Before they could speculate further, Aria made her stance clear. "Carver Group will never work with Krowonian companies. This rule has been in place since a century ago, and it's effective even now. I want everyone to remember that Carver Group is different from other companies. Even in times of peace, we'll always have the history of our country in mind."Aria turned to Hugo again. "I'll provide information to the police that will aid their investigation. I have reason to suspect that you're a corporate spy working for Krowonian companies."Carver Group was known to be patriotic, so things would go out of control if Aria reported the existence of a Krowonian corporate spy. Hugo paled. "I'm not a spy! Really! I just wanted to make some money. I'm really not a corporate spy!"If he was accused of such a crime, his family would be done for! The other shareholders hadn't thought of this too, evidently. Sweat beaded on their foreheads upon hearing Aria's words. They'd forgotten that
Owen couldn't even deny it if he wanted to, because Hugo had helped him with too much. The more Hugo had helped him with, the more secrets he knew. Owen's gaze sharpened. "I know that you don't respect me now that you have Dad's support.""Yes, I had Mr. West reach out to some Krowonian companies," Owen admitted readily. At this point, further denial would tarnish his reputation. "I've never had him commit all those wrongdoings, though.""The Krowonian companies gave us huge discounts, and I've discussed this during a meeting before." Owen looked at the shareholders. "Everyone agreed to my suggestion except for Dad."Aria propped her chin on her hand lazily. "He's the CEO of the company. He has the right to veto your proposal in the first place regardless of how many people agree with you. What are you trying to say here, Mr. Carver? Are you trying to say that Mr. West was the only one behind everything? I'd like to ask Mr. West if he agrees.""No, certainly not!" Hugo hugged the
Hugo said immediately, "There's a fortune teller living in a church in Goldtown. I haven't met him before, but Mr. Carver reached out to the Krowonians because he told him—""What are you trying to achieve here, Aria Carver?" Owen was so perturbed that he called Aria by her full name. Aria was trying to sever every retreat route he had; she wanted to force him into a dead end. Aria looked at him evenly as he said, "Mr. West, we're still in the conference room. All businesses take into account the layout of their office spaces." He pitched his voice lower. "I want my company to do well. Am I in the wrong for that?"He could put it that way because he wasn't involved when Hugo had done all those things and signed all those contracts. He had already planned to admit to his relying on fortune telling; that would be his retreat route.Hugo had already lost in this argument, and he had no choice but to yell angrily, "That wasn't what he said, Ms. Carver!""What did I say, then? Do yo
No shareholder in their right mind would take his side if he tried to usurp Aria's position. Owen slumped in his seat. The image he had so painstakingly maintained for years was now ruined. Warren hadn't had the heart to be merciless to Owen because he hadn't expected Owen, who seemed to not have any ideas of his own, to give those Krowonian companies the right to earn money while using Carver Group as a stepping stone.When Warren heard the news, his grip on his walking stick tightened, and he immediately took his medicine. Aria had told him to remain calm no matter what happened and to prioritize his health. If he hadn't appointed Aria as his successor, Carver Group would be in shambles the next few months, and he wouldn't be able to unabashedly meet his ancestors in the afterlife. Not only would the family's reputation be destroyed, but Carver Group would eventually be usurped by the Krowonians. Whenever Warren thought about that, he'd wish that he'd never given birth to Ow
Owen tried to guilt-trip Aria by invoking their relationship as father and daughter, and she cut him off with a sharp look, saying, "Since you're bringing up our relationship, let me ask you something. You insisted on adopting Mindy, even if it meant giving me up. That was because a fortune teller told you to, wasn't it?"Owen paused, his fists clenching tightly.Keith was still standing beside them. Owen, prone to overthinking, immediately assumed that Warren had already uncovered the truth. His mind raced—Warren must have given Aria all those documents because he knew everything.This shareholder meeting was a trap directed at him, set by Warren. Owen didn't even consider the possibility that Aria could be the mastermind. Smirking, Aria ordered the CEO's office to divest Owen of all his positions within the company. Carver Group's suppliers also learned that Owen would no longer represent the Carver family. Aria was conveying a clear message—the deals with Krowonian companie
"Elijah?" Aria frowned. Elijah hadn't appeared in her dreams, nor had she seen him during the banquet. As a fortune teller, she couldn't read her own future, and the closer someone was to her, the harder it became to read their faces and tell their fortunes. Landon was the only exception—his fate was obvious without needing a reading.Seeing Frank's anxious expression, Aria didn't waste time. "Let's walk and talk, Frank."In a rushed tone, Frank explained, "An actress filming a movie with Elijah has died. She had an argument with him before her death. The news hasn't hit the Internet yet because Mr. York has managed to keep it quiet."But since it involves a death, it won't stay hidden for long. Besides, the director and the rest of the cast are all big names."A reporter has some photos at hand, and he's adamant that the man he saw tussling with the actress was Elijah." Frank's worry was evident as he said, "He has been taken in for an interrogation, and Mr. Carver Senior do
"Relationship?" Rupert was confused. "What relationship?"The officers interrogating him traded looks before saying, "We heard that Mr. Carver and the deceased were involved with each other.""That would never happen!" Rupert waved a dismissive hand. "Elijah never got close to anyone in the industry, let alone start a relationship with them. Where did you even hear that?"The officers didn't answer that question. They realized that Rupert and Poppy had told them completely different things. Either Rupert didn't know about the actors' relationship status, or Poppy had lied to them. Would Poppy lie, though? She had only graduated from university, and there was nothing wrong with her background. She didn't seem like someone who would lie about this. The officers frowned, deep in thought, and this was the scene Aria walked into. Percy was already there, accompanied by another lawyer from Carver Group representing Elijah. However, Percy couldn't take the case due to his connection wi
The best way to learn more about the case was to talk to someone who worked closely with the deceased. Usually, a celebrity's assistant would be the best informed about her schedule and recent developments, even when compared to her family.Aria was so focused on this that everything else slipped her mind. Elijah frowned. "You shouldn't have brought her here, Percy."Percy shrugged. "Elijah, be more reasonable. You're here, aren't you? It'll be fine."Elijah sighed softly. He was elegant and composed as he politely asked the officers, "Can I leave now?"Despite Elijah's popularity, the officer remained impartial. "You can't leave before you're cleared."This was standard procedure in criminal cases. However, those brought in for questioning could usually post bail unless there was solid evidence against them.Aria hadn't expected Elijah to be denied bail. This suggested the police had found something that could work against him.Percy understood this too, his usual smile fading.
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