The Heir’s Silent Vow

In Manhattan's elite circles, Arthur Sterling was known as a ruthless force. Cold and eccentric, he treasured nothing—except for a rough, silver prayer bracelet on his wrist.

Rumor had it that his true love had prayed for it step-by-step, kneeling at an ancient church in Europe just for him.

Once, a top-tier actress accidentally brushed against it. The very next day, she vanished from the public eye, completely blacklisted.

At a movie wrap party, I accidentally spilled red wine right onto Arthur's wrist.

In that moment, the entire room held its breath. Everyone thought my career was over.