"The location is an old warehouse near the harbor, Mr. Nathan. The coordinates are locked. They're inside, at least three of them are lightly armed," reported one of the bodyguards over the radio communication in the car.Elena immediately turned to Nathan who was sitting in the driving seat. "We have to hurry. I don't care if they're armed or not. The important thing is that Alva is safe."Nathan nodded, his gaze sharp. "Calm down. We'll make it."Soon, their motorcade pulled up about two hundred meters from an old warehouse that looked rundown and deserted. But the deserted impression was only on the surface-as dozens of Elena's bodyguards had already spread out around the area, surrounding the building from all sides."All teams are on standby. As soon as the signal is given, we will enter simultaneously," Nathan ordered over the radio.Inside the warehouse, the three male kidnappers were panicking. One of them was pacing, hands sweating, while the other two stood near Alva who was
Damian walked back and forth in his office, restless. He had just received a message from one of his friends. [Uh, have you heard yet? Your ex-wife Elena's son, Alva, was kidnapped... but she said she found him. Now hospitalized at the central hospital]Deg.The message hit his chest like a hammer. "Why didn't Elena tell me about this? After all, I'm Alva's biological father," he muttered irritably.Without thinking, Damian grabbed his jacket and strode out of the office. But not before reaching the front door-"Honey, where are you going?" Isabella's cold voice cut him off.Damian stopped his steps. "To the hospital. Alva, my son, he's been kidnapped. Now he's been found. I need to see how he's doing."Isabella stood up straight, her eyes narrowed. "Who did you find out from?""Certainly not from Elena. But still, I have to go there."Isabella clenched her hands tightly. "That child... Why did he survive," she murmured softly, barely audible.Damian squinted. "What did you just mean
Four o'clock in the afternoon. "I'm sorry, Mr. Damian. I know it's not a good time, but you should know... it's an emergency," the assistant's voice sounded strained on the other end of the line.Damian stood on his balcony, looking up at the darkening sky. "What do you mean emergency?""There's been a market attack. Lancaster Industries' stock has dropped dramatically. Today alone, we lost almost ten million dollars. Big investors pulled out suddenly."Damian frowned. "Ten million? In one day?" "Yes, Mr. Damian. And if this keeps up we'll be back to square one."Damian was silent for a few seconds, then hissed, "Fine. I'm going to the office now."Without waiting for an answer, Damian turned off the call. He entered the house with hurried steps, put on his suit, and headed straight for the garage. Dark thoughts began to creep in-memories of fifteen years ago, when Lancaster Industries had nearly sunk to nothing. When everyone pulled away, leaving him alone to deal with the mess.T
"That's enough, Damian." Elena cut in sharply.Damian fell silent. Elena stood up, her face flat, her voice low but clear."You think I want to hear your regrets now? After all this silence, after you left me for another woman, after you thought your three daughters were useless?""Elena, I was wrong... I really-""Yes, you were wrong. But your mistake was fatal, Damian. You destroyed our family, then acted like a victim when reality hit you."Damian leaned closer, but Elena held up a hand, signaling him not to get any closer."Get out of this room. Alva needs quiet. And I don't want to hear anything.""Elena, I want to fix everything...""Damian." Elena stared intently, her eyes glassy but unwavering. "Get out. Now."Damian finally gave in. He looked down at Alva who was still asleep, then stepped away-a heavy step, like he was dragging tons of weight on his shoulders.***Damian arrived at the Lancaster Mansion. In the living room, Margaret-his mother-sits reading, while Charles, hi
Several days had passed. "Finally... Elena, congratulations," Tamara said with teary eyes, hugging Elena tightly.Elena nodded slowly. "One year and six months of hard work building this Mall and now it's finally paying off."News of the inauguration of EMPIRE by Elena Mall had spread throughout the country and even internationally. The magnificent fashion mall that stands in the heart of the city has become the talk of the media. It is not just a shopping mall, but a world-class center for lifestyle, art and fashion. And what's even more remarkable is that all the building and interior designs were created by Elena herself."The architectural design is very futuristic, but still elegant," Tamara complimented, gazing at the building, which stood majestically with crystal glass walls and a giant crown-shaped chandelier installation in the main lobby.Elena smiles faintly. "I just wanted to create something that symbolizes the awakening of a woman. Not just for me, but for all women wh
Elena was talking to some Italian investors when Damian, in a black suit and silver tie, slowly walked up to her. His breathing was heavy. His eyes can't escape the face of the woman he once ignored-and now stands as a symbol of victory in the shining night."Elena..." Damian's voice rang out clearly despite the music playing softly in the background.Elena turned her head slowly. That piercing gaze was back on her, making Damian feel like he was standing in the middle of a court of law."I know it's not the right time. But if I keep waiting, I might never get the chance."The guests began to glance over. Some of Elena's colleagues stepped aside slowly, making room, aware of the tension that was beginning to build.Damian reached into the inside pocket of his jacket. He knelt in front of Elena. The black velvet box opened in his hand, revealing a diamond ring with a delicate carving in the shape of a miniature crown in the center. Some of the guests immediately gave a small exclamati
It was late at night when the inauguration party ended. The lights of the decorations were extinguished one by one, and the building was quiet, with only the sounds of the staff cleaning up.Meanwhile at home, Elena sat in the living room with a cup of chamomile tea. The dress she had worn to the event still clung to her body, but she had taken off her shoes. Her legs are propped up on the sofa, and she occasionally closes her eyes, trying to shake off the tiredness that sneaks up on her.Her children had already gone to their respective rooms. Alva, the youngest, even kissed Elena on the cheek before going upstairs. "Mommy is really pretty tonight," he said innocently before yawning widely. Elena just smiled as she ruffled her son's hair.Just as she was about to take another sip of her hot tea, one of the waiters came hurriedly."Sorry to interrupt, Mrs. Elena..."Elena opened her eyes. "What's wrong?""There's a guest outside, ma'am."The cup in Elena's hand almost slipped away. "W
The clock read 00:42. Elena had just changed out of her evening gown into champagne-colored satin pajamas. Her hair was loose, her face fresh despite the creeping tiredness. She turned off the living room light and stepped into the room, accompanied only by the sound of water gurgling from the small garden outside the window.Just as she was about to lay down on the soft bed, her cell phone vibrated softly on the nightstand.Holic Calling...Elena frowned. At this hour?She answered immediately. "Holic? What's wrong? You're calling at this time of night."The male voice on the other side sounded panicked. "I apologize for disturbing you at this hour, Mrs. Queen. But... it's urgent. Our branch company in Milan... we have a big problem."Elena sat up straight. "What problem? Explain.""This week, three big clients abruptly withdrew their cooperation. One of them is the Belucci Group. They said they no longer trust our management structure. And... there were rumors of embezzlement from o
That morning, the air felt stale than usual. Elena sat in the living room of her apartment, hugging her knees as she stared at the muted television screen. The business news scrolled quickly below, like a knife that kept slicing slowly into her sanity.~Stocks in a company owned by Elena Queen fell 3.4 percent this morning. The mall owned by Elena Queen also in the city center was reportedly empty of visitors. Analysts expect this to be an ongoing effect of the scandal that broke last week~Her cell phone rang. It was Tamara.Elena immediately picked up the phone."Elena, it's bad!". "I know, Tamara," she said quickly."Yes, but... Honey, you should see this morning's report. It's not just the central mall, our branches in Italy and Thailand are also dropping in turnover. They're asking - should we stop operations for a while?"Elena closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Don't panic... let's hold off for now. Let's set up a conference call this afternoon, and I'll explain myself."
That morning, at Damian's company headquarters, the atmosphere was different from usual. The staff looked more energized, as if a fresh breeze had just entered through the long-closed window.Damian walked into the boardroom, his suit neat, his face full of confidence. Several directors sat in a row, looking at him with mixed expressions of relief and disbelief."Good morning," Damian opened the meeting, his voice calm but steady."Mr. Damian, we just got confirmation," said one of the directors. "The new investor has officially injected funds. We can breathe easier starting this month."Damian nodded. "How much is the total investment?""Eight trillion, initial stage."David's eyes narrowed slightly. He knew that number wasn't small, and he also knew... it didn't come without a price."Who introduced this investor?" asked Damian, though he already knew the answer.One of the PR staff sitting in the corner of the room raised a hesitant hand. "Mrs. Isabella, Mr. Damian. She presented o
A while later. "This can't be... This guy's too sneaky," Nathan muttered, his eyes glued to the laptop screen that had just displayed the latest report from the digital tracking team.Mira nodded, her expression no less frustrated. "That guy erased the trail before we could identify the last IP point. We came close to finding the exact location, but somehow, the account just disappeared. All the records just vanished, like a ghost.""That guy's no amateur," Nathan rubbed his tired face. "This is clearly the work of someone who knows how to hide their identity... or has the help of a cyber insider."Elena stayed at the far end of the room, standing hugging herself. Her gaze was blank outside the window, staring at the buildings that had been a symbol of her former glory-which now felt like they were laughing at her."We almost knew who it was, but we failed," Mira said quietly."That means that person is still one step ahead of us," Elena replied quietly, her voice like mist covering
This morning, the Queen Group's New York branch office looked different. Not because of the usual bustle of energetic employees, but because of the tense atmosphere hanging around every corner. The company's stock has plummeted, making investors nervous and the media pouring news like oil on a burning fire.In the main meeting room, Elena sits at the end of the table. Her hair, usually flowing in a beautiful bun, is now tied up in a makeshift bun. Bags under her eyes adorned her face, which was beginning to look tired. In front of her, the PR, legal and public relations teams sat with worried looks on their faces."What about the last update?" asked Elena, her voice hoarse but firm.Mira, the head of the legal team, sighed. "Our stock is down again, 12 percent since this morning. Some investors are starting to question Queen Group's reputation and are considering withdrawing support.""The demo at Queen's Mall is also getting worse," Jessy from the PR team continued. "The crowd is sta
It was the morning after a week ago that Elena had settled matters at the company's branch in Italy. The sun was only partially shining on the balcony when Elena's cell phone notification beeped. She had just finished a light workout, sitting in the lounge with a glass of detox juice in hand.Her phone screen is full of notifications from Instagram, Twitter and even email. Her WhatsApp group is also unusually busy.Soon, Tamara's call came in."El, have you seen the news this morning?" Tamara's voice sounded panicked."No, I haven't. Why?" Elena took a sip of her juice, still relaxed."You have to watch the news on Twitter. Now!"Elena frowned, then opened Twitter. Within seconds, her eyes widened. The hashtag #ElenaQueenScandal was trending at number one. Many gossip accounts shared lewd video footage-with the caption: "Allegedly Elena Queen with a middle-aged man, is this how she gets investors?""WHAT IS THIS?!" Elena stood up reflexively, almost dropping the glass."That video ha
At ten o'clock in the morning, Elena was already sitting in front of her laptop. Her hair was neatly tied up, light makeup adorning her face. Even though it was only an online meeting, her appearance still reflected the authority of a big company owner. In front of her, a cup of black coffee steamed slowly.The laptop screen displayed the serious faces of Queen Group's Italian management team. Holic sat in the center, wearing a dark blue suit. Next to him, several division heads were also ready with their notes."Good morning everyone," greeted Elena in a calm but firm voice."Good morning, Mrs. Elena," everyone replied in unison."Mistress Elena," Holic spoke up first, "thank you for taking the time this morning. We are ready to receive instructions."Elena gave a brief nod. "I have studied all the documents you sent last night. And, to be honest, I'm not satisfied. There are many irregularities that are obvious but you seem to have let them pass."Everyone in the room looked down. T
The clock read 00:42. Elena had just changed out of her evening gown into champagne-colored satin pajamas. Her hair was loose, her face fresh despite the creeping tiredness. She turned off the living room light and stepped into the room, accompanied only by the sound of water gurgling from the small garden outside the window.Just as she was about to lay down on the soft bed, her cell phone vibrated softly on the nightstand.Holic Calling...Elena frowned. At this hour?She answered immediately. "Holic? What's wrong? You're calling at this time of night."The male voice on the other side sounded panicked. "I apologize for disturbing you at this hour, Mrs. Queen. But... it's urgent. Our branch company in Milan... we have a big problem."Elena sat up straight. "What problem? Explain.""This week, three big clients abruptly withdrew their cooperation. One of them is the Belucci Group. They said they no longer trust our management structure. And... there were rumors of embezzlement from o
It was late at night when the inauguration party ended. The lights of the decorations were extinguished one by one, and the building was quiet, with only the sounds of the staff cleaning up.Meanwhile at home, Elena sat in the living room with a cup of chamomile tea. The dress she had worn to the event still clung to her body, but she had taken off her shoes. Her legs are propped up on the sofa, and she occasionally closes her eyes, trying to shake off the tiredness that sneaks up on her.Her children had already gone to their respective rooms. Alva, the youngest, even kissed Elena on the cheek before going upstairs. "Mommy is really pretty tonight," he said innocently before yawning widely. Elena just smiled as she ruffled her son's hair.Just as she was about to take another sip of her hot tea, one of the waiters came hurriedly."Sorry to interrupt, Mrs. Elena..."Elena opened her eyes. "What's wrong?""There's a guest outside, ma'am."The cup in Elena's hand almost slipped away. "W
Elena was talking to some Italian investors when Damian, in a black suit and silver tie, slowly walked up to her. His breathing was heavy. His eyes can't escape the face of the woman he once ignored-and now stands as a symbol of victory in the shining night."Elena..." Damian's voice rang out clearly despite the music playing softly in the background.Elena turned her head slowly. That piercing gaze was back on her, making Damian feel like he was standing in the middle of a court of law."I know it's not the right time. But if I keep waiting, I might never get the chance."The guests began to glance over. Some of Elena's colleagues stepped aside slowly, making room, aware of the tension that was beginning to build.Damian reached into the inside pocket of his jacket. He knelt in front of Elena. The black velvet box opened in his hand, revealing a diamond ring with a delicate carving in the shape of a miniature crown in the center. Some of the guests immediately gave a small exclamati