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FLORENCE’S POVThe energy at the studio buzzed with controlled chaos, assistants running back and forth, background models adjusting their outfits, and cameras flashing nonstop.I arrived with Blake, carrying the props and materials we had painstakingly gathered for today’s shoot. This feature was critical for Catwalk Magazine, and Annalise had put her blood, sweat, and tears to make it happen. I wasn’t about to let anything go wrong.As we entered, I spotted Carmen, the lead model, already in the middle of a conversation with her makeup artist. I couldn’t stop myself from staring at her… it was almost like looking in a mirror. Except she was taller, her hair was thicker, and her skin looked like glass. She exuded an air of effortless elegance… and arrogance.Her sharp gaze landed on me the second I approached her entourage. Without a word, she reached out and snatched the briefing book from my hands.“We don’t need you,” she said dismissively, flipping through the pages with a bored
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FLORENCE’S POVMy breath caught in my throat.Emily?I hadn’t heard the name in so long that I’d almost forgotten it. But she wasn’t even Emily anymore… she was Carmen. Emily smirked, watching the realization dawn on me. “Finally figured it out?”I could barely nod. My thoughts tangled, flashing back to memories I hadn’t touched in years.My parents’ divorce had been a brutal one. Messy. Ugly. Final. I remembered my mother grabbing Emily’s arm and pulling her with her when she left my father. I remembered Emily screaming and crying. I remembered feeling bitter that Mum didn’t take me with them. And now… god knows how many years later… here she was under a different name. Was she hiding? Was she trying to escape something? The man beside her chuckled, breaking the silence. “You two are sisters? That makes this even easier.”Emily laughed. “Flo… meet my boyfriend. Daniel Lockwood.” I’d recall that name anywhere. Lockwood. The direct competitors of Whitehill International. Mason’s a
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FLORENCE’S POVThe VIP booth Daniel had booked at the club was lined with 20 bottles of premium liquor. I couldn’t figure out if he really meant to poison me with copious amounts of alcohol or was testing my resolve. Yes, maybe Mason hadn’t been the best husband. Maybe he could have been kinder, gentler… more present. But I couldn’t betray him. And somewhere in me… I still loved him. I would take even this bullet for him. Daniel leaned back, arms crossed, watching me expectantly. Emily smirked, her lips curling as if she knew I wouldn’t go through with it.I grabbed a bottle and twisted the cap off, the sharp scent of whiskey burning my nostrils. Without hesitation, I tilted my head back and downed the entire thing. I felt some of it dribble down my chin while the rest burned my throat. I wanted to cry, but I didn’t want to give Daniel the satisfaction. As I slammed the empty bottle down on the table, I noticed Daniel’s face: surprise. And… a little impressed? “Well, well. I under
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MASON’S POVI stared at the headline flashing on my phone screen:Whitehill Family In Turmoil, Future of Eternity Group Foggy.The article was relentless. It hit on my strained relationship with my family and painted a picture of a business propped up by my parents’ wealth, claiming that without their financial support, Eternity Group would fall. It even speculated that my older brother, Clarke, would reclaim control of the family fortune and cast me out. And what hurt the most was a lot of it was factual. But only the people closest to me would have known that. I reached the end of the article when I got a call from my assistant. “Hi, Candace. Please tell me you have something useful.”“The board is demanding an urgent meeting to discuss stock prices,” she said. “They’ve been dropping since the article.” “Yeah, I’m not surprised. Schedule it for this afternoon.” “Already done.”“And Candance?” “Yes, sir?”“Find out who did this.” ***When I walked into the conference room, 12
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MASON’S POVI closed my eyes for a brief second, exhaling slowly.I knew Florence and her sister weren’t close—hell, Florence never even mentioned her. Vague memories of Emily sitting in the Hart living room or walking around school pricked at me, but nothing was concrete. This didn’t prove much… but Jade’s sudden return, the bug in my room, the media leak, and Daniel showing up… Florence was in the middle of all of it. I hated not knowing things.“There’s something else…” she said. “What?”She simply handed me her tablet with a website open… the website claiming Eternity was entirely propped up by Whitehill Industries. I hated the idea of Florence, once again, waking up alone. But this was critical… “We need to go. Now.” I told my secretary. “Call the car.” ***After the board meeting in the afternoon, I decided to have a quiet lunch and think over strategies when my phone rudely interrupted me. Raiden’s name flashed on the screen. I clenched my jaw and almost ignored it.Alm
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FLORENCE’S POVEverything happened in an instant.The scream. The snap of the rope. The sheer terror in Annalise’s eyes.I didn’t think. I just moved.The camera tumbled from my hands as I lunged forward, gripping Annalise’s wrist with both hands. Her weight yanked me forward, my knees slamming onto the wooden plank.“Hold on!” I gasped, my grip tightening around her.Her fingers dug into my arm, shaking violently. “I— I can’t!”“Yes, you can,” I gritted out. “Just hold on to me!”Her legs swung wildly below, nothing but open air and distant pavement beneath her. My stomach twisted, and instantly, everything turned dark. Suddenly, I was no longer looking at Annalise… it was Jade. Jade, screaming and thrashing. My mind tried to catch up with what my eyes were seeing. Memories flooded back from eight years ago when I’d reached my hand out to Jade. And just as I could feel Annalise grip my hand, I could feel my hand grip Jade’s wrist. I scrunched my eyes, praying for the vision to go
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FLORENCE’S POVWhy?Why would Jade want to kill me?The question gnawed at me as I sat stiffly in the lounge. Was it because of Mason? Because I had what she wanted?Seeing my solemn expression, Mason’s mother sighed dramatically. “Jade wouldn’t hold onto something so trivial,” she said. Then she turned to me with a tight smile. “Not that you’re at fault, darling, of course. But everyone’s fine now, aren’t they?”Annalise let out a sharp, disbelieving laugh. “I almost died, and you’re saying everything’s fine?”Melissa Whitehill looked momentarily uncomfortable before pressing her lips together. Clarke stepped in smoothly, a diplomat as always. “Enough,” he said calmly. “We’re all shaken up. Let’s not make this worse.”Then, he turned to me. “Florence, I need to speak to you. Alone.”I couldn’t imagine what he wanted to talk to me about. We barely knew each other, and I doubted Clarke cared about me, Annalise, or Mason. Still, I was in their territory now. I put my tea aside and st
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MASON’S POVA week had passed since my family declared their intention to fold Eternity into Whitehill International. When the day came to vote, I knew it was just a formality because the decision had already been made behind closed doors. I entered the boardroom, a space I had meticulously designed down to the very grain of the oak table and the plushness of the leather chairs. In fact, every detail in the entire office was my vision. From the boardrooms and conference rooms to the breakroom and bathrooms, I had picked the tiles, the wallpapers, the furniture, all by myself. Not because I had to but because it made me proud to call something my own. And in that very office… I was doing to see it all disappear. Like a giant, arrogant whale swallowing a merry fish. As I took my seat, heavily medicated to manage the pain, I watched the board members file in. Their faces were a mix of sympathy and stern resolve. Again… I told myself it has all been decided. But somewhere in me,
