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
A young woman discovers the wealthy matriarch who took her in is the one who murdered her father, and must master the cutthroat corporate empire she inherited to get revenge - while the enigmatic spy sent to betray her becomes her only chance at survival.
For ten years, Mekisa believed the car fire that killed her father was an accident. She built a new life running an orphanage, her only solace in secret jewelry design and her fiery partnership with the charming Yukiro.
Everything shatters when the elegant, ruthless Lady Shizuka arrives. She reveals herself as Mekisa’s mother and orchestrates a legal trap, forcing Mekisa to sign over her orphanage.
Armed only with her design talent, her father’s pendant, and a newfound killer instinct, Mekisa must play a deadly game of corporate intrigue and family betrayal. To win, she must become the very thing she fears—a lioness in a den of wolves. This is a story of revenge, twisted family bonds, and a love forged in fire, where every ally has a price and every secret is a weapon.
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