Lillian Fox, a beautiful, kind-hearted, and naive girl, uncovers the painful betrayal of the two most important people in her life, her husband, Bruce, and sister, Rachael, when she stumbles on them making love in her room. To hide their secret, Bruce and Rachael plot to kill Lillian. With a badly burnt and unrecognizable face, they dump her remains in a river. Lillian is saved and survives the incident, but she loses her memory and is deceived by her savior into starting a new life assuming the identity of a dead Ashley Knox. When she eventually regains her memory, she swears to make them all pay! It's the same body, the same woman, but a different face and they will all taste her fury! She exacts her revenge under the cover of her new face and identity, Ashley Knox, CEO of Knox fashion world. Will the new Ashley succeed in her quest for revenge? And will her now cold heart ever find love again? Find out in his thrilling book of love, betrayal, deceit, and revenge.
View MorePamela eagerly got in the front seat, her interest in Thomas no longer subtle. “Thank you so much.” She buckled her seat belt, her gaze not once flickering off the young man. Thomas glanced at her. “It's no problem. Where're you girls headed?” “Up East.” Pamela answered. “Up East?” Thomas exclaimed. “That's on the other side of town.” He pointed out. Pamela chuckled. “Yes. Ashley's father lives on that side. And she lives with him.” “So what brings you all the way out here?” “Business. We are expanding our horizon, moving our business this way.” Pamela responded genially. “Oh!” Thomas nodded, understanding flooded his mind. “Yeah. We had our debut exhibition here sometime last month. A small awareness about our brand.” Pamela chortled. “I heard about that and I wouldn't call that small. Although I didn't attend, I saw a glimpse of it all over the net. It was a great show… Awesome designs… I couldn't get over the number two collection.” He chuckled. “So much so that I place
Ashley went back down. Her mission for attending the party had been a dead end. But not entirely unproductive. For one, she had Rachel in a messed up corner. That alone was enough to make up for the night. And it brought her great joy. The other, she got her hands on something very important. Something she could use to bring Bruce down. As she reached the base of the staircase, she weaved her gaze through the crowd to where she had left Pamela. She hissed. Pamela had moved. No longer in the same place. She would need to find her. She plowed ahead and blended into the crowd, darting her eyes through the small cluster of people, looking for Pamela. It didn't take long before she spotted Pam, intently focused in a conversation with a strange man. Ashley walked up to them. She heard Pam giggle girlishly as she closed in on them. Who was this man? And why was Pamela entertaining him? “Pamela.” She called, but her call went unanswered. “Pamela!” Ashley called forcefully. This tim
Bruce smiled at her. “I'll see you down stairs.” He gave her one long last look, his eyes lingering on the flesh of her exposed cleavage. With great effort, he peeled his gaze away. He adjusted his tie, tugged his jacket before he stepped out. Not once did he consider he was leaving a stranger in his bedroom. Not once did he think she should have gone out before him. As stupid as they came, Bruce went down, back to his party, leaving her there, in his room. Ashley had never seen a more fóolish ídíot than Bruce. It made her wonder what she ever saw in him before. Now alone, Ashley looked around the room. It felt like a cemetery. Everything in it was dead. It was nothing like the home she had created with warmth and love. The room had been restructured and repainted to suit Rachel's preference; bland. But of course, what could she expect from Rachel who knew nothing about love and warmth. She sighed. Her fears, confronted and defeated. Now only a painful memory. Taking one las
Ashley stood by the foot of the stairs, hesitating momentarily. She looked up the staircase, each case reminding her how familiar it used to be. The room suddenly began to close in on her. The large space became too small.The hairs on her skin stood. Goosebumps adorn her body. Her breath quickened and her body quivered with cold chills.She shut her eyes, lifted her dress and took one step up. She clutched to the mass of her dress too tightly as waves of memories hit her.It was torturing. But she didn't stop. She continued, climbing on with a racing heart. The beating of her heart overshadowed the soft music that echoed from the lower floor. For the first time after six long years, thick fear filled her guts. But not once did she consider stopping. She charged, matched forward, turning her fears into her fuel. She needed to do this. She needed to confront this.Cheering and reminding herself why she was doing this, Ashley reached the landing.Then came another difficult task. Wa
Pamela got the answer to her question. Ashley wasn't going to abort anything. Especially not with what they had tried to do. Bruce and Rachel had to be the worst humans on earth with the blackest of souls. And Pamela couldn't fathom how they lived with themselves. With so much wickedness in their hearts. “Have you contacted Alex?” Ashley's voice pulled Pamela from her thoughts. Her brows quirked as she got her mind back into the room. “Uh yes. He is safe and in hiding. Bruce wouldn't be able to find him even if he searches under the sea.” “Good.” “So what do you intend to do about this?” Pamela asked, referring to the information they had just received. “I'll go see the DSC myself. I need to ensure that he doesn't switch sides.” Her voice tinged with a smooth hardness. A hardness she developed when she first discovered their deception. If they were so heartless, she could as well return the energy. Pamela nodded in understanding. “Then what next?” Ashley's eyes glazed with an
“How did it go?” Pamela asked Ashley as she walked into the office. “How is Bruce?” “What do you expect? He's a hot mess, whining about his damaged reputation.” Ashley responded, settling into her office chair. “Does he suspect you?” Ashley laughed. “Suspect me? He has no reason to suspect me… Yet.” She added. Her expression turned brooding as she recalled Bruce's attitude towards her at the hospital and Rachel's confident smile. “What is it?” Pamela didn't miss the change on her face. Ashley shook her head and pushed the thought to the back of her mind. “It's nothing.” “I can't believe this worked out so well. For a moment I feared that the plan might come back to bite us. I can't believe Bruce went through the whole damn thing without checking once to see if things were going right.” “Alex is smart and Bruce is a fool.” There was no kindness in Ashley's words. Pamela giggled, finding Ashley's comparison amusing. Ashley swiveled her chair, turning her sides to Pamela while
Rachel froze. The hair on her skin brittled. Her eyes went wide with horror. Slowly, she peeled her eyes from the wall and fixed them on Ashley.“What did you say?” “Your sister's case is being reopened.” Ashley repeated.“For murder?” She asked, fearing that Ashley could hear the loud thudding of her heart. She was out of breath. They had everything taken care of. They erased all the traces. There was no way anyone would consider Lilian's death a murder.“I never said it was murder.” Ashley pointed and she saw the realization of her flop flicker in Rachel's eyes.“They're reopening the investigation, that's all I heard.” Ashley slanted her a glance. “You don't seem too happy about it.”“No- Yes- I mean, I am. I'm just wondering why now after all these years.” She said nervously.“Does it matter? Don't you want justice for your sister?” Ashley probed, watching Rachel tense. “Her body was never found. That's something to be worried about… I hear they'll bring everyone in for questioni
DJ, Sarah and Bruce had gotten permission from the doctor to go in to see Mr Leon. Ashley occupied the seat Sarah had previously sat on since Sarah had left. Ashley settled onto the seat with extra grace as Rachel's glare did little grazing to her confidence. She felt Rachel's hot gaze on her, but she did not flinch. “You'll grow old and ugly if you wear that frown for too long.” Ashley spoke without turning to Rachel. She casually adjusted the bracelet on her wrist, running her fingers over the expensive, delicate jewelry. “Can't help it when there's a stubborn stench following me around.” Rachel sneered. “The smell must be coming from you if it follows you everywhere. Have you checked yourself?” Ashley turned to her with a gentle smile. The scowl on Rachel's face deepened. She cast a scornful look over at Ashley, her eyes dripped with disdain as she muttered cusses under her breath. Ashley shook her head at her and rolled her eyes. “All that venom will kill you.” She warned. R
Just seeing Bruce so withered in front of her brought Ashley so much satisfaction. But she wasn't done. “Don’t fret over it. We'll work it out.” She assured him. “I can't even look at you.” Bruce said. His voice dunked in heavy self berating. As it should be. She agreed with him in her heart. “I don't know how I ended up plunging myself into this trouble. Now I'm being labeled a thief. My whole reputation is on the brink.” Ashley looked over his face as he flogged himself. The look of shame and regret. This is the look that should have been on his face when he smacked her head. This is the look that should have been on his face when he tossed her body over the bridge. This is the look that should be on his face for the rest of life knowing he tried to murder her in cold blood. But no. Not once did Bruce wear this look for what he had done to her. Not once did he feel this much shame for killing someone. Not once. And here he was clothed in remorse because his reputation w
The room zoomed in dangerously and everything blurred from Lillian's standing spot at the entrance to her room.Her room, her matrimonial room. Laid atop her matrimonial bed was her husband vigorously and pleasurably thrusting deeper and deeper into the honeycomb of her sister. Their moans, the only deafening sound that filtered through the hazy cloud in her mind.She refused to believe her vision. The two most important people in her life could never think to do this to her. The only people that cared about her would never do this. Her heart said differently. Her eyes saw reality. Reality she vehemently refused to believe. She moved closer to the bed. She wanted a closer look at them. She wanted to confirm their faces, even though she already knew. She wanted it to be a mistake.Just as she reached the foot of the bed, she saw her husband shake violently, emptying his release into the depths of her sister. Their sigh of deep satisfaction caused her eyes to water.As Bruce finished o...
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