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DANIEL'S POVI stood up from the couch, my gaze darkening with irritation as I took slow, deliberate steps toward her.She instinctively took a step back, eyes wide with alarm, her hands slightly raised as if to shield herself. But I didn’t stop. I kept moving forward, closing the distance between us until her foot caught on the edge of the rug. She let out a startled gasp, her body tilting backward, arms flailing in an attempt to regain balance.Before she could crash to the ground and hit her head on the coffee table, I lunged forward and caught her, my arms wrapping around her waist just in time.Our eyes locked.She was so delicate—so fragile. Her soft breath fanned against my neck, and for a brief moment, I forgot my annoyance. The warmth of her body pressed against mine, her features so effortlessly beautiful yet her actions so incredibly foolish.She was like a troublesome pet—one that needed strict training.A light cough from Kelvin shattered the moment. My jaw tightened, and

DANIEL'S POV:I was feeling incredibly restless that night. My mind wouldn’t stop running wild with thoughts—thoughts I didn’t want to have. What if the child in Veronica’s womb was mine? How would I react?A part of me wanted the baby to be mine, even though I knew he would be raised by a troublesome, insufferable woman. But seeing the chaos she was currently causing for Simeon, I was relieved that the child wasn’t mine. Dealing with her had been exhausting, and I couldn’t imagine a lifetime of it.I tossed and turned in bed, unable to find a comfortable position. My thoughts refused to let me rest. Frustrated, I finally gave up, throwing the covers aside. I needed fresh air. Maybe a walk in the garden would calm my nerves.Grabbing a bottle of whiskey and a glass, I made my way outside. The cool night breeze hit my face, offering a slight sense of relief. I settled on a bench in the garden, poured myself a drink, and took a long sip.As the alcohol burned down my throat, I found mys

SIMEON’S POVThis can't be true, right? How did they find out that I was the one who killed Nena?There must be some kind of misunderstanding. That security guard couldn’t have possibly identified me—I made sure of that. I was careful. Too careful. There was no way he could have linked me to the crime.My mind raced as I sped toward the hospital. I needed to figure out what loophole I had left behind—what tiny, insignificant detail I had overlooked that led Emma to suspect me. She wouldn’t have called me otherwise. No, she must have something—some shred of evidence that pointed in my direction.When I arrived, the atmosphere was tense. Authorities, doctors, and nurses crowded outside the emergency room, speaking in hushed voices. Their worried expressions only added to my unease. I parked my car and stepped out, composing myself before walking in with my usual air of confidence.Emma spotted me instantly. She was standing with Jason, who was being interrogated. The moment her eyes loc

VERONICA’S POVAfter Simeon ditched me on the way to the restaurant, I had no choice but to wait for the driver he arranged to pick me up.I stood there for almost an hour, growing more irritated by the second. My feet ached from standing too long in my high heels, and my stomach growled in protest. The sun had already set, and the once-busy road had quieted down. Every passing car that slowed down gave me false hope, only to drive off and leave me standing there like a fool.By the time the driver finally arrived, my patience had long since run out. The moment he rolled down the window to apologize, I silenced him with a sharp slap across his face."Do you have any idea how long I’ve been standing here?" I snapped, watching as he clutched his cheek in shock. "Next time, don’t keep me waiting like this."Without giving him another chance to speak, I got into the car and slammed the door shut. As the car pulled away from the curb, I leaned back against the seat and exhaled deeply. My t

EMMA’S POVMy heart pounded as I sped toward the airport, gripping the steering wheel so tightly that my knuckles turned white. I had to stop Jason. I couldn’t let him leave.Tears blurred my vision as I repeatedly dialed his number, hoping—praying—that he would pick up. But each time, the call went straight to voicemail. His phone was unreachable.Panic settled deep within my chest, making it hard to breathe. I had been so cruel to him, so quick to believe lies instead of trusting the man who had given me nothing but love. How could I have been so foolish? How could I have doubted Jason when he had never given me a reason to?I wiped the tears streaming down my cheeks, shaking my head in self-loathing. If only I could turn back time, I would never have made such a terrible mistake. If Jason could find it in his heart to forgive me, I would spend the rest of my life proving to him that I would never doubt him again.The moment I arrived at the airport, I jumped out of the car and rush

SIMEON'S POV What the hell is wrong with the man I hired for such a simple job? He was supposed to take care of everything swiftly, yet he allowed both Lily and Nena to get caught. I had given him clear instructions—shoot her on sight and ensure she was eliminated completely. And yet, here she is, still clinging to life in a hospital bed. The worst part? Someone managed to capture Lily and remove the implanted bomb I had used to control her. Whoever did this is highly skilled, and that complicates things for me. But it doesn’t matter. I can still fix this. I need to get to the hospital immediately and finish what that incompetent fool failed to do. As for Lily, I will deal with her later. She may no longer have the bomb implanted in her, but I still have her greatest weakness—her son. No matter how much she fights, I still hold the ultimate leverage. --- I arrived at the hospital, driving straight to the address I had been given. As I approached the entrance, the security guar