Harvey turned his head. Outside the door, a blinding white light poured in, casting the man in the wheelchair into a silhouette.Finnegan strode in, his presence swallowing the air in the room.Harvey had barely gotten to his feet when Finnegan's fist came swinging at him. He raised an arm to block, but the sheer force still sent him stumbling back.Harvey had trained in professional combat, but he was outmatched against Finnegan's raw strength.A solid punch landed in his abdomen, and Harvey collapsed to the floor, his breath knocked out of him. He opened his mouth, retching as bile surged up his throat.He clenched his jaw, suppressing a groan, and lifted his gaze just in time to see Finnegan unlocking the restraints around Elara's wrists.Supporting himself with one arm, Harvey pressed his other hand to the throbbing pain in his stomach. Then, Leonard rolled his wheelchair closer, stopping in front of him.Harvey pulled his split lip into a sneer. "Leonard Fisher, and you sti
Finnegan had never realized just how miserable her marriage had been until Elara divorced Harvey and left with only Merida.Elara flexed her hands, feeling the soreness in her wrists, while watching Finnegan land another punch on Harvey.Blood sprayed from Harvey's mouth, splattering onto the pristine white wall, leaving a glaring crimson stain.Elara turned to Leonard. "Mr. Fisher, how did you find me?""You're in Spring Garden. Harvey bought an apartment in the building next door directly across from your home."Elara felt a wave of disgust. "When did he buy it?""Three days ago," Leonard replied.A bitter taste rose in her throat. Harvey must have gotten Dawn's voice message from Niamh. He had done all of this deliberately to seek revenge.Locking her up in Spring Garden allowed him to fabricate the illusion that she had never even left home.If she hadn't taken Finnegan's bodyguards with her to The Mirage, she wouldn't have been rescued in time. And once she was locked awa
Harvey's eyes widened as he watched the bodyguards follow Elara's command without hesitation.One by one, they pulled out their phones, turned on their cameras, and pointed them at him from every possible angle.Elara raised the bamboo cane. With a sharp crack, the first strike landed across his cheek, leaving a vivid red mark.Blood surged through Harvey's veins, and heat swelled in his chest. He pressed his tongue against the burning inside of his cheek."Elara Jones!" he roared in defiance.His voice was thick with rage, ready to curse at her. But the words never made it out. He then looked at her from this angle for the first time—really looked at her.The woman standing before him with a bamboo cane in hand was cold and indifferent. Her long, dark lashes cast faint shadows over her eyes, making her expression unreadable.His ex-wife had always been beautiful, but in this moment, she was something else entirely. She was sharp, unyielding, like a blade unsheathed.The cane s
Harvey's humiliating state was currently being captured from multiple angles by the phone cameras.Just then, the bamboo cane swung again! Sharp, stinging cracks echoed through the air.It turned out that hitting someone could be addictive. Especially when the one taking the beating was Elara's very own bastard of an ex-husband."Even if I give you pre-made meals and takeout, I was always careful not to get caught. You looked down on me, and I despised you in return."You ignored me in our marriage, so I repaid you with empty compliance. Harvey, you merely reap what you sow."Does it hurt?"Elara then struck him again three times, her voice steady as she continued, "Bruises heal in a few days, but words—words leave scars that last a lifetime!"Abuse and humiliation cut deeper than any physical pain. She was going to make sure Harvey tasted every bit of it.Currently, Harvey felt like firecrackers were exploding on his skin, and the pain was detonating in sharp bursts. But as hi
Elara wanted to destroy him socially."Let me go!" Harvey snapped coldly. His body was still reeling from everything that had just happened, and his muscles were trembling beyond his control."Let's call it even!" he forced out, struggling to keep his voice steady. But the rough hoarseness in his tone was impossible to hide.The cold bamboo cane tapped against his face. Above him, Elara's voice rang out in a crisp and detached manner, "Ugly men always have the most beautiful fantasies."She lowered the cane and glanced at her wrist. Bruises had already formed, and there was a dark patch spreading across her pale skin.Her expression turned utterly indifferent."I told you already. From now on, you're staying here. No food. No bathroom. If you really can't hold it in, I'll have an intercom installed. You can use it to beg me."Elara paused, considering how to refine her plan. If she was going to imprison Harvey, she might as well do it thoroughly.She turned to the bodyguards.
The warmth and scent radiating from Theodore brought a sense of peace and comfort Elara had never experienced before.She could feel the slight tremor in his body and the tension beneath his skin."As long as my girlfriend is safe, that's all that matters."The moment he saw Elara standing in front of him, unharmed, the weight that had been pressing down on his heart finally lifted.Theodore loosened his embrace, making sure the duration and pressure of the hug were just right. It was probably not too sudden nor too overwhelming, allowing Elara to feel at ease.But as his gaze landed on her face, he found himself reluctant to look away.He had handled the embrace too well. When the warmth of his body and his unique scent gradually faded from Elara's skin, she found herself unexpectedly lingering on the feeling, missing it before she even realized it."I'm fine," she assured him.Theodore immediately asked, "What about that so-called law-abiding citizen? Has he been taken away b
Finnegan was like a dangerous beast—unapproachable to anyone except Elara."Do you really think you're her real boyfriend? Go ahead and fool others, but don't start fooling yourself," he said coldly.Theodore, who was already fuming, was about to retort when Elara tugged lightly on his sleeve. The fire in his eyes melted into a bright, affectionate smile upon meeting her gaze."I'll listen to you. I'll do whatever you say," he said, his voice wrapping around her like a warm down blanket.Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to swallow his resentment—for her sake.He could fight for her, compete for her, but he could also let go when it mattered."Since my dear brother-in-law is an expert at treating bruises, I'll leave Elara in your capable hands. I have to admit, as a boyfriend, I can't compare to her blood relative," Theodore said, deliberately dragging out certain words.Finnegan's expression darkened.Meanwhile, Theodore lowered his gaze and carefully cradled Elara's del
Elara looked at Finnegan and told him, "It's just a contractual relationship."Yet, it sounded as if she was reminding herself as well.…That night, Elara slept soundly, deeper than she had in a long time. She didn't know if it was because Finnegan had massaged her wrist, improving circulation and reducing the bruising, or if it was the sheer satisfaction of whipping Harvey with a bamboo cane that had left her feeling utterly refreshed.When she opened her eyes again, it was already morning. After getting up, the first thing she did was check the app on her phone.Harvey had been locked up all night, yet not once had he sent a plea for help. It was rather impressive.Or had he already soiled himself?She looked at the once-glamorous CEO, a man who had always carried himself with an air of superiority. The same man who insisted his bath water be exactly 104.5 degrees Fahrenheit and would frown if it was even 0.2 degrees off.A man who never wore the same outfit twice—if his sui
Harold smiled as he explained, "Of course, they're talking about the most prominent figure in all of Capitol."Although Angie had lived in Melcina for years, she still kept up with the major gossip surrounding Capitol's elite families.And when it came to the most famous heir of the Snapp family, none other than Theodore came to mind. His reputation was practically legendary—everything he touched turned to gold. It was as if, with just a flick of his fingers, he could rise to the top of any industry."Does he have any business dealings with Quantum Tech?" she asked.Harold replied, "Ms. Price is interested in having Mr. Snapp's firm, Polaris Law Firm, take over Quantum Tech's legal affairs."The moment Harold said this, Angie understood that Priscilla clearly had an ulterior motive. She must be looking to shift her business focus back to Eucon, and using Quantum Tech to pull Theodore into her orbit was the first step."So, that means Mr. Snapp's visit is to discuss a legal partne
When Angie realized what she'd been saying, she quickly apologized, "Sorry, Leonard, for making you listen to my complaints all this time.""It's fine." Leonard's cool voice resonated like a struck bronze bell, sending subtle vibrations through her heart.This was the first time Angie had managed to keep Leonard on the phone for so long, though their entire conversation revolved around Elara.Leonard showing such rare patience made Angie's lips curve upward in delight."Can I call you again in the future?" She ventured the bold question, though anxiety churned inside."You may call if it's regarding Quantum Tech matters."He had glimpsed an Elara who was completely different from the respectful woman he knew through Angie's words. So, she had a temper too—how intriguing.Angie's smile stretched ear to ear as she continued, "Leonard, thank you for listening to my grievances.""Oh, right."Suddenly remembering something, Angie added, "Quantum Tech has a front-end project collabo
Angie visibly flushed with embarrassment, and the other employees fell silent. Some immediately lowered their heads to focus on their meals, while others held their breath, pressing their lips together to control their expressions."Angie's been abroad too long—she's not used to strict workplace hierarchies," Samuel defended her, raising his voice."Elara, now that you're CEO, you just can't wait for everyone to bow and scrape before you, huh? You might not realize this, but modern workplaces emphasize equality—we all address each other as colleagues now."His mocking tone was unmistakable. As the eldest son of the Quinn family, he clearly didn't take Elara seriously.Elara met his disdainful gaze. "Fine."She continued calmly, "Then let's abolish internal titles at Quantum Tech. All employees will be leveled equally, with salaries determined by performance. Anyone above L4 will be downgraded to L4, so there's true equality across the board. That's the only way to eliminate workpl
When Elara came to her senses, she noticed Leonard was already gone—and Angie had disappeared with him.The nature of Leonard and Angie's relationship was undeniably intriguing, but since Leonard chose not to share, Elara felt it would be improper to pry into her elder's private affairs.She then joined the other Quantum Tech employees in seeing off the city officials. Harold immediately seized the chance to cozy up to her. "Elara, I'm dying to know—how did you become Quantum Tech's leader?"He continued eagerly, "I've been helping out at Quantum Tech recently. Ohm Technologies and my lab are collaborating on a project with them."Elara merely nodded, showing no interest in further conversation.Undeterred, Harold pressed on. "Let me introduce you to everyone at Quantum Tech."His enthusiasm was purely for show—he wanted the company to know he had special connections with Elara."You know Mr. Quinn, right?" he asked, making introductions.Elara glanced at the sharp-featured man
"Elara, you're the developer of the Prism project? Why have I never heard you mention this before?" Harold blurted out in confusion.After processing this information, he suddenly remembered Priscilla's second statement. He blinked, wondering if he'd misheard.He immediately turned to Samuel beside him. "Did I hear that wrong? It's so noisy here—what did Ms. Price just say? Who's Quantum Tech's leader?"Samuel's expression stiffened visibly.Meanwhile, Angie stared at Elara with suspicion. "What kind of deal did you make with Ms. Price? How could you possibly be Quantum Tech's lead?"Her instincts told her there had to be some mistake. She'd investigated Elara earlier. She was just a woman who dropped out of her direct PhD program at Capitol University to get married and become a housewife, without any substantial work experience.Someone like Elara might qualify as a janitor at Quantum Tech at best."What qualifications does she have to lead Quantum Tech?" Samuel muttered under
"My apologies, Ms. Price, the alarms in the data center are too loud. Let's switch to a video call."As she spoke, Elara connected her phone to the projection system. Priscilla tapped her screen to enable video, and in the next second, her face appeared on the large display.Everyone looked up at the screen in surprise. Angie even gasped. "Ms. Price?" From Priscilla's perspective, her phone only showed Elara's face through the camera feed."Ms. Price, I'm already in the data center. Please give your instructions," Elara continued.Her tone remained perfectly neutral. Priscilla responded, "You're Quantum Tech's leader. What professional guidance could I possibly give you?"Elara turned on the speakerphone, amplifying Priscilla's voice through the room. Amidst the urgent wailing of alarms, Priscilla's words sounded almost surreal. The surrounding crowd struggled to process what was happening."Elara Jones, do you realize city officials are inspecting Quantum Tech today? With the
Angie led the group into the digital data center."Good afternoon, Ms. Shelton." The employees greeted her with deep respect, their gazes filled with admiration.Angie maintained an aloof demeanor as she asked, "How's the testing on Prism's data coming along?""The basic framework is stable now. We're currently fine-tuning the details of Prism's database."Angie nodded. "Run the Prism system for our guests.""Uh... About that—"The staff hesitated. "We haven't fully mastered this framework yet..."Angie frowned. "After all this time, you still haven't figured it out?"Seeing their uneasy expressions, she sighed. "This framework's structure is elementary. Fine, I'll do it myself."The researchers' eyes lit up with excitement upon hearing this."The Prism model's framework design is incredibly complex—it completely defies conventional understanding. Yet Ms. Shelton mastered the entire codebase so quickly after joining!""No wonder she's Aempleforth Street's most sought-after g
Samuel sneered. "I bet she's just clinging to Prof. Fisher by exploiting her past connection with Harvey."Harold pressed his lips together, silently agreeing with Samuel's words.As Angie finished her introduction of Quantum Tech, she took advantage of the officials' hushed discussions to glance at Elara. Remembering the photos Rosalie had sent her—showing Elara painstakingly building rapport with Xavier—Angie let out a cold, mocking laugh through her nose.She strode directly to Leonard's side to ask, "How's Xavier doing?"Elara was slightly surprised by the question. Angie bore some resemblance to Xavier, so she wondered what exactly their relationship was.Leonard ignored her inquiry and instead asked, "How long do you plan to stay at Quantum Tech?"Their exchange suggested familiarity."My goal is to join Dragonheart!" said Angie.She met Leonard's gaze with blazing confidence, but his expression remained as cold and detached as an eternal glacier.Craig interjected, "Pro
The mayor, Craig Strickland, was both surprised and delighted by Elara's words. "So, Quantum Tech has made such rapid progress on the digital project under Ms. Jones' leadership!"He turned to his secretary and ordered, "Clear my schedule for the next two hours. I'll be accompanying Ms. Jones to inspect Quantum Tech."Elara's voice drifted to Leonard's ear. "Would Mr. Fisher like to join us as well?"Leonard let out a soft scoff. "You do enjoy making trouble for people."Elara volunteered eagerly, "I can push your wheelchair!"Only after she had wheeled Leonard onto the MPV did he speak again. "Do you plan to use me as your shield at Quantum Tech too?""Mr. Fisher, I need you." Her voice, that was soft yet earnes,t sent a ripple of something unnameable through Leonard's chest."I need your guidance. I want you to watch over me a little longer."She settled into the seat beside him as the MPV door slid shut. Leonard's expression tightened imperceptibly, his right index finger re