Sasha's POVRexCorp has been getting a lot of attention in the industry because of the difference between Valentino and me.People think that RexCorp is on the rise. It’s impressive that I’m now a couple with Valentino.Many women envy me, and some are even upset that I took their dream man.The most envious is Margaret.In a rundown community, Margaret is looking at various rumors online in her small house. Almost all of them say that I, Sasha, I’m with Valentino from the Rex family.They’re saying we’re a perfect match.“What a match!” Margaret curses. “Sasha, I took your man once, and I could do it again. Why do you get everything? It’s so unfair! I hate you!”She presses her finger on her phone for a while.Soon after, Margaret starts using a fake account to post about me.She shares photos of me and distorts the story, claiming I stole other people’s boyfriends.She turns the truth around and hires people to boost her posts and attack me on social media.-“Chairman, something’s
Sasha's POV“With all your nonsense, everything you’re saying is false, and you can’t provide any evidence,” I said coldly on the phone.I didn’t even realize how much I had changed. I used to be a weak little rabbit, but now I feel like a cold-blooded tiger.My eyes felt like they were hunting, and my face was expressionless.It reminded me of Valentino’s demeanor.“Even if I don’t have evidence, people believe me. What can you do about it?” Margaret said dismissively.She probably thought I would be defeated completely.“Margaret, don’t forget who I am. I’m the chairman of RexCorp. If you don’t delete what you said immediately, I can easily find a powerful lawyer to sue you for slander. I won’t be merciful. I’ll go all out to protect my image and make sure you compensate for the damage caused to RexCorp. You should know how much damage you’ve done, right? Or maybe you don’t, but you should understand how much you’ll have to compensate if I sue you.”I spoke fiercely, my lips curling
Sasha's POV"They don't need to lose their hands; they just don't know the truth," I said, worried that Gabriel might actually follow through on cutting off people's hands.Gabriel can be funny, but when he's serious, he's really scary. As someone influential on both sides of the law, he's a powerful and feared figure."You think not knowing the truth gives them the right to hit you and curse at you? Look at you; you've been injured!" Gabriel yelled, looking angry.One of his men approached and reported, "Boss, we caught everyone who attacked her. None of them escaped. What should we do next?"They really did catch everyone. I glanced at Gabriel. Even though I was angry about being attacked, I knew it wasn't entirely their fault. The real problem was Margaret, who spread those rumors online.It's clear Margaret is behind this, and she's the one I need to deal with. As for the attackers, they were likely paid by Margaret or were just angry netizens. Punishing them won't solve anything.
Sasha's POVAs Jonas examined the wound on my forehead, he told us it was deep and might need stitches."Will it leave a scar?" Valentino asked, frowning."Yes, most likely," Jonas said. "But I'll use some good medicine to minimize the scarring. After it heals, you can use scar cream to help."Valentino looked very upset. He seemed worried about a scar marring my face.I felt uneasy, thinking maybe he was upset because it would make me less like Sandra, who he was really in love with."Please go ahead with the stitches, Jonas," I said. "A scar isn't a big deal to me."Valentino snapped, "It does matter! A scar on your face is a big deal!"Ignoring his outburst, I turned to Jonas, asking if we could proceed."It might hurt a bit. Do you want to do this without anesthetic?" Jonas asked."Yes, that's fine," I replied calmly.Valentino looked troubled, staring at me as if he wished he could take the pain for me.Jonas prepared the materials and told me to lie down on the sofa so he could
Margaret's POV I looked at the picture of Sasha getting beaten and took a drink."Just wait; there's more coming. I didn't want to bother with you, but you had to come and say those nasty things to me!"After taking a couple of sips, I heard a knock at the door."Who's there at this hour? Do you want trouble?"I grumbled, but the knocking just got louder.I got up and went to the door. When I opened it, I saw a handsome man standing there. My angry expression softened, and I put on a sweet, innocent smile."Who are you?" I asked, looking at the man and the people behind him.He seemed important, well-dressed, and very handsome.Much better than the guys I usually meet.Wow, how did someone like him end up here?"Move aside," he said coldly.I stepped back without thinking, still looking at him in awe. "Are you here for me?" I asked, feeling a bit flattered."Are you Margaret?" He asked."Yes, that's me.""Did you spread those things about Sasha online?""Yes, I did.""Then you’re in
Sasha's POV"It's not me." I looked at Valentino and explained, "I've never taken such a picture, and I don't know the man in the picture.""I know," Valentino said coldly.Of course, he knew it wasn’t me.He understands my body well. I’ve seen the photos, and while the face looks like mine, the body is different. I have a mole on my shoulder, but the woman in the photo doesn’t have one at all.The pictures are clearly edited.Knowing he’s about to marry me, who would dare to spread such photos?Even his family got involved, sending them around as if they were exposing a big secret.I found it pretty funny.I couldn’t think of anyone who’d have such a grudge against me, except Margaret, who’s been spreading lies about me recently.I didn’t expect Margaret to go this far."Sorry for the trouble," I said to Valentino. Valentino stood up and I followed after him.When we went out, the whole family was sitting in the living room, looking shocked and upset."Uncle, aunt, I’m sorry for sca
Sasha's POVAfter sitting in the coffee shop for another two minutes, I stood up. I left the lawyer's letter with the waiter, asking them to give it to Margaret when she arrived. Then, I left.I headed straight to the company.As soon as I walked in, I noticed people giving me strange looks, especially the men. Their stares felt inappropriate.I frowned a little and called Kim into the office."Kim, is something going on in the company? Why are people looking at me like that?" I asked while turning on my computer."This morning, someone hacked into our company's network and sent out some photos of you," Kim said hesitantly."What? Why didn't you tell me earlier?" I exclaimed, slamming my hand on the desk."I've already handled it. I thought there was nothing you could do to fix it, so I didn't want to worry you," Kim explained, frowning."Forget it," I sighed.I gripped the mouse tightly. This was really too much!Just then, my phone rang.I saw that it was Margaret calling. I didn't
Sasha's POVI wasn't going to sit around and do nothing, just as Jared suggested. When I heard from Kim that the company's shares were continuously dropping, I decided to act quickly and hold a press conference.I wanted to tell everyone clearly that the person in the photos wasn't me and that I never stole my best friend's boyfriend. I'm not that kind of woman!"Kim, I'll leave the press conference arrangements to you. We're holding it tomorrow," I instructed."Yes, chairman," Kim replied."Make sure to invite well-known media. I want to make a proper clarification," I added as I gathered my things. "You handle the rest.""Understood," Kim nodded.After packing up, I turned on my computer and contacted an old classmate via video call. I remembered that this friend was good at hacking and probably needed money since I heard he was borrowing from people recently.He quickly answered, and his face appeared on the screen—a man with glasses, fair skin, and a gentle, handsome look."Emman
Valentino’s POV I promised if I found Sasha, I was going to make her my wife. This time for real and no longer would she be a placeholder. “Arrgh,” I screamed as Jared let me in on Sasha being kidnapped by that fool, Dave Martin. I had beaten him to a bulb and had him leave her alone. After all these years, all these moments, he had been lurking, laying siege to Sasha, and I..I foolishly let her leave into harm’s way. Sasha was a beautiful bird and a lot of predators were circling her, trying to take advantage of her. “Get me Dave on the line, Jared,” my voice hurried as I threw my fists in the air. “Dave Partner boss?” Jared questioned. I didn’t know if to smack his face or to laugh this over with but there were no jokes tonight. Only thing on my mind was getting Sasha back, here with me, whole and as my real wife. “Fuck it Jared, I’m talking about Dave Martin, get him on the line now. Didn’t you just tell me he’s the one who’s got Sasha and you're talking some gibberish.”
Sasha’s POV “Let me go…please..let..me..g…” I had a wood plank on my head and I lost consciousness. It was at this moment I wished I had not run away from Valentino. Problems seemed to follow me each time I was away from him. He was a refuge and a strong fortress for me and this time, more than ever, I hoped he’d found me. I felt a weight over my body as I slowly gained consciousness. Studying the environment, I opened my right eye slowly, as it hurt so much, and my head hurt so much to open even my very own eyes. I was tied up in a chair and I couldn’t tell where exactly I was but it didn’t seem like a warehouse. I could tell this was someone’s house but couldn’t tell who exactly it was. “I am blindfolded so how do I even know where this is,” I uttered under my breath. Maybe I should scream and some passer-by could come to my rescue or call the police and I could get out of here. I didn’t want any of those men who must have brought me here to find me here. They were damn mea
Sasha’s POV “What was that?” I yelled, my voice shaking with frustration. I couldn’t believe Emilia had let me down like this. She was the only one I had trusted with my secret, the only person who knew exactly where I was. I had begged her not to tell anyone until I was far away, safe in Spain. And now, it felt like everything was crashing down around me. I felt this deep pain in my chest like someone was pressing down on me with the weight of a thousand boulders. Everything I loved had been ripped away from me. My family was gone, my company had been stolen from me, and even Valentino—my Valentino—was no longer by my side. There was nothing left for me here. Nothing. But when I heard Valentino’s voice over the phone, it did something to me. It was like a tiny spark in a room full of darkness. My heart, which had felt so cold and broken, suddenly stirred with the smallest flicker of life. “I can’t do this anymore,” I whispered, talking to no one but myself. “I can’t stay here.
Valentino's POV I grab Emilia’s phone and frantically try to call Sasha, but I can’t get through. Frustrated, I look at Emilia coldly and ask, "Do you know where she is? What do you know about her?" "I... I don’t know," Emilia says, frowning. "Sasha is being super careful this time. She didn’t tell me where she’s staying. She said you might come looking for her through me, so she didn’t want to risk it because she thinks I can't keep a secret." Emilia pouts, looking all upset. "But it's late. Maybe she's already asleep, so not picking up isn’t that weird." Jared turns to me. "What about tomorrow?" I frown, thinking it over for a second. "Track her number. Find out where Sasha is," I say, determined. "Alright, I’ll get someone to track her phone and find her," Jared replies, nodding. Emilia just watches us, looking a little confused. She pouts again, like she’s thinking something over, but doesn’t say anything after a while. Finally, she shrugs. "You guys do your thing. I’m
Sasha's POV Fred and I are really funny after we drink too much. We keep guessing things and playing games, and we hold each other a lot.Gabriel looks annoyed as he tries to separate us, not wanting us to keep holding on to each other."Enough already! Stop it!" Gabriel frowns and says, "You’re both drunk.""We're not drunk!""Yeah, you’re the one who's drunk!" We both stare at him for a moment and then start laughing.Gabriel looks frustrated as he watches us, knowing he can’t change our minds.Luckily, Fred and I pass out after drinking. That gives Gabriel some time to clean up after us.Over the next two days, I talked with Gabriel and Fred about starting a film company in the United States.In the end, Gabriel agrees that Fred and I can work together to plan this film company.…Valentino's POV I keep searching for Sasha, but with Gabriel and Sandra causing problems for me, I haven’t heard from her at all.Jared comes to my house and tells me what he’s found during his search.
Valentino's POV Sasha disappeared, and for two days, I, Valentino, searched for her, but I couldn’t find her anywhere.Jared was looking everywhere too. He tried all kinds of things, but it felt like someone was always getting in the way. Many surveillance cameras had been hacked, and some videos were missing, so he couldn’t find Sasha directly.I was left with no choice but to use the simplest method: sending a lot of people to ask about Sasha’s whereabouts.All over the city, people were taking photos of Sasha, trying to find out where she was.But no one knew where she had gone.It was like she had vanished completely.I was losing my mind. I couldn’t believe Sasha had disappeared from my life, and I just couldn’t accept it.“It’s time for you to eat, sir,” one of the maids said, sounding worried about me. I had lost a lot of weight in just two days. “Even if you don’t eat, your wife might not show up. You should have a good meal. I don’t think she would want to see you like this.
Sasha's POV I looked at Gabriel like he was an idiot. "If I went to be a cook with this kind of skill, I'd probably get myself killed..."Seriously, who doesn’t know how to make hot pot? It’s just tossing everything into a pot to cook. When I was studying abroad and craved hot pot, I used to make it in my dorm all the time."Really? It all looks so delicious. You seem pretty talented. How could you get yourself killed? If anyone dares to mess with you, I'll take care of them first," Gabriel said, grabbing his chopsticks to sneak a taste.Once I finished setting the table, I told him, "Sit down and eat.""Alright," he replied.But just as Gabriel was about to sit, the doorbell rang."Who is it?" I asked, looking at him."I'll go check. Maybe it's some big star!" Gabriel joked as he ran to the door, chatting briefly with whoever was outside.From the sound of it, it seemed like more than one person had shown up. A little curious, I peeked out and saw a familiar face.Why is he here?I
Sasha's POV The maid stopped me as I was leaving and asked, "Where are you going, ma'am?"It seemed like she was confused about why I was leaving. Everyone always thought my husband and I were close, so this sudden departure must've seemed strange. Maybe they thought Sandra had some evil plan to push me out.The maids didn’t trust Sandra. They knew she wasn’t a good person, and it seemed like they wanted me to stay.I smiled at the maid and said, "I'm leaving. I'll see you later."I tried to walk out with my head held high, pretending everything was okay. But inside, I was breaking. I was sad, hurt, and didn’t want to leave at all.As I walked out, I could feel Sandra’s eyes on me. I knew she was smiling, satisfied with herself. With me gone, she probably thought she could hide better and make Valentino forget about me.The maids were glaring at Sandra, clearly not happy with her. But she didn’t care. She knew she would be the lady of the house soon and could treat them however she l
Valentino's POV I came back home, but I couldn’t sleep all night.Early the next morning, my phone rang. It was my grandfather telling me to come back to the old house.“I got it. I’ll be there soon,” I replied before hanging up.After changing into a fresh set of clothes, I went to Sasha’s room. She drank too much last night and stayed up late, so she was still fast asleep. Her sleeping posture was a bit messy, almost childlike, but she looked so cute.I tucked her in before heading downstairs.“My wife is still sleeping. When she wakes up, make sure to prepare some breakfast and soup to help with the hangover. If she’s not feeling well, call a doctor to check on her. I’m heading out.”“Yes, sir.”I drove off, leaving the maids to continue their work. I overheard them talking about yesterday and how drunk my wife had gotten.But one thing was clear—they knew I cared about her. They’d make sure she was well taken care of.I pulled up in front of the old house in my car. As I stepped