CHAPTER 129: CHAPTER 129

Not long after, Samuel stepped into the director’s office. The air inside felt heavy, not because of fear, but because of how proud Samuel carried himself.

Immediately he dropped into the chair across from the director, his legs crossed, a small smirk tugging at his lips. His posture said it all he believed he had already won.

Then the director studied him for a moment, almost as if Samuel didn’t even care about what was going to be offered to him. Without saying much, the director reached for a folder on the desk and slid it toward him.

"Here," the director said, his voice calm but firm. "This contract... it changes everything for you. With this, you won’t just earn double. You’ll earn triple what MK ever gave you. And that’s not all. We’re going to make you the number one priority. Every resource, every connection, we’ll push you further than MK ever could."

The words echoed in the quiet office. Samuel’s smirk widened. He didn’t even rush to grab the contract. He just leaned back, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest, eyes sharp but calm.

He wasn’t doing this for the money. He wasn’t doing this for the fame either. Samuel already had the crowd. He already had the fans screaming his name at every event.

This was about something deeper, he wanted Cora to see him now. To see that he didn’t need her to rise. To prove that even without her, he could stand taller than ever before.

And signing this contract was the only way to do it.

At that moment, Samuel still seated with his chest lifted high, shoulders back, wearing that same proud look that had followed him from the hallway into the director’s office. He picked up the pen slowly, savoring the weight of it in his hand as if it was a crown being placed on his head. Then he glanced around the office, letting his eyes sweep across the polished furniture, the golden frame on the wall, his manager standing nearby with her arms folded in satisfaction.

A faint smirk pulled at the corner of his lips.

He bent over the paper, and with one steady motion, signed his name in bold strokes. The sound of the pen scratching the paper almost felt louder than the silence in the room.

At that moment the ink had barely dried when the door swung open.

The loud creak made everyone turn sharply. The director’s secretary stormed in, her face pale, breathless, as if she had run up several flights of stairs. Papers clutched in her hands trembled as she stepped inside without knocking.

Upon seeing what just happened, the director’s jaw tightened immediately. He rose from his seat so quickly that the chair screeched against the marble floor.

"Are you out of your mind?" his voice thundered. He slammed his hand on the desk, making the contract Samuel had just signed jump slightly. "Do you even understand what you’ve just done?"

Immediately the secretary froze, her eyes widened. "Sir. I..."

"No!" The director pointed toward the door, his face red with anger. "You barge in here like this is some street corner? Do you have any idea what today is? Do you even know who’s sitting in this chair right now?" He gestured toward Samuel, who remained seated, watching quietly, his proud expression unmoving.

"This is the biggest signing this agency has ever secured," the director continued, voice sharp enough to cut through air. "A day that puts us ahead of MK, ahead of everyone! And you storm in here without knocking? Without respect?!"

At that moment the secretary’s hands shook as she clutched the papers tighter. "I..I’m sorry, sir, but this is urgent"

"Urgent?" the director barked. "You think anything could be more urgent than what’s happening here right now?"

Then the secretary swallowed hard, forcing the words out through shaky lips. "Yes... because it’s about him." She pointed toward Samuel.

At that moment, when the director noticed the secretary’s finger pointing straight at Samuel, his face darkened even more. His voice came out even more sharper, disbelief dripping with anger.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" he barked, stepping closer to her. "Do you even know what you’re doing right now? Pointing at him? Do you think this is some kind of game? Is this some cheap joke you thought would get you attention?"

The secretary shook her head quickly, her breathing uneven. "No, sir... this isn’t a joke. You really need to see this. It’s extremely important."

Samuel didn’t move. He leaned back in the chair, his arms crossed over his chest, his proud expression unshaken. If anything, his smirk grew sharper, daring anyone to explain themselves.

The director pinched the bridge of his nose, clearly irritated. "This better be good."

Without another word, the secretary rushed to the corner of the office where the large TV was mounted on the wall. She grabbed the remote, her trembling hands fumbling with the buttons. The screen blinked to life, static for a second before the broadcast came into focus.

At that moment a news anchor’s voice filled the room.

"Breaking news, shocking revelations have surfaced about star Samuel..."

The camera cut to a series of photos Samuel with a woman and two children, captured in public but blurred as if taken secretly.

"...Samuel has been accused of hiding a wife and a child for years. Reports allege he abandoned them, refusing to provide proper care or support. Even more disturbing, evidence obtained by investigators suggests multiple incidents of assault against his wife, raising serious concerns about his character..."

At that moment the office went dead silent. The only sound was the anchor’s voice and the faint hum of the TV.

"...Numerous testimonies and documents have surfaced even a DNA test results are out, painting a picture of neglect and violence. As of this morning, legal action is being discussed..."

The director’s mouth hung open for a moment, disbelief flooding his face. He turned slowly toward Samuel, searching for any sign of denial, panic, anything.

But Samuel didn’t flinch. His smirk remained. His eyes stayed locked on the screen headline, calm, almost cold.

"SAMUEL EXPOSED: SECRET FAMILY AND ABUSE ALLEGATIONS."