**Anna's POV** As I stepped out of my father’s private jet and made my way toward the car waiting for me, memories began to flood my mind like a tidal wave, pulling me under with their intensity. I thought back to the days when I suffered in silence, believing I was the unwanted daughter of the Sc
**Anna's POV** Instead of heading home, I went straight to the Scott family estate. I was done playing nice. The air was thick with tension as I stepped out of the car, my heels clicking sharply against the paved driveway. I walked with purpose toward the main entrance of the mansion. Each step I
**Anna's POV** "Well, now that you're here, why don't you tell me exactly what you want?" she said, trying to maintain her composure, but I could see the tension tightening around her eyes, the forced calmness in her voice. She was trying to stay in control, but I could feel the cracks beginning t
**Anna's POV** Business had been booming lately, and I was making sure to keep a close eye on everything happening on the ground. While things were going well for me, it was quite the opposite for my sister Chloe and her husband, Luca. Their relationship was a complete joke, a tangled mess of lies
**Anna's POV** The woman in front of me removed her cap and mask, revealing a face that was all too familiar. It was Chloe, my so-called sister, with her usual smug smile plastered across her face. She looked at me like she had just hit the jackpot, her eyes glinting with a mix of arrogance and mi
**Anna's POV** Just as I was about to leave the café, I caught a glimpse of Chloe striding in with her henchmen flanking her sides. For a moment, I wondered if she’d been following me. Her smug smile irritated me, but I kept my composure. She walked with a false air of authority, flaunting her sup
Anna's POV Luca smirked, but I caught the brief flicker of fear in his eyes. “Why would I help you?” he asked, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms, trying to look indifferent. “What’s in it for me?” I stared at him, incredulous. Did he really think this was some kind of joke? Did he
James joined me for dinner, and as we settled into our seats, the conversation naturally drifted toward business. He was always thorough, always keeping me updated on every move, every shift in the landscape. “Luca’s really in a tight spot now,” James said, taking a sip of his drink. “He’s lost a