Chapter 260 “So,” Whitney said, crossing her arms. “Did you buy your way in? Or did you sleep your way in?” The hallway went silent. I met her gaze. I felt calm. I had faced FBI agents, syndicate enforcers, and Liam Kensington. A jealous trainee was nothing. “Yes,” I said.

Chapter 259 We arrived at a facility that looked more like a high-security research compound than a talent agency. Tall electrified fences hummed with low voltage. Cameras swiveled on every post, their lenses tracking the van’s movement with predatory precision. There were no dogs—just silent, uniformed guards with earpieces and

Chapter 258 I handed the contract back to him. Julian smirked. It wasn’t a nice smile. It was the smile of a man who had just acquired a very expensive, very dangerous toy. “Welcome to hell, Skye,” he whispered as the car dipped into the underground garage of Vance Media.

Chapter 257 “You think this is about money?” I let out a laugh with no humor in it—dry, hollow. “You think you can buy your way back into my life?” “I’m trying to save you!” Liam insisted, his voice rising, hysteria edging into his tone. “This industry… Vance… they will

Chapter 256 “Let him,” I said. I touched the black diamond ring on the chain around my neck. “I’m not going as the victim tonight. I’m going as the executioner.” “And how do you plan on getting close enough to snatch a necklace off a Thorne?” I smiled. It was

Chapter 255 My phone buzzed again. It was Ms. Davies. Ms. Sterling. We found him. The forger. The Ghost. I sat up. The pain in my cheek throbbed, but the adrenaline was stronger. “Where is he?” I typed back. A basement in Queens. He’s packing to leave. “Stall him,” I

Chapter 254 Dominic stood up. “Are you insane?” Liam grabbed a crystal decanter from the bar and smashed it over the head of the second guard. He fought like a madman. No technique. Just pure, unadulterated rage. He took a punch to the ribs, but he didn’t feel it. He

Chapter 253 Beatrice gasped. “What did you say to me?” “I said shut up!” Liam roared. He grabbed Beatrice’s arm. “Look at her! Look what your precious ally did! They hit her, Grandmother! They hit Skye!” “She is a liability!” Beatrice shrieked. “You are the liability!” Liam shouted back. “You

Chapter 251 Alistair grinned. It was the grin of a wolf. “I’ll drive.” The venue for the “Welcome Home” party was a private club in Manhattan—the kind that didn’t have a sign, just a heavy brass door and a list of names that controlled half the world’s GDP. I arrived

Chapter 250 “I need to stand on my own two feet first,” I said. “I need to bury Liam and Seraphina with my own hands. When I come to you… I want to come as an equal. Not a rescue case.” Alistair stared at me for a long moment. Then