Five years ago, Jane Lawson's perfect world shattered. Betrayed by her husband, manipulated by her own family, and left for dead after a devastating accident, she thought she had lost everything-until fate intervened. Now, she's back, not as the naive girl everyone once underestimated but as a fierce, unstoppable billionaire. Love. Betrayal. Revenge. A game of power where hearts and fortunes are at stake.
Lihat lebih banyakZack’s POVI sat in my office late in the evening. The lights were low, and my mind was busy planning our next move. Mae had just come in, and her eyes were sharp, full of determination. We both knew that Jane was rising up. Her legal challenges and public speeches had stirred up too much truth. I had to act quickly and decisively.Mae broke the silence, “Zack, we cannot let her ruin everything.” I nodded slowly and replied, “I know. Jane is gaining momentum. The public is starting to ask questions. We must discredit her before her evidence takes full effect.” Mae leaned forward, “I agree. We are launching our smear campaign now. We use every tool available. I have contacts in the media. They can twist her story and show her as unstable.” I frowned slightly and said, “I want to protect our reputation. Our business depends on it. We cannot allow Jane to claim the assets and tarnish our records.” Mae smiled slyly, “Then we did this together. I have a plan. We start with social m
Jane's POVI sat at my kitchen table, having the papers spread out in front of me. My hands were trembling while I went over the papers one last time. I had to fight through the inheritance of my mother's wealth by Damien. The injustice of it seethed through me. I picked up the phone and dialed my attorney, Carla.Hello, Carla. It is Jane," I said firmly, standing firm vocally."Hello, Jane. Standing up how?" Carla softly asked."I'm prepared to go further. I have proof my mum's money illegitimately transferred over to Damien," I informed her.There was a soft silence from Carla. "That is quite serious, Jane. Would you be willing to take a course in law now?I replied firmly, "Yes, Carla. I want justice. I cannot let Damien have what is mine."In the later part of the afternoon, I went to Carla's small law office. The office was simple with a very long table and a few chairs. Carla greeted me with a smile."Jane, it's wonderful to see you. Sit down," she said, sitting on the opposite
Jane's POV I was in our rear safehouse, and there was only one lamp that provided light. I was reviewing my reports and encounters when Nate appeared silently out of nowhere. He closed the door, and we just looked at each other for a moment or so. Being near him had this calming effect on me despite the tension from these weeks still surrounding me. "Jane," Nate walked over to me and spoke softly, "you've been working day and night. How are you?" I hissed air hard and rubbed fatigue from above my eyes. "I feel my heart being pulled a thousand ways. There's the struggle for the truth, and this weight of it all evidence-wise, and then. Sometimes I think. It's too much." Nate moved closer and clasped my fist in a tight, comforting grip. "I do know. I can see it in your eyes. I'm with you, all the way. You don't have to go through it alone." I attempted a feeble smile. "Thanks, Nate. Some days I don't know how I'll make it through it all. But when you're around, it's like maybe I wi
Jane's POV I went to a public fund-raising event held in a community center. It was noisy but cozy, full of representatives of our local community and supporters who had come to witness our cause celebration. I went there to share our campaign for justice and show the masses that the truth would no longer be hidden. I had practiced my speech dozens of times, and I was standing confidently at the podium. My heart, however, was pounding furiously inside my chest, and I knew that my inner struggle was going on behind my calm face. As I was about to begin speaking, my aide Maria came up to me quietly. "Jane, it's in place. The audience is all seated, and the cameras are focused," she said firmly but with a sense of urgency. I smiled and was able to manage a small smile. "Thank you, Maria. I appreciate that you've worked so hard at getting everything ready. Today means a lot to us." She replied, "I believe in you, Jane. We all do. Just tell the truth from your heart.". I approached
Jane's POV I walked into the vacant conference room in a business complex on the outskirts of town. I had arranged this meeting with three retired executives who worked for my dad. I knew I had to be cautious. My phone rang. It was Nate: "Be careful, Jane. These individuals are jumpy." I took a deep breath and sat at the long table. The room was simple, with some chairs and a table that was old but looked sturdy. Three executives were sitting there. Their faces were concerned. I sat at the end of the table. A gray-haired man spoke first. "Jane, thank you for coming. My name is Richard. We appreciate you meeting us in secret." I nodded. "Thanks, Richard. I realize that this won't be easy for any of us. I need your help. I have evidence that uncovers deep corruption at Lawson Enterprises. My dad, Zack, covered up illicit deals and even destroyed critical records. I am filing legal action, and I need assistants who will support my cause.". A quiet, sharp-eyed woman named Sandra t
Jane's POV I was in my office when my secure phone beeped with a text. It was short: "Meet me tonight. I have something for you. – Insider." My heart was pounding as I read it. I knew this was likely a huge tip. I called Nate on my phone. "Hi, Nate, I just got a message from an insider. They would like to meet tonight," I told him. Nate replied, "Are you sure it is safe? Who is it?" I replied, "I don't know the name. It just says 'Insider.' But I think we have to hear what they have to say. I'll be cautious." "Okay, Jane. Keep your phone on and call me in. I'll be waiting," Nate directed. I hung up and sat there, trying to quiet my nerves. I knew that leaked information would be dangerous, but also would be worth it. I packed up and went home. I drove slowly, trying to fit in. The meeting spot was a small, nondescript café near an old warehouse district. I arrived just after nightfall and sat in a hidden corner. Within a few minutes, a man wearing a black hat and jacket a
Jane's POV I sat at my small desk, the testimony spread out in front of me when it hit me suddenly that I had to begin constructing my network of support. I needed people who worked with my dad, Zack, in the past, individuals who were aware of how his company was run and who would be willing to give their testimonies. I drew a breath and picked up my phone. I dialed the first number on my list. The phone rang, and I heard a voice I recognized. "Hello, this is Michael." "Hi Michael, it's Jane. I worked with you at Lawson Enterprises." There was a silence that felt like minutes. "Jane? I—I didn't think I'd be hearing from you. How are you?" "I'm. not good, Michael. I need to talk to you about something important. It involves my father and the company." Michael's tone was argumentative. "What do you mean?" "Things don't add up. I have proof of corruption and cover-ups. I must know the truth regarding how Zack operated in business. I believe that you have to know the answer
Jane's POVI was crammed into a small meeting room with Detective Harris and Nate. The atmosphere was heavy, and my heart pounded. Detective Harris dropped a thick report on the table and gave me a stern look."Jane," he began in his soft, low voice, "I have reviewed all the evidence that night. I can now safely say:The accident was not an accident."I could see my hands shaking. "What do you mean, Detective? Explain."Detective Harris reached up and adjusted his glasses. "We learned a lot of things that didn't add up. The video from the dashcam was erased. The records show someone logged in remotely. We also learned the police report had been tampered with. It is clear that someone went out of their way to delete important evidence."Nate bent forward. "So someone erased the video? Who would erase it?"The detective groaned. "It wasn't a technical glitch. It was done on purpose. The machine was accessed remotely, and the files were erased by someone who had remote access. The way the
Jane's POVI had noticed Detective Harris in a tiny coffee shop on a deserted street. The coffee shop was almost empty when I came in. I spotted him immediately. He sat in the corner of the shop with a piping hot cup of coffee in front of him and a notepad on his table. His eyes looked pinched but interested."Have a seat, Jane," he told me when I stood in front of him.I sat beside him. "I appreciate the time, Detective Harris. I desperately need your assistance."He shook his head. "I see why you've come. I was waiting for you."I breathed in. "I want to know what really happened that night on the night of the crash. I believe there's evidence that's missing because it was deliberately destroyed. Do you know anything else you can tell me about it?Detective Harris nodded in the direction. "I was also working on the case then," he started. "I did all the sides of the case. But something strange occurred. Some crucial evidence just. vanished."I looked at him, sitting. "Vanished? What
Jane POV.It was my wedding anniversary. A three-year journey with Damien Blair. Getting married to Damien was the best thing that ever happened to me. I have always had this fairy tail since when I was young, to have a grand wedding and a perfect home. With Damien everything became easyI clocked off work and made a quick stop at the store to pick up the cake I had ordered a few days before now. After a few hours of driving, I finally approached the house, one of the biggest mansions, centered at the top of a hill in New Yor"Babe!" I gently pushed the door open, walking into the empty living room. I felt a bit disappointed, realizing my husband hadn't returned from work. I dropped the cake on the dining table before I found my way up the stairs"Ahn! Oh, mine!" My steps halted. "Oh! Just like that!" It was not just an ordinary sound, more like the one where two people are making out. I didn't want to believe what I heard, maybe my ear was beginning to hear other things. Gr...
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