4 hours after the announcement of shareholders meeting.
The Kevi mansion had fallen silent, but Mekisa’s room looked like a battlefield that had never slept.
Papers covered the floor like fallen leaves—shareholder reports, legal clauses, financial forecasts. Her laptop glowed on the desk, numbers blinking mercilessly. A calculator lay beside her, its buttons worn from hours of punishment.
Mekisa sat on the carpet, back against the bed, hair loose and uncombed. Her eyes were tired—but sharp. She had been calculating, recalculating, tearing assumptions apart and rebuilding them again.
shareholder meeting wasn’t just a meeting.
It was a trial.
She rubbed her temples and stared at the screen again.
If they dilute my shares… the orphanage disappears.
Her fingers moved faster.
Kevi Corporation ownership structure.
Voting rights.
Silent partners.
Foreign investments.
And then—she froze.
Two names.
Or rather… two absences.
“Unknown Shareholder A.”
“Unknown Shareholder B.”
Her breath slowed.
Together, they held more voting power than the entire Kevi family.
“…So that’s it,” she whispered.
Mekisa was powerful inside the kevi family shares—but inside the company?
She was a pawn standing between unknown giants.
A faint sound pulled her attention away.
An car horn and engine start.
She stood and walked to the window, gently pulling the curtain aside.
Below, the front gate lights flickered on.
A sleek black car waited.
Lady Shizuka stepped out first, flawless even at midnight. Mr. Kaito followed, his expression unreadable. As they moved toward the car, Shizuka stopped.
Slowly—deliberately—she looked up.
Straight at Mekisa’s window.
Their eyes met.
Shizuka smiled.
Not warm.
Not proud.
A smile that said I know you’re watching.
A smile that challenged.
The car door closed. The engine hummed. And then they were gone—swallowed by the dark road beyond the gates.
Mekisa didn’t move for several seconds.
Then she smiled back.
But it didn’t reach her eyes.
“So that’s your move,” she murmured.
“Fine.”
She turned away from the window, grabbed the edge of the desk, and slammed her fist down.
“How am I supposed to flip shareholders in one night?”
she snapped to the empty room.
Silence answered.
She paced, bare feet stepping over documents, frustration tightening her chest.
Then—she stopped.
Picked up a file again.
Re-read it.
And again.
Her eyes widened slightly.
“…These two,” she said softly.
“They control everything.”
Unknown. Untouchable. Hidden.
She searched messages. Old emails. Legal trails.
Nothing.
Her phone buzzed suddenly.
Her heart jumped.
A message—from the same unknown id.
She opened it instantly.
But it wasn’t what she hoped.
"Don’t ask about them."
"Even I can’t touch that line."
Her grip tightened.
“So even you won’t help me now,” she whispered.
The room felt colder.
Mekisa sank onto the bed, exhaustion finally cracking through her control. For the time that night, her eyes burned.
Images filled her mind.
Sunshine Orphanage.
Kei pretending to be strict but smiling when the kids listened.
Little hands pulling at her sleeves.
Laughter echoing in the courtyard at sunset.
"If I lose tomorrow… they lose everything."
Her throat tightened.
“I can’t fail,” she said quietly. “I won’t.”
A sudden sharp sound exploded through the room.
CRASH.
Glass shattered.
Mekisa barely had time to turn before the window burst inward, cold air rushing in. A dark figure rolled across the floor with practiced precision.
Before she could scream
A red dot appeared on her forehead.
She froze.
The intruder stood up slowly, face hidden behind a mask, holding a compact weapon. A thin beam of light extended from it, steady and unforgiving.
“Don’t move,” a distorted voice said.
Mekisa’s heart thundered—but she didn’t scream.
She raised her hands slowly.
“…Who sent you?” she asked, voice steady despite the fear clawing at her chest.
The figure tilted their head slightly, as if amused.
“That depends,” the voice replied, finger tightening.
This chapter marks the moment the boardroom battle turns personal. Power shifts, masks fall, and Mekisa realizes the enemy isn’t just shareholders—it’s the unseen hands moving in the dark. From here on, every choice carries a price
"Run, my princess. Never return."
Ten years ago, Mekisa's life ended in a fiery crash and her father's final words. Now 24, she has built a new life as the guardian of a peaceful hill station orphanage, all while nursing a burning vow for revenge.
Her carefully controlled world is turned upside down by Yukiro, a infuriatingly handsome travel blogger who nicknames her "The Lioness" for her fierce temper. His constant teasing and effortless way with the kids drive her crazy. But beneath their daily, bickering battles, an unexpected warmth begins to grow.
Just as Mekisa starts to wonder if she can have both love and vengeance, a shadow from the past emerges. The evil lady who destroyed her childhood has found her, and she's smiling.
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