In a world of wealth, betrayal, and hidden agendas, Tiffany and Dante stand as beacons of resilience and determination. Tiffany, shattered by the brutal murder of her family, embarks on a quest for justice, while Dante, haunted by his mother's death, seeks redemption in the shadows. As Tiffany grapples with her uncle's manipulation and Dante uncovers dark family secrets, their paths converge in a twist of fate. United by shared trauma and a thirst for truth, they form an unlikely alliance, navigating treacherous waters where trust is a scarce commodity. But as they delve deeper into the web of deceit, they uncover shocking revelations that threaten to tear their worlds apart. With enemies lurking in the shadows and danger lurking around every corner, Tiffany and Dante must confront their demons and forge ahead, determined to unravel the truth at any cost. As tensions rise and alliances are tested, Tiffany and Dante find themselves caught in a web of lies and deceit, where nothing is as it seems. With each revelation, they inch closer to the truth, but also closer to danger. In a world where loyalties are fragile and secrets are currency, Tiffany and Dante must tread carefully, for the path to justice is paved with deception and betrayal. But as they confront their pasts and face their demons, they also discover that in the darkness, there is light, and in the chaos, there is hope.

Chapter 1 The Rebellious Daughter

"I'm telling you, Tiffany, you're not going anywhere. I have a bad feeling about this party, and you're not going," her mother shouted.

"Why are you like this, Mom? It's just a party. I'll be back by 5 am, or even 4 am. Just let me go. It's not the first time I've been to a party," she argued.

"You spoiled brat, how dare you rebel against your mother?" her father asked, joining the scene with her younger sister.

Tiffany, a 25-year-old independent woman, found it overwhelming that her parents were preventing her from going to the party, especially on Angela's birthday.

"Big sister, are you disobeying dad and mum?" her younger sister Rita asked, blinking her eyes repeatedly like a puppy.

Tiffany was adamant. She argued again, her face getting teary with tears. Then she asked, "And you? What has gotten into you people today of all days? Is this the first day I'll be going to a party? Why are you so against this?"

Still, her mother repeated, "All I know is that you're not going anywhere," and left.

Her father also supported his wife, while her younger sister remained neutral

After realizing that they were sleeping soundly enough, Tiffany quietly left the house and headed to the party.

The party was lively, with strippers ready for entertainment and drinks. Some guys were smoking, and the DJs were doing a great job. It was a very exciting party.

Tiffany was feeling angry and intoxicated as she sat in a corner with her friends. There were various bottles of alcohol on the table, and the atmosphere was lively.

"How did you manage to get your parents to agree to let you come to the party?" Angela, one of her friends, inquired.

Tiffany smirked as she recalled the events that had transpired before she left home.

She smiled once more, then quickly finished the beer in her hand before making her way to the dance floor. Tiffany let go of her worries about home and danced as if there was no tomorrow. She became the center of attention at the party due to her stunning dress and beauty.

Tiffany comes from a wealthy family. Her father is a successful business tycoon, while her mother owns the largest hair salon in town. Although Tiffany recently graduated from university, she currently has no plans to start a job search.

Despite her father's desire for her to work at his company and eventually take over when he retires, Tiffany is stubbornly resistant. Her mother wants her to take over the family hairdressing business, but Tiffany prefers to spend her days shopping and traveling with her friends.

While dancing, her phone vibrated in her trouser pocket, but she didn't answer it. She knew it was from her parents, thinking, "My mom would have realized that I'm gone, which is why she was calling." She mumbled this as she accepted cheers from multiple guys who came to toast with her.

Tiffany stumbled into a corner and drank several cups alone until someone walked by.

"Hey, handsome! Would you like to have a drink with me?" she asked in a drowsy manner. However, the guy did not respond and remained still.

Tiffany continued to ask, "Are you unable to speak? Shouldn't you answer a simple question? Are you so rude? Am I so unattractive that you don't want to talk to me?" She asked while crouching down and began crying like a puppy. Despite her tears, the man showed no reaction and walked away. Tiffany followed him and bombarded him with more questions.

"Are you also here for the birthday party? Did you sneak out of the house like I did?" She asked all these questions while struggling to keep up with his fast pace.

He suddenly stopped in front of a door and turned to her. Then, he spoke to her for the first time in a cold tone, saying, "Go back now that I am being nice. You won't like it when I stop being nice."

Tiffany gulped and then burst into sarcastic laughter, saying, "Are you pretending to be in a movie? Are you so immersed in your role on set that you even talk to people with your script?"

The man didn't answer. Instead, he opened the door and entered the room. Tiffany followed him. He repeated, "Lady, I'm telling you, if you don't leave this room right now, I'll do what we both want and what we'll both regret." However, Tiffany was stubborn and refused to leave. "Come on, stop saying that. Why are you ignoring me? Aren't you too cute to ignore?" she asked, pouting her natural pink lips.

The guy gulped hungrily, but he still kept a straight face. "I am telling you to step out of this room, or else we'll both regret it," he said again. However, Tiffany remained seated on the bed and had no intention of leaving. He attempted to escort her out, but she began shouting.

Realizing his attempts were futile, he decided to let her be and proceeded to undress. She persisted in her behavior.

"What's this? Are you planning to sleep without having a drink with me?" she asked, following him to the balcony.

Growing frustrated with her actions, he exclaimed angrily, "I told you to leave my room, or I'll call security!"

"Perhaps you are unaware that I am a VIP here, second only to the Carter family, who are the wealthiest family in this city," she declared.

When she mentioned Lopez Carter, he paused briefly before disregarding it.

Suddenly, he turned around and embraced her tightly as they lay on the bed. She could sense his excitement, and she felt a pang of guilt for teasing him with her attractive appearance.

He kissed her passionately, revealing his desire, and then tenderly caressed her before helping her undress. Tiffany was taken aback, her mind went blank. She had kissed before, but this kiss felt especially meaningful.

In the dimly lit hotel room, the two of them shared a tender moment, their hearts filled with longing and uncertainty.