Chapter 13

Meanwhile, Enlyan made her way toward Blackwood Corporation. Eight years ago, she had married Daimon. Five years ago, she had been forced to leave. As the eldest daughter-in-law of the Blackwood Family, as Daimon's wife, she had never once stepped into this company. Now, she was returning—as a stranger. Would Daimon be able to sleep at night when he saw her real name in his company? Enlyan’s lips curved slightly. A flicker of hatred flashed in her eyes. But she quickly calmed herself, keeping her expression neutral as she stepped through the grand front gates of the company. The moment she entered, a receptionist approached her with a professional smile. "Ma’am, how can I help you?" Enlyan took a quick glance around the welcoming hall, its modern elegance exuding wealth and power. "Magnificent," she thought to herself. Blackwood Corporation was indeed one of the city’s top enterprises. But would it stay that way now that she was back? She turned to the receptionist, her smile composed.