After years of enduring an abusive marriage, Isabelle Rivers discovers a shocking truth: her husband has another family. Betrayed by the people she trusted most, she escapes only to find herself at the mercy of her past and the threats that follow. A fateful encounter with her childhood friend-turned-billionaire, Liam Anderson, sets her on a path of healing and rediscovery. But as old wounds resurface and dangerous secrets unravel, Isabelle must decide whether to trust a man again or walk away for good.
View MoreThe grand hall that had moments ago been a battleground of accusations and revelations was now eerily empty. The buzzing reporters had dispersed, carrying their explosive headlines with them, leaving only a few stray papers fluttering on the floor. The stage, once the center of an unexpected spectacle, now seemed abandoned, except for Marcus, who remained seated in his chair, his expression unreadable.Isabelle stood several feet away, still gripping the fabric of her blazer tightly, her mind racing with everything that had just unfolded. Vivian’s outburst, Marcus’s cold demeanor, the revelation of a calculated betrayal—none of it sat right with her. But more than that, the way Vivian had reacted, the way she had screamed at Marcus as if he had done something far worse than just expose her crimes, unsettled Isabelle deeply.She swallowed her hesitation and took a step forward. “What did you do?” she asked, her voice firm but quiet.Marcus lifted his head lazily, his smirk still in pla
The hall was in chaos.Reporters shouted over one another, flashing cameras lit up the room like a lightning storm, and the murmurs of scandal spread like wildfire. Isabelle stood protectively beside Vivian, her body tensed as she tried to shield her from the crowd. The sheer number of journalists pressing forward made it impossible for them to leave.Ethan tried to force his way toward them, but just as he took a step forward, the hall doors burst open.More reporters flooded in, their faces alight with excitement as they rushed toward the epicenter of the scandal. They had caught wind of the breaking news, and nothing—not security, not common decency—could stop them from getting firsthand information."Miss Vivian! Is it true Polaris Tech committed insurance fraud?""Did you knowingly expose customer data for money?""What do you have to say about the insurance company's statement?"Vivian stood frozen, her eyes wide, her breath shallow. The weight of the allegations pressed down on
The grand hall of the event center buzzed with anticipation as final preparations for the press conference took place. A massive banner stood at the front, bearing the bold words:"Official Press Conference for Polaris Technology on Security Breach of Polaris Technology's Artificial Intelligence."Rows of chairs were neatly arranged, already filling up with reporters, journalists, and industry professionals. Camera crews set up their equipment, adjusting angles and testing sound. Journalists took their places, flipping open their laptops, setting their microphones, and whispering among themselves, speculating on the upcoming statements.Tension hung in the air. Polaris Tech had been under heavy scrutiny, and today’s conference was either going to fix their image or shatter it further.In the makeup room, Vivian sat stiffly in a chair as a stylist applied the finishing touches to her look. She stared at her reflection, her expression unreadable.The door opened, and Isabelle walked in,
Isabelle woke up to the soft glow of morning light filtering through her curtains, but her mind was already heavy with the events of the previous day. The anonymous message, the press storm, and the looming scandal surrounding Polaris AI all swirled together, refusing to let her rest.Determined to get answers, she got ready quickly, dressing in a sharp yet comfortable outfit, and headed straight for PR Horizon. Liam had gone out earlier on a business trip with Frank. By the time she arrived, Ethan was already waiting for her in the office, leaning against her desk with a cup of coffee in hand."You're early," Isabelle noted, dropping her bag on the chair.Ethan smirked. "So are you. I figured you wouldn’t be able to sleep with everything going on."Isabelle rasied a eyebrow at him. “I'm married Ethan. I slept well.” Ethan rolled his eyes. “Ouch, my fault for being single. I don't know what married life feels like.”She laughed, rubbing her temples. "You're not completely wrong, the
Isabelle stepped into the house, her entire body weighed down with exhaustion. It felt like she had been running on fumes the entire day, constantly on edge, constantly pushing forward, but never getting any closer to the truth. The scandal, the media, Vivian’s betrayal, Rachel’s disappearance—it was all too much.She shut the door behind her and let out a slow breath, rubbing her temples.Then, she noticed him.Liam was sitting on the couch in the dimly lit living room, one leg crossed over the other, his elbows resting on his knees. The sharp angles of his face were cast in shadow, but she could still see the tension in his clenched jaw, the storm brewing in his piercing blue eyes.He was waiting for her.The air between them was thick, heavy with unspoken words and bottled-up emotions."Liam," she murmured, surprised to see him.He stood up slowly, his movements deliberate, his gaze never leaving hers. "Do you have any idea how worried I was?" His voice was calm, but there was an u
Isabelle barely made it back inside after facing the press before her phone started vibrating relentlessly in her hand. Calls, messages, social media—her name was everywhere. Accusations flooded in from every corner of the internet, some calling her an irresponsible PR representative, others outright branding her a corporate traitor.Her hands trembled as she scrolled through the trending articles. Isabelle Rivers: PR Disaster? PR Horizon's Expert Caught in Scandal! Did She Leak the Polaris Tech's Past AI Breach?Ethan, who had followed her inside, noticed the way her jaw tightened and gently took her phone from her hands. "Stop reading those. They’ll only make things worse," he said, his voice firm but calm.She inhaled sharply, forcing herself to focus. "I need to find out how Rachel got that information."Ethan nodded. "We need to start digging, fast. We'll find something through the university press team head."Meanwhile, in PR Horizon’s main office, Allison and PR Horizon's manag
The tension in PR Horizon’s headquarters was almost suffocating. Every eye in the conference room was fixed on the screen displaying the live data from the Polaris AI launch. The numbers were climbing fast—downloads pouring in by the second. It should have been a moment of celebration, a victory months in the making, but an unsettling silence hung over the room.Allison crossed her arms, tapping her nails against the table impatiently. “Why hasn’t the pressmen from the University you visited uploaded anything yet?”Marcus leaned back in his chair, glancing at Isabelle. “The press team head looks like someone that would do some fact checks and all. Maybe she’s doing some final checks. Besides it's just afternoon, she'll post something.”“She should’ve posted something already, wasn't our agreement with her 11 o clock in the morning?” Allison snapped. “Isabelle, call her. See what’s taking so long. I can't take any slip ups or mistakes from college students.”Isabelle didn’t need to be
The café was quiet, save for the soft chatter of customers and the low hum of an espresso machine behind the counter. The scent of freshly brewed coffee and baked pastries lingered in the air, but Rachel barely noticed. She sat at a secluded corner table, fingers wrapped around her cup of cappuccino, her eyes darting to the entrance every few seconds.She checked the time. Isabelle was running late, which wasn’t unusual, but Rachel was more on edge than she would normally be.Only Isabelle knew about their meeting place.So how did this mysterious woman know?Rachel’s grip on her cup tightened as she thought about the letter and the USB drive sitting untouched beside her laptop. The woman who had handed it to her had spoken in a calm yet urgent manner, her face hidden behind a black nose mask."This is important for the decision you're about to make for your publication. I know how much you value the truth. I've signed a Non-Disclosure Agreement—that’s why I can't let you see my face.
The car glided smoothly down the highway, Marcos keeping one hand on the steering wheel while occasionally glancing at Isabelle. She sat beside him, arms crossed, staring out the window. The upcoming meeting with Everton University’s press team was important, but something else was on Marcos’ mind.After a few minutes of silence, he spoke.“ You're Isabelle Rivers, right?” Isabelle turned to face him, surprised that he's talking to her. “Yes, sir.” Marcus laughed lightly. “Sir? Oh please. You're probably older than me. Just call me Marcus.” Isabelle smiled weirdly in response and looked away.“So… I saw the news.”Isabelle didn’t react immediately. “What news?” she asked, not looking at him.Marcos chuckled lightly. “Come on. You and Liam Anderson, the CEO of Anderson Corp—the perfect power couple. The media can’t stop talking about you two. Your face was all over the news last week”At that, Isabelle’s jaw tightened slightly. “Is that so?”“I mean, yeah,” Marcos continued. “Everyw
Isabelle Rivers ran her fingers over the edge of the glossy wedding photo sitting on the table. She stared at the couple in the frame, their smiles frozen in time. The woman in the photo looked like a stranger—red-head, bright-eyed, radiant, and full of hope. Hope that had drained away, a long time ago. The reflection in the mirror beside the photo told a different story. She was the same woman in the picture but this time, she looked totally different. She was pale, she had dark circles around her eyes, and her lips were pressed into a thin, resigned line.The house around her was silent, except for the faint hum of the refrigerator in the kitchen. Richard hadn’t come home last night. It wasn't the first night that he had done this, but it hurt her every night. More so, when he didn't apologize or give a reason why he didn't come home. She tried not to think about where he had been or, more painfully, who he might have been with, but she couldn't help it. She also couldn't bring hers...
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