?Chapter 510:

    The Smiths weren’t just powerful in Choria. They had ties in Achury too. Haley was proof of that. Ste had no idea how deep their reach went, which meant one thing—she had to move carefully.

    “Alright then,” she said. “Let’s get it all out there and see where it leads.” One step at a time.

    Meanwhile, Shaun was sitting smug in his office, assuming everything had gone ording to n—that Sylvia was taken care of, and her tech was now his.

    But suddenly, his two bodyguards stormed upstairs, faces pale. “Mr. Smith—she… she got away.”

    Shaun shot to his feet, voice ice-cold. “What do you mean, she got away? How could two grown men not handle one woman?”

    “We were about to shove her in the trunk—but William showed up outta nowhere and snatched her.”

    Shaun’s face twisted with rage. He kicked both men hard. “Useless idiots!” Why had William shown up right then?

    He must’ve been keeping tabs on Sylvia the whole time. If Shaun hadn’t acted when he did, he wouldn’t have gotten ess to her tech at all.

    But at least he had it now—or so he thought. He’d deal with Sylviater. He barked at the goons, ordering them out. Right now, her technology was the priority.

    Shaun sat down and pulled up the files his system had copied from Sylvia’s drive.

    He opened the folder, ready to im his prize—Only to find it… empty.

    He frowned, clicked around, refreshed—nothing.

    Just junk code holding up an empty shell.

    He checked again. And again. But the core code? Gone. It wasn’t there. His hands trembled as the truth sank in—he’d been set up. Sylvia had yed him.

    Shaun shoved the keyboard away in frustration, furious.

    He thought he’d outsmarted her. Thought he had her cornered.

    But Sylvia had been one step ahead. What he stole wasn’t even real.

    Gritting his teeth, Shaun narrowed his eyes. He wasn’t giving up. If this way didn’t work, he’d find another.

    Just then, an anxious employee burst through the door. “Mr. Smith, we’ve got a problem!”

    “The inte’s blowing up with bad press about you. Our server’s about to crash,” the employee reported, wide-eyed.

    Shaun froze, his first thought flying straight to Sylvia.

    He opened a browser—and sure enough, headlines were everywhere.

    She’d really done it. She’d gone and posted everything online.

    Netizens were swarming thement sections.

    “Wait, seriously? The CEO of Smith Group was working with Nixon, the guy who just got arrested?”

    “Knew it. No one’s squeaky clean in business. Shaun and Nixon were thick as thieves for years. There’s no way he didn’t know what Nixon was up to.”

    “Looks like someone powerful finally had enough of him. Otherwise, no way he’d be left out to dry like this.”

    “This isn’t our drama—let’s just grab popcorn and see how it ends.”

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