Bryan pushed open the heavy oak door, and the two slipped inside silently. The office was magnificent, its elegance matching the rest of the estate.Dark mahogany furniture gleamed under the faint moonlight filtering through the tall windows, and the air smells faintly of aged books and old cigars.Lily’s gaze darted to the floor-to-ceiling bookshelf Bryan had mentioned. It spanned the entire back wall, filled with files, leather-bound volumes, and odd-looking arts and ceramics.“That’s it?” she whispered. Bryan nodded, already moving toward it. “The lock mechanism is hidden behind the third row from the top. Help me shift this ladder.”The two moved quickly; Bryan climbed up, feeling for the hidden panel behind the books. After a moment, there was a soft click, and a portion of the bookshelf slid aside, revealing a sleek metal door with a biometric scanner and keypad.Lily stepped forward, her heart skipping a beat as she took in the sight. “This... isn’t just any vault. It’s practi
"Father..." Bryan trailed off as he caught sight of the intimidating figure in the doorway. Grandpa Roux stood silently, his sharp eyes surveying the scene with an unnervingly calm expression. His hand rested casually in his pocket, but his presence was intimidating. “Bryan,” Grandpa Roux said, his tone cold and devoid of emotion. "What are you doing here?" Without waiting for an answer, his eyes shifted to Lily, scrutinising her as he raised a questioning brow.“And you are?”Lily hesitated, her mind blank and restless after being caught in the act. She forced herself to meet his gaze, masking her nerves with a confident smile. “Lily.""Lily? Lily who?" "Lily Turner," she replied, and the older man hummed. His eyes narrowed as he took in her appearance. "How are you acquainted with my son?" "I... Uhm... He employed me to open the vault. So I'm a hacker," she replied while pointing to the laptop. Grandpa Roux’s brow lifted slightly, his expression unreadable. “A hacker, you say
Frederick's finger tapped restlessly against the armrest, his clouded eyes narrowed towards the screen of the opened computer. He glared at Sinful's open chat, where he had sent multiple messages to the person in one week, with any one of them being replied to despite showing it had been delivered."This is annoying," he muttered as his finger hovered on the keyboard, trying to send another message.His eyes flickered towards the previous message and how desperate they all sounded. Gritting his teeth, he deleted them all and sent another.TechPronce: Hello. I was recommended to you by a friend. I am in need of your service. Money is not a problem, and you'll get as much room to work as possible. Please reply to me as soon as you get this. Thank you.Once the message was delivered, he pursed his lips and closed the webpage, knowing he wouldn't be getting a response any time soon.However, he couldn't afford to wait much longer.He needs some last-minute miracles to make his grandfathe
"And what if I don't want to help?" Lily smirked, her eyes locked into his in a challenging stare. Taken aback, Grandpa Roux raised an amused brow at her daring attitude. He relaxed into his chair, his eyes never leaving hers as his lips curled up into a smirk. "You don't really have a choice. Don't forget you broke into my house." "I didn't break into your home, Mister Roux. I simply came in here for business, which your son employed me to do," she countered smugly. "And you will have no basis to charge me since I didn't take anything from your house. You, on the other hand," she paused. "Will get charged for detaining me here without my consent. So I'll advise you to think twice before you threaten me." “You’ve got spirit, I’ll give you that. But don’t mistake my patience for weakness, young lady.” Grandpa Roux replied as he leaned forward, his hands clasped together on the polished mahogany desk. “You’re not in a position to negotiate.”Bryan stepped closer to Lily, his stance
"Phew! That went well," Lily breathed out as she relaxed into the luxurious seat of the private jet. "And that adds to the fact that we got caught.""Yeah, you could say that," Bryan nodded. "He's never one to be chill about trespassing. I was surprised we weren't locked up in jail.""He would do that?" Lily asked with a raised brow, causing Bryan to smirk."During my teenage years, I lost count of how many times my father had me arrested." He chuckled. "I was always in and out of the police station that the police gave me a special room.""He's never one to tolerate misconduct," he added."I can imagine. After all, he disowned his daughter for going against him," she muttered and then breathed out a sigh.The two fell into a comfortable silence as the jet took off. Both lost in their thoughts.Lily closed her eyes, trying to get some sleep before she embraced the world of her revenge waiting for her at the end of the flight."What's your next move?" Bryan's cautious voice pulled her
"Breaking News"Lily watched as she took a sip of her freshly brewed tea. Seeing the channel was reporting the news she wanted, she picked up the remote and increased its volume.The screen displayed Arthur Grey’s face—handsome yet arrogant, with a cocky smirk that matched his reputation. The reporter’s voice filled the room, steady yet laced with intrigue."Breaking news tonight: Arthur Grey, president of the Grey Corporation, is under fire following shocking revelations about his alleged involvement in illicit activities.""Sources have claimed that Grey has been linked to trafficking and large-scale fraud schemes. This news comes as a shock to the corporate world, where Grey has long been considered a rising star."Lily leaned back into her chair, her lips curling into a small, satisfied smile. The wheels of her plan were finally in motion.The reporter continued, "Anonymous tips have led investigators to uncover documents and recordings implicating Grey in multiple illegal dealing
"What do you mean?" Williams asked with pursed lips as his assistant gave a report of the company's situation. "Tristan Freight cancelled all their dealings with us. All pending contracts have also been nullified."Williams stared at his assistant, the words hitting him like a punch to the gut. He leaned back in his chair as he tried to process what he had just heard."Tristan Freight cancelled all dealings with us?" He repeated, his voice low and sharp. "On whose authority?"The assistant shifted nervously as he replied. "There wasn't any clear explanation, Sir. We received an official letter early this morning. They stated that due to unforeseen circumstances, they can no longer proceed with the partnership."Williams’s jaw tightened, his eyes narrowing as frustration bubbled under the surface. "Unforeseen circumstances? What kind of nonsense is this? They’ve been our biggest trading partner for years! This doesn’t just happen overnight!"The assistant nodded, a bead of sweat formi
"Where have you been?!" Alana cried as she pulled Lily into a hug. "I tried calling you for the past five days! I even went to your apartment but was not able to get in touch with you! I almost reported a missing person to the police.""If you hadn't come back today, I would have." She added with a sniffle."Sorry," Lily smiled sheepishly as she patted Alana gently on the back. "I went to Paris on a business trip. Besides, isn't five days too long to just report a missing person?" Lily added with an amused chuckle, making Alana huff and pout."I only waited till today because someone from Bryan Roux's company told me you went on a business trip with their boss," Alana sighed dramatically. "The man told his assistant you were travelling with him, but you couldn't leave a message!""What type of boss and friend are you?!" She reprimanded while pulling Lily's cheeks playfully.Lily managed an apologetic smile while rubbing her stinging cheeks. "It won't happen next time. It was an improm
"I think now is the perfect time to get the computer," Lily announced over the phone. "Given the news about his wife's scandal, Henry and William will be too busy to guard the company like a guard dog." "You want me to send people in there pretending to be electricians to retrieve the computer?" Bryan asked, and Lily hummed. "It will be a bit difficult for me to retrieve it at the moment." Lily replied. "Heard you've not been out of your apartment since the announcement. That's a week ago; that's unhealthy." Bryan sighed. "I'll come pick you up later today, and then we can discuss whatever your plans are." "There won't be a need for that," Lily gritted out as she worked away on her laptop. "I can't afford to be distracted right now.""Is this about Mark's engagement to Roseline?" Bryan asked, making Lily pause as her eyes narrowed at the screen of her laptop. "This has nothing to do with Mark or his engagement." She breathed out, massaging her forehead as she felt her eyes stingi
Lily walked into the living room with an extra sway in her hips as she remembered the event from the previous night. A small smile played on her lips, feeling giddy and excited about the news from the previous night's banquet. She picked up the remote and turned on the TV while waiting for the news with a warm cup of tea in hand. However, instead of the scandal she was expecting, she was met with Mark and Roseline's red carpet photos. Frowning, she turned up the volume just in time for the reporter to announce:"Next on the line of news is Mark Watson, the newly appointed CEO of the Watson Group. The genius businessman has finally announced his engagement with Roseline Anderson, the popular A-list actress."Lily’s smile froze, the warmth from her tea doing little to quell the chill that spread through her chest. Her hand tightened around the cup as she stared at the screen, unable to believe what she was hearing.“Engaged?” She whispered, her voice shaky. “That’s not possible.”The
{Now we wait.} "Can you hack into the security cameras around here?" Lily asked as she returned to the main banquet, still holding the glass of wine in hand. As she walked in, she noticed Henry looking around the hall with a furrowed brow. His shoulders tense and his fingers tightly wrapped around the wine glass. She scowled, her eyes narrowing as she lifted the new wine glass to her lips just in time for Henry to look her way. He visibly breathed out a sigh of relief while his eyes held expectations at seeing her take the drink. {You should know that's a piece of cake. You want me to monitor Kate's movement?} "Yes, get the recordings and send them to the media. I want it to be the first news tomorrow morning."{Consider it done, my lady.}"How long will it take you to hack it?" Lily asked as she began walking towards the toilet area, where she could easily escape the crowd and get out of the banquet.{By the time you make it out, I'll be done.}"I need to pretend I'm affected by
"We got an invite from Hamilton to attend their end of the year banquet," Mr. Wallace reported as he gave the invite to Lily. Lily accepted the invitation, her eyes scanning the elegant gold-embossed card. The Hamilton End-of-Year Banquet—a perfect stage for her next move. She set the card down on her desk and looked up at Mr. Wallace, her expression neutral but calculating."Who else from the company received an invitation?" she asked."Just you, Miss Turner. It’s marked as a ‘personal guest’ invite," Wallace replied. "Of course it is. Henry wouldn’t miss the chance to match me with his son." Lily snickered as she read the details of the invite. Wallace hesitated, his expression full of worry. "Do you plan on attending? It’s bound to be a huge event, and given the recent public opinion about them, it may affect the image of our company if you are seen mingling with them." Lily chuckled softly at Wallace's concern, leaning back in her chair. "The Hamiltons love theatrics. If Henry
"Can you arrange a meeting with Annabelle Wilson?" As she sent the message, Bryan replied almost immediately. Lily glanced at Bryan's text and smirked. "De Ox tonight, between 8 PM and 9 PM. Perfect."She quickly tapped out a reply: Thanks. It's such perfect timing.Bryan: Need help?Lily: I'll be fine on my own. With her plan in motion, Lily pulled up the files containing Henry's promiscuity, one she had meticulously prepared for Henry’s misdeeds. Photos, text messages, and financial transactions—everything she needed to plant the seed of doubt in Annabelle’s mind was compiled neatly in a folder.At exactly 8:15, Lily walked into the dimly lit lounge, her heels clicking softly against the marble floor. She gave off an air of confidence, dressed in a sleek black dress that hinted at authority and poise. Her eyes scanned the room until they landed on Annabelle Wilson—a striking woman in her early forties, elegantly dressed in a champagne-coloured gown.Annabelle looked up as Lily a
"All the traces of the investigation and the clue we've gotten so far lead towards the Andersons," Dexter announced, his voice muffled over the shuffling of documents on the phone. "But we haven't gotten any conclusive evidence that will have them legally checked yet which is why I am saying we are in a dead end." "There should be something you are missing," Mark replied as he shrugged off his jacket, his eyes narrowing on the opened file on his laptop. Despite staring at it, none of the words registered in his mind. After his altercation with his mother, the one that landed her in the hospital, he had been focusing his attention on the investigation. And as if a higher power was involved and supporting them, they were able to have several breakthroughs. However, despite the evidence they've gathered, none of it was solid enough for them to point fingers. Dexter let out a frustrated sigh. "Look, Mark, I’ve tried hacking into their financials, their private communications, even th
"I'll advise you to let go of your stubbornness and pay the money for the costume," David breathed out, his voice strained as he messaged his temple, trying to ease out the build up tension from the past few days. It's been three days of constant back and forth with Lily's Fashion team and his PR team about the issue of the costume, and despite knowing Roseline had been the one at fault, he had tried to play the game in the way that would benefit them. Who would have known that the person behind Lily was someone strong enough to throw his crap back in his face. His eye twitched in annoyance as he noticed there is another topic about the issue trending on almost all special media. To make matters worse, the other side didn't even hire internet trolls to boost the popularity of the whole fiasco. Instead, the situation had attracted enough audience purely based on Roseline's and Lily's reputation. One is the award winning actress from a wealthy family and the other is the winner of
"Aren't you going to step forward to help your girlfriend?" Celina asked with a raised brow as she typed away on her phone while sitting across from Mark in their grandfather's living room. Mark pursed his lips, looked away from the stock chart he was studying, and raised a brow. "What's going on with Lily?" He asked innocently, making Celina scoff in annoyance."I forgot you've been single all your life. Aren't you supposed to be keeping tabs on your girlfriend to make sure the public wouldn't bully her?" She asked."No one can bully her though," Mark replied. "They are the ones who should be careful not to get bullied by her. Anyways, what's going on with her?" "Why not check the internet yourself? After all, her name is actively trending right now." Mark frowned, closing his laptop with a soft thud. He pulled out his phone and quickly typed Lily’s name into the search bar. His brows furrowed as he skimmed through the headlines and trending hashtags."Roseline Anderson drama," he
Roseline’s confidence in her ability to control the situation lasted all for an hour. As she scrolled through social media, sipping her overpriced latte on the Luna’s Halo set, the tide of public opinion had begun to shift in Lily's favor. Comments criticising her actions were now outpacing the defensive ones from her loyal fans."How can you ignore a small business like this? Lily’s Fashion deserves better!""Roseline, this is disappointing. Pay your dues.""I’ve supported you for years, but this is unacceptable behavior. Do better."Her latte nearly slipped from her grasp when she saw that #JusticeForLily was now trending."Daniel!" she barked, startling her assistant Samantha.Her manager, Daniel, who had been discussing with the set director, walked in shortly after, his brows furrowed in annoyance. "I may be working under your family's business, but that gives you no right to call out my name like I am a dumb slave!" He gritted out in annoyance but got ignored by Roseline, who a