VINCE AND VERA couldn’t hold back their tears as the authorities moved in to bring Vivienne. They clung to each other while their small shoulders were shaking as they watched their mother being surrounded by officers. Vince’s chest felt tight with guilt and thoughts swirled through his head like a storm he couldn’t control.‘This is all my fault,’ Vince thought, squeezing his sister’s hand tightly. ‘If I hadn’t done that hacking before… if I’d just thought about what could happen.’ He never imagined that his actions, the things he’d done without understanding the real consequences, would put his own mother in trouble like this.His lips trembled as he tried so hard not to cry but when his twin sister already burst into tears, Vince’s tears started falling too, no matter how much he tried to be a big kid. When Vivienne saw her children crying, her heart ached. Bitterness crept within her as she crouched down beside them. Her face was calm, though her eyes were filled with a softness
ATON STOOD AT a distance, watching the authorities assist Vivienne. People around him whispered and it was evident from their voices their shock and judgments. He could barely contain his satisfaction, working hard to keep a neutral face. Inside, he felt a deep sense of triumph.‘This is what happens when you try to cross me,’ he thought, his gaze fixated on Vivienne, who now looked vulnerable and defeated. All her confidence and elegance seemed to fade under the accusing eyes of the crowd. She had walked into his trap, just as he’d planned.The murmur of the guests echoed around him, fueling his pride. Hearing the cries of Vivienne’s kids was like music to his ears. 'Serves them right,' he thought bitterly. The children had tried to meddle with him, thinking they were clever enough to get in his way. But they were just children. And now, seeing their tears, he felt his victory was complete. 'Annoying brats,' he sneered inwardly.Aton’s mind drifted to the conversation he’d had wit
EZEKIELI gently squeezed Vivienne's hand, feeling her cold fingers tense. Her eyes were filled with worry, darting around as if the world itself were closing in. I lifted her hand to my lips, kissing the back of her hand softly, hoping it would calm her down. “Vienne,” I whispered, looking directly into her eyes. “Everything is going to be fine. I promise.”Her gaze shifted back to mine, unsure but clinging to a sliver of hope. I could see her struggling to steady herself, her mind clouded by all the accusations that had been thrown her way tonight. But I didn’t need to hear her say anything—I’d already seen enough to know that she was innocent. I kept holding her hand, grounding her as best as I could.“I’ve already contacted a good lawyer. They’re on their way,” I assured her. “You don’t have to say anything right now. Just stay calm. Let them handle it.”She took a shaky breath but then spoke in a voice barely above a whisper, “Zeke… I had no idea about any of this. I don’t know
EZEKIELMy fists balled as I scanned through each line of conversation on Vince’s laptop. Each word felt like a punch. And I gritted my teeth, trying to contain the anger boiling within me. Genesis had been right. It was real that the contents from Aton’s phone had transferred over. Everything was here—messages, plans, and schemes that Aton and my own fucking father had discussed. Each message was worse than the last, detailing how they intended to bring down Vivienne and tarnish everything she’d worked for. I could feel Alice and Ronaldo leaning in, reading over my shoulder. Alice gasped, covering her mouth as her face turned pale. She shook her head. “I can’t believe they could plan something so evil,” she whispered, horrified.Ronaldo’s expression darkened, his eyes sharp and filled with rage. “This won’t slide,” he said firmly, his voice low and steady. “I won’t let them get away with this.”His words fueled my resolve. I nodded, swallowing hard, though my mind was racing. Ju
VIVIENNEBefore, I was just dreaming of a good husband. A husband who would love me, who would prioritize me, who would stand by my side no matter what. It felt like a faraway wish, something I’d only imagine late at night. When I first married Ezekiel, it wasn’t like that at all. He only married me because he felt he had to; it was a shotgun marriage after all, coming right after the surprise of my pregnancy.Back then, Ezekiel couldn’t even get over his ex, Alex. I knew it. Everyone knew it. I always felt like a stand-in, a shadow, never really the one he wanted. I was just a substitute. But now, looking at him today—seeing him boldly defend me, even against his own parents—I can’t ignore how deeply he’s changed. Before, Ezekiel always followed his parents’ words without question, like he was bound by some invisible chain. They had such a hold over him, and I’d come to accept that their influence would always come first. So now, seeing him stand up to them—for my sake, no less—fe
EZEKIELIt was never too late to change. I knew that now. I wouldn’t deny to myself or to anyone else that I had made mistakes before. Too many to count, honestly. I’d been an ass. I didn’t know what I really wanted back then. I wasn’t sure of what the right thing was or how to treat Vivienne the way she deserved. I’d lost sight of things, caught up in my own mess, letting my insecurities and past hold me back. But now, standing here in Switzerland, away from the noise and all the misunderstandings, I felt something I’d never felt before—a clear sense of certainty. I loved her. I loved Vivienne in a way that was different, in a way that wasn’t clouded by doubt or fear. She was the woman I wanted to spend my life with, and I’d failed to see that in the past. But I had the chance to make it right, and I wasn’t going to let it slip by.The soft breeze carried the scent of lilies as I stood at the end of the aisle, waiting for Vivienne. My heart pounded, and I could feel the tears gather
VIVIENNEIt was never too late to rise up again after you’ve hit rock bottom. I’d learned that lesson over and over, but standing here now, it finally felt real. So many times, I thought that scandal with Aton would destroy everything I’d worked for. I worried people would only ever see me as the woman caught up in a messy scheme, but here I was, with a new chapter in front of me. This was my second chance—not just to clear my name, but to make it stronger than ever. Viatrix. That name still had power, still had life.I looked around the room, taking in all the smiles and congratulatory handshakes. Ezekiel and I had just launched our fashion line that we had been working on, and the event couldn’t have gone any better. Everywhere I turned, there were people celebrating with us, praising the collection, the designs, the way we had merged our ideas and brought something beautiful to life. For the first time in a long time, I felt truly proud of myself and what I had accomplished ag
EZEKIELForgiving isn’t easy. It’s one of the hardest things you can do, especially when the person who hurt you is someone you once trusted, someone you loved deeply. I’d always respected people who could forgive the ones who wronged them, who could find it in their hearts to let go of pain and bitterness. And tonight, watching Vivienne, I felt my admiration for her grow even more.I thought I’d reached the limit of how much I could love her, but seeing her forgive my mother—that changed things. Vivienne had already forgiven me before, a forgiveness I never thought I deserved but clung to, knowing how lucky I was to have it. And now, she was doing the same for my mother. I looked at Vivienne, her calm expression, her steady gaze, and I couldn’t help but feel grateful. She was truly incredible, a woman who could forgive despite the hurt, and in that moment, I knew I was the luckiest man alive.After my mother’s apology, we found a quieter spot away from everyone else. I turned to V