The moment she woke up, Dominic was having sex with her best friend by her hospital bed.
Three years in a coma. She heard everything. The car accident. The poison in her medicine. The plot to steal her company. All him.
He whispered in her ear: “Sera, it’s best if you never wake up.”
But she did wake up.
She didn’t cry. Didn’t play the victim. She did one thing—
Made him get lost. Made him leave with nothing. Made him watch, with his own eyes, who the real boss of this city was.
The heiress of the Corsini Family? That’s her.
The shadow owner of global top‑100 companies? That’s her.
Even Phoenix International—the company he begged on his knees to get into—was hers.
The scumbag regretted. The best friend knelt. The whole high society of Veridian City panicked.
She turned around and looked at the man who had waited for her for over a decade—the world’s most powerful arms dealer, Victor Vance.
She smiled.
“Your confession? I’ll take it.”
