry had to get past the Draycott family first.Orion moved aside as Arlo leaned in and whispered something that made him frown. "They still haven't been found?""No. But I don't think they've been taken. If something went wrong, the higher-ups would have an update."Orion's brows remained furrowed. "It may not be a major issue, but we need to find them. As for t
Lily was practically a living legend in Orion's eyes. With the stock market booming, there was nothing they couldn't invest in. Orion didn't forget about dragging Fergus into the mess. "Has the eldest Carver son, that so-called God of Parker Street, bought the stocks?""Mr. Draycott, don't worry. We've inflated gold prices. Once the stock market opens on Monday, prices drop. Mr. Carver will be left with nothing but regrets."Orion's smile deepened when he saw that. The Carver family would soon be ruined. He couldn't wait to see how the arrogant Aria handled the chaos.…Meanwhile, Aria took Jett through the urban village. The villagers eyed them curiously. Word had spread that a foolish investor was interested in the land, and they could barely hide their amusement. Still, they didn't voice their thoughts, choosing instead to treat the newcomers with extra warmth.Jett felt a prickle of unease under their stares. Despite the village's proximity to the city, the residents displ
"Stopping them now is impossible. If we do, it's the same as cutting off their financial lifeline," Aria texted. Fergus understood the situation. No one in the stock exchange market would believe them—especially the older investors, who placed more trust in their exclusive insider tips.Something flickered in Aria's eyes as she considered the matter. After a moment, she said, "Fergus, leave this matter to me."Fergus immediately responded, "Okay. I'll keep buying as you instructed."Knowing he was dependable, Aria didn't reply further.Still, Fergus remained concerned. "I heard about the plot of land. Be careful. Don't forget about us—Elijah and Leon live close to you, too."Aria chuckled at his message. Fergus was being overly cautious. If Elijah and Leon got involved, it would be far too crowded. What would they do—hold a fan meet-and-greet?Still, when the time was right, she intended to use their influence to her advantage.She put her phone away. Jett, who had been watc
"Why?" Jett demanded, frustration threatening to overwhelm him. He couldn't understand—it felt like his mind was about to explode. In his memories, his grandmother had always given him whatever he wanted.When he struggled with physics, Magdalene feared he'd wear himself out studying, so she pulled strings at a prestigious university abroad, sparing no expense to make things easier for him.Her approach to education was completely different from Clyde's.Jett had always believed Magdalene understood him best, granting him the most freedom in the world. No matter what he did, she thought he was amazing, filling him with confidence from an early age.Aria studied him. Knowing the road ahead would be difficult, she understood Jett had to break free from his comfort zone."It's because you're the eldest son of the Grisham family," she said. "I might be standing in your way."Jett found the notion ridiculous. "What do they mean? We've only known each other for a few days."Their firs
The villagers had only one goal—money.They didn't care about policies or the higher-ups. All they saw was an easy mark, a rich outsider who could be deceived. It had become second nature to them, playing the part of helpless victims to gain the moral high ground.Jett used to be oblivious to this, but now that he understood, cold sweat gathered on his back. The way the villagers eyed Aria's car with barely concealed greed sent a chill down his spine.Jett wanted to back off. "Aria, even if there's the slightest chance that the government had some policies in place, let's not get involved in this mess. We can take our time solving things at home."Aria twisted the bottle cap, took a sip, and said casually, "Who told you I wanted to solve things at home?"She maneuvered the steering wheel with one hand and shot him a glance. "You're the eldest grandson of the Grisham family. I'm only here to cure Grandpa. Nothing else matters to me."She added, "We're doing business, not handling
The aged voice was filled with indifference. "It seems like she reached a dead end."Amos sneered. "I don't understand why these peasants like staying in the city. Still, it's fortunate for us. Otherwise, it'd be hard to get our hands on them.""Amos," the person cut in sharply, as if reminding him of his place.Amos only dared to speak so harshly when no one was around. If word got out, his image as the perfect secretary would be ruined.He quickly calmed down and fell silent. The caller didn't press the matter, simply saying, "You need to change the way you speak and act from now on."Since she's already agreed, give her the money. Don't treat her requests as a nuisance. The more requests they make, the less likely they are to cause trouble later."After picking her up tomorrow, send a few men to check if her grandparents need any help. Make sure everything is done properly."Amos nodded. "I understand. You always see the bigger picture. We'll continue looking after them."Poo
"I promise it won't happen again!" To an outsider, it might've sounded like Amos was talking about the cafeteria mishap. But the truth was much darker. What Amos really meant was that incidents like this could continue, just never publicly. Once the media's attention died down, they could go back to doing whatever they pleased. But for now, the performance had to be flawless.The man on the other end of the call seemed satisfied. Though his voice was flat and monotonous, there was a noticeable shift; it was now less stern."She's been manipulating the stock market," he said. "It's caused major damage to several of Luwditen's corporations. We can't let her walk free."Amos removed his glasses, a grim look on his face. "That's exactly what I told the Securities Regulatory Department. It doesn't matter who comes to plead on her behalf. Even if she's the late Mr. Barron's heir, she has to face the law."She's confessed. No one's going to let her off the hook now. You know what jail'
At first, Eden didn't understand what Aria meant. But as night fell, Aria lowered her head and started fumbling with something. When she looked up again, Eden was stunned—Aria looked exactly like her.Eden's eyes widened in disbelief. She'd only seen something like this in movies. But now, it was unfolding right in front of her. So there really was such a flawless disguise technique in the world."Aria, you…""Since I'm using your identity, I have to be you," Aria said with a soft tug of her mask, smiling. She had always been bold, yet precise. Working in the Special Missions Unit meant secrecy was second nature to her—this part was routine."Stay home and rest tonight. I'll leave first thing in the morning. Once I'm gone and the coast is clear, take your grandparents and leave."Eden opened her mouth, unsure of how to respond. She didn't even know when the people watching them would leave."My team will come get you," Aria reassured her. "What's important is that your grandparent
Eden nodded. "Okay. I'll do as you say, Aria."She sent the text just like Aria instructed. Moments later, her teacher replied—everything had been arranged. A car would pick her up from home. There was no need to return to school.A cold shiver ran down Eden's spine. They knew where she lived. They'd been watching all along. Not just the school—they were everywhere.Eden didn't linger at school. Outside the entrance, the main topic of conversation was the officials' arrival for an investigation and the school's public exposure.Everyone knew the cafeteria was a mess. Students had complained countless times, but each time inspectors came, the food improved just long enough to pass the checks. Then it would all revert. It had become the norm—something they were forced to accept.Eden was no different. She just wanted to get home. She needed to see her grandparents. She feared something might happen to them next.Every step on the way home, she stayed alert, scanning her surroundings
Eden listened closely, her brow furrowing. Her teacher wasn't speaking Farshyan. School was no longer a safe place, and Eden didn't know who she could trust. Her classmates were too caught up in mocking Aria to notice anything was wrong, all assuming Eden was lucky to have been chosen.She considered calling the police, picking up her phone, but then paused. What could she even say? That there was a mole at school? Her face turned pale as she remembered how close the principal was to influential people. The authorities might not believe her, or worse, they might be involved.Despite the headlines claiming Aria had been arrested, Eden felt a spark of hope. Aria had promised she'd show up if Eden ever needed her. Taking a deep breath, Eden dialed the number Aria had given her.She didn't expect anyone to answer. But then came a cool, familiar voice. "Eden? What's wrong? Did someone give you trouble again?"Eden's heart soared. "You're not arrested! The news is fake, isn't it? I knew
Lucas gave Amos a sidelong glance. "In that case, let's do as Mr. Lune suggested—punish everyone involved."Announce to the public that Oakvale Academy will be used as a test case. We'll be conducting surprise inspections in all middle and high schools."As for why Mr. Kelsey encountered two completely different scenes during his visits—well, that's easy to explain." Lucas' gaze swept across the room. "Someone tipped off the school before your visit. If any other school received advance notice, every one of you will be under scrutiny."Though Lucas spoke with a smile, none of the seven present—including the three officials—could return it. The smile, in this context, was more chilling than rage. This was a warning. Amos, in particular, felt deeply unsettled. He had come intending to redirect Lucas' attention away from Oakvale Academy. Instead, the incident had blown up. With public attention turning toward the school, transferring Eden would soon become impossible.Still, Amo
Now that Miguel, who was an expert in covering up, was gone, the long-standing issues in the school were exposed.The group stood frozen as they watched a cafeteria worker pour something into a large pot. A closer look revealed it was leftover mushroom soup. But that wasn't the worst of it. The soup reeked, clearly spoiled, yet it was still being reheated for the students.Things only got worse when they entered the kitchen. Hygiene standards were appalling. Not a single chef wore a mask, and some were even smoking while cooking.Amos' expression darkened immediately, even before Lucas could react.One of the chefs noticed them and slammed his ladle onto the counter. "What are you doing in here? Outsiders aren't allowed in the school—don't you know that?"Unlike other schools, Oakvale Academy had somehow always slipped through the cracks during routine inspections. When required to present something, they staged it well enough to fool a camera.So, the staff never expected a surp
Aria understood that this was all the person could offer. The real mastermind would never reveal himself so easily—not even to his most trusted subordinates.Those in power never needed to explain themselves. Those who understood them would earn their favor; those who didn't were destined to remain at the bottom.Her thoughts raced. She needed hard evidence to capture whoever was behind Amos. Baseless accusations would only alert the enemy and push them deeper into hiding.Allowing herself to be arrested had been part of Aria's plan. She needed the mastermind to lower his guard. After all, she had been too visible in Ludwiten lately. With eyes constantly watching her, she couldn't make any real moves. But she couldn't let the incident at Oakvale Academy go unresolved. Her instincts told her it was the key to everything.Before Philip found his family, she had to act—and that meant changing her identity to save Even.Just then, the person's phone buzzed. He turned the screen towa
"Boss!" Weston rushed over the moment he finished dealing with the other officers. Aria arched an eyebrow, flexing her wrists. "He's the mole?""Yes." Weston nodded. The Securities Regulatory Bureau, dispatched by the Securities Regulatory Commission, was tasked with auditing listed companies—particularly sniffing out insider trading and market manipulation.While not everyone in the bureau could be corrupt, it was common for a few to be compromised.The officer who had been interrogating Aria was of a minor rank, but the one Weston had just exposed held real power.Aria looked over at the trembling man. His legs had given out, sending him to the floor. His phone lay discarded beside him as he shook uncontrollably.They had met before—at a Chamber of Commerce meeting. To him, Aria had just been a clever heiress with some market luck, thanks to Landon's influence. No one would have expected her to single-handedly bring down the Draycott family.No one would logically believe