Electra POV I stood frozen, my mind reeling from the shocking revelation. Knoxville and Maxwell, brothers? I never saw that coming. Their contrasting personalities baffled me - Maxwell's calm demeanor versus Knoxville's explosive temper.Memories flooded my thoughts. When I first met Knoxville, he seemed just like Maxwell - composed, charming. But that facade crumbled, revealing a manipulative, cheating heart. He used me, betrayed me with my friend, and discarded me like trash.A chill ran down my spine. Their family's history painted a disturbing picture. Knoxville's father, a philandering man who cheated on his mother with his secretary, spawning Maxwell. Was this toxic behavior ingrained in their DNA?"I made a mistake calling him my boyfriend," I muttered.My lips trembled, bitten hard to stem the emotions.I had lied, of course. Knoxville was my ex-husband, a secret I dared not reveal. Better to keep it hidden, avoid the messy truth.My eyes wandered, lost in thought. Had I esca
Knoxville POV I paced around my room, my mind racing with unsettling thoughts. My suspicions had been aroused since Henry revealed Maxwell's investment in Electra's company. But the notion that they might be romantically involved? Unthinkable. How did they even cross paths?The possibility still lingered, refusing to dissipate. My patience was wearing thin, and the mere thought of Electra with my half-brother, my arch-nemesis, ignited a fire within me.Determined to uncover the truth, I had tasked Henry with digging deeper. But the silence since then had been deafening.Just as I was lost in thought, Henry burst into my room, his expression a mix of urgency and revelation."Did you find anything?" I asked, my voice laced with anticipation.Henry nodded, taking a seat in the chair facing me. "They've known each other for five years now," he revealed, his words dropping like a bombshell.I felt like I'd been punched in the gut. Five years? How could this have gone undetected?"What els
Author POV Knoxville's determination drove him to seek out Electra, and Henry obligingly chauffeured him to her company. As they arrived, Knoxville parked his car in the garage and stepped out, Henry following closely behind. Knoxville's heart raced as he pushed through the revolving door, Henry at his side.Upon entering, they were greeted by the receptionist's warm smile. "Welcome, gentlemen. How may I assist you?""I'm here to see Electra," Knoxville announced, his voice firm.The receptionist's expression turned apologetic. "I'm afraid she's currently in a meeting with her team. Would you mind waiting?"Knoxville nodded curtly, and they made their way to the waiting room. Plush leather sofas and polished wood accents enveloped them in comfort.As they sat, Henry turned to Knoxville, concern etched on his face. "Are you sure she's not going to be upset seeing you here?"Knoxville scoffed, his jaw set. "I have to face her, no matter what. This can't be avoided."Henry raised an ey
Electra POV I exhaled sharply as he walked out of my office, leaving me seething. My fists clenched, I slammed them onto the desk, making the pens and papers jump."What did he take me for?" I muttered, my voice laced with indignation. "Does he think I still have feelings for him?" The thought repulsed me. "I resent him, not love him."I took a deep breath, attempting to compose myself. My subconscious mind piped up, its voice a nagging whisper."Perhaps you should tell him about his daughter. He deserves to know he has a responsibility."I snarled, silencing the voice. "Shut up!" My palm slapped the desk, the sound echoing through the room. "Who says I'm not capable of taking care of my daughter?"My anger boiled over, I shot up from my chair and strode to the water cooler. I gulped down a glass of water in one swift motion, feeling the cool liquid calm my frayed nerves.As I stood there, I couldn't shake off the lingering emotions. His presence still lingered, stirring up memories
Author Electra pulled up to Richardo's grand estate, the soft glow of the evening lights casting an inviting ambiance. She took a deep breath, steadying herself for the meeting ahead, as she parked her car outside the imposing entrance. Stepping out onto the paved driveway, the crunch of gravel beneath her heels echoed through the stillness.As she shut the car door, the sound seemed to punctuate her resolve. With determined strides, Electra approached the entrance, where a smartly uniformed guard stood watch."I'm here—" Electra began.The guard's knowing smile cut off her introduction. "Welcome, ma'am. Sir Maxwell already informed me of your arrival. Please, go right in."With a courteous bow, he stepped aside, gesturing toward the open door. Electra's eyes flicked to the guard's name tag – Jenkins – before she nodded her appreciation.As she entered the mansion, Electra was enveloped by the opulent décor and the soft hum of classical music. As Electra navigated the familiar hallwa
Maxwell's eyes lit up with warmth as he reminisced, "My mum, she's the one who taught me how to make good meals. She loves cooking for dad, and was always intentional about putting love into every dish." Electra's lips curled into a gentle smile, intrigued by the affectionate tone."That must have been a real challenge growing up in a family with two wives," Electra asked, her curiosity getting the better of her. Maxwell's expression remained calm, unfazed by the probing question."Not at all," he replied. "His first wife passed away when I was just three years old, and it was only after a year of grieving that my dad married my mother. Plus, Knoxville, my half-brother, lived most of his life abroad, so we didn't really overlap much." Electra's eyebrows arched slightly, her eyes sparkling with interest."Oh, I see," Electra said, her smile deepening. She leaned in slightly, her voice taking on a conspiratorial tone. Electra let out a contemplative sigh, her voice laced with concern.
Henry's expression turned concerned as he placed a hand on Knoxville's shoulder. "Don't you think you should take a break and spend some time in the countryside? Or perhaps travel to England for a while?" he suggested.Knoxville's face twisted in disdain. "Did you think I should run away like a coward that I've always been?" he asked, his voice laced with sarcasm.Henry's eyes softened. "I'm not saying you're a coward, Knoxville. I just think you need some time alone to clear your head and shake off all the negativity."He paused, his voice gentle. "The countryside is where you spent happy times with your mom. It's your sanctuary. Maybe being there will help you find peace again."Knoxville's smirk deepened, his eyes flashing with defiance. "That's running away, and I won't do that," he said dismissively.Henry sighed, his hand dropping from Knoxville's shoulder. "Fine, but know this: you can't keep bottling up your emotions. Sooner or later, it'll consume you."Knoxville's gaze harde
Henry walked into the sleek, modern lobby of the Scofield Company, his disguise transforming him into a stranger. He adjusted his suit, adopting a confident air.As he approached the reception desk, the receptionist looked up, her eyes locking onto his."How may I help you, sir?" she asked, her voice professional.Henry cleared his throat, deepening his voice. "I'm here for a business meeting with Mr. Matthew Scofield."The receptionist's fingers flew across her keyboard. "Are you Mr. Henry Smith?" she asked.Henry nodded, his expression serious.The receptionist smiled. "Welcome, Mr. Smith. Mr. Scofield is expecting you. Please, take a seat."She gestured to the plush waiting area.Henry sat, scanning the lobby's opulent decor.Within minutes, the receptionist's phone buzzed."Mr. Scofield will see you now," she announced.Henry stood, straightening his tie.As he followed the receptionist to Matthew Scofield's office, his mind raced with strategy.The door swung open, revealing Matt
"Mr. Knoxville, the blood on the cloth matches yours," the doctor announced, his voice measured.Knoxville's eyes widened as he took a long, deep breath, processing the revelation."I knew I was right," he whispered, his voice trembling. "She actually had my child."His mind reeled, memories flooding back.The doctor's expression turned curious. "Did you have a child, Doctor Knoxville?" he asked.Knoxville's gaze snapped up. "Steve, I've told you to stop referring to me as 'Doctor'," he corrected. "I stopped practicing surgeon a long time ago."The doctor's smile faltered. "Sorry, old habit,"Dr Steve said. "And, by the way, we used to be colleagues. You didn't bother inviting me to your wedding."Knoxville stood, his movements deliberate. "That's because I didn't have one," he replied, his tone even.Steve's eyes widened. "You're still married to your work, I see," he quipped."I think you should mind your business," Knoxville said, his voice firm, as he stood up, ready to walk out o
As they waited anxiously, the hospital staff rushed the little girl into the operating theater. Electra slumped against the wall, worry etched on her face.Knoxville stood beside Henry, his voice low. "She called her her daughter. Are you sure she's her niece, like you claimed?"Henry's expression turned cautious. "That's the information I found. Did you suspect something was off?"Knoxville's brow furrowed. "Why did I feel a connection with the girl? And she said 'we will lose her'... It sounded like more than just concern for a niece."Henry's eyes narrowed. "I'll investigate further.""Did you think I should ask her?" Knoxville wondered aloud, his brow furrowed in contemplation. "Why did I have the feeling she has a daughter for me?"Henry's expression turned thoughtful. "The little girl has the same eyes as you, even though she looks like Electra. I clearly saw it before she closed her eyes. It was as if I was looking at you."Knoxville's gaze intensified, his mind racing. "I shou
Author POV "Gosh! What's this?" Knoxville asked Henry, his voice laced with incredulity as he gazed at the unusual location."That's where he chose, Sir. And Maxwell refused to go," Henry explained, his expression neutral. "So your dad insisted you take his place."I couldn't help but clench my fist together, frustration simmering beneath my surface."What type of human would choose such an important meeting to happen at the Zoo?" Knoxville asked, shaking his head."He's a client, an investor, for that matter," Henry replied, his tone measured. "We should respect his decision, Sir."Knoxville's eyes narrowed. "Respect? This is unorthodox, Henry. What's the logic behind meeting at the reptile house?"Henry's expression remained composed. "Mr. Jenkins has a fascination with exotic animals, Sir. He believes the unconventional setting will foster creative thinking."Knoxville snorted. "Creative thinking? Or is he just trying to ruffle our feathers?"Henry's gaze flicked to Knoxville befo
Electra POV Arriving home, exhausted from the long day, I pushed open the door and was immediately enveloped in the warm glow of the living room. My gaze fell upon the most precious sight - my baby, peacefully sleeping on the sofa, her tiny chest rising and falling with each gentle breath.I walked softly towards her, not wanting to disturb her serene slumber. Her tiny hands were curled into fists, and her soft, pink lips were slightly parted, emitting tiny puffs of air." Why did you let her sleep on the sofa?" I asked her nanny, trying to keep my voice down. "Why didn't you take her to her room?"Nanny looked up from her seat beside my baby, a sympathetic smile on her face. "She just fell asleep, and she insisted on waiting for you because you promised to spend the night with her. But she fell asleep before you came home, and I didn't want to move her."I felt a pang of guilt and regret, scooping up my baby into my arms. "There was traffic, that's why I'm late," I explained, feelin
Maxwell's eyes sparkled with curiosity as Electra settled into their table for two at the upscale restaurant. The soft glow of candlelight danced across her face, illuminating her radiant smile."You seem positively electrified today," Maxwell observed, his voice tinged with amusement.Electra's eyes shone like stars, her enthusiasm irrepressible. "I am! Today, I finally get to meet Rachael Lee."Maxwell's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "You mean the Rachael Lee?" he asked, his tone incredulous.Electra nodded vigorously, her ponytail bouncing with the motion. "The one and only – Rachael Lee, President of KT Company."Maxwell whistled softly. "That's a big deal. What's the meeting about?"Electra leaned in, her voice filled with excitement. "You won't believe the news. She's investing in our project, taking a whopping 25 percent share."Maxwell's eyebrows shot up in incredulity. "KT, of all companies? They've been unresponsive to our messages despite being above them, let alone investi
Electra and Matthew stood outside the company, flanked by their employees, who were all buzzing with anticipation. They awaited the arrival of the esteemed Mrs. Rachael Lee, a business magnate renowned for her shrewd acumen and impeccable taste.Suddenly, a sleek convoy of three cars glided into the company's parking lot, coming to a halt directly in front of the building. The employees straightened, their faces set with respect.A burly guard swiftly exited the lead vehicle and hastened to open the door for Mrs. Lee. As she emerged, her poised figure commanded attention. Her tailored suit accentuated her confident stride.The employees bowed slightly, their heads dipping in unison, before respectfully lifting their gazes to meet hers.Electra and Matthew stepped forward, warm smiles spreading across their faces."Welcome, Mrs. Rachael Lee," Electra said, her voice infused with sincerity. "It's an honor to finally meet you."Matthew echoed Electra's greeting, his handshake firm.Mrs.
Aunty Rachael had asked me to meet her and my mother at their usual spot, a place filled with nostalgia and cherished memories. Despite not having been there in a long time, I felt a surge of excitement as I made my way to the location.As I pulled up to the area, I was taken aback by its transformation. The once-familiar landscape had undergone a stunning metamorphosis."Are you sure it's this area?" Henry asked, his brow furrowed in confusion. "This place looks so modernized."I smiled, nostalgia washing over me. "It's my mum and aunt's holiday resort," I explained. "I couldn't forget this place, even if I tried. The area was just renovated, that's all."Henry's eyes widened as he took in the sleek, contemporary buildings and lush greenery. "Wow, it's unrecognizable," he said.As we stepped out of the car, the warm sunshine and gentle breeze enveloped us, carrying the sweet scent of blooming flowers.I led Henry through the resort's elegant entrance, where a sparkling water feature
Knoxville POVI sat at my desk, surrounded by stacks of files and documents, my eyes scanning the papers as I worked. Henry stood beside me, his helpful presence a welcome respite from the chaos of the day."I've been wondering," Henry said, his voice low and thoughtful. "Are you absolutely sure your dad didn't know about the KT company?"I looked up, meeting Henry's inquiring gaze. "Of course not," I replied, my tone confident. "It was registered under my name and my mother's."Henry's eyebrows furrowed. "But what does KT stand for?"I leaned back in my chair, a mix of emotions swirling within me. "K stands for Knoxville, my name, and T stands for Tiana, her first name."Henry's eyes widened. "It's a family legacy, then?"I nodded. "Yes. It's actually a foundation started by my mother. She wanted to tell Dad about it, but..." My voice trailed off, memories flooding my mind."She found out something, didn't she?" Henry prodded gently.I sighed. "Yes. She discovered something that mad
Knoxville's face darkened, his eyes blazing with intensity. He took a deep breath, his fist clenched together, as if restraining himself from lashing out. "I don't believe you can win," he growled. "Once a loser, always a loser. You've always been a loser, and I won't watch you win."Maxwell burst into laughter, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "I guess I should have known who I'm dealing with," he said, chuckling. "I forgot you're a stone that can't be broken easily."Knoxville's jaw clenched, his anger palpable. "It's good you remember," he warned, his voice low and menacing. "I'll give you my last warning: don't joke with her. Electra's off-limits."Maxwell's grin widened, his eyes glinting with defiance. "I'll do more than joke with her," he challenged. "I'll marry Electra, and you'll do nothing about it."The air thickened with tension as Knoxville's face twisted in rage. His fists trembled, and for a moment, it seemed he might lunge at Maxwell."You're pushing your luck," Knox