**Chloe's POV** My mother’s face was flushed with anger, her lips pressed into a tight line. She glanced at me briefly, as if weighing whether or not to continue. Finally, she turned her gaze back to my father, her eyes blazing with a fury I had never seen before. “Do you want to tell her, or s
**Chloe's POV** "Chloe, the funny part of all this is that Anna now knows the truth," my mum said, her voice dripping with a mix of bitterness and frustration. My heart sank further. The weight of the truth was crushing me, and the thought of Anna knowing everything made it all worse. She had alwa
Anna's POV I stepped out of my mansion, feeling at ease as I planned a quiet afternoon. I decided to stop by the grocery store to pick up a few ingredients for lunch. As I browsed the aisles, everything felt normal—until I stepped outside. Suddenly, I was surrounded by a swarm of journalists, ca
Anna's POV From the comfort of my car, after taking a a few calls, I watched as Luca came out of a store near,by, and immediat,ely, the paparazzi rushed towards him; I watched as the scene unfolded before me. The paparazzi swarmed around Lucas like vultures, their cameras flashing and microphones
Anna's POV: I walked into the grand conference room of one of the city’s most prestigious hotels, my heels clicking against the polished marble floor with each step. The atmosphere buzzed with the low hum of conversations and the occasional rustle of paper. The air was thick with anticipation, and
Anna's POV: "How is your company going to benefit society, and what contributions will you make to help the economy now that you are on top of the game?" the moderator asked. His tone was formal, but I could sense the underlying challenge, as if he was testing whether I could truly rise to the occ
Anna's POV: After the conference, the atmosphere was lighter as everyone began to mingle, exchanging business cards and making connections. I could sense the excitement and curiosity in the room; this was where real alliances were formed and futures were shaped. I seized the opportunity, engaging
Anna's POV: “This is my number,” Alex said, handing me a sleek black business card embossed with gold lettering. “I’m the one in charge of your father’s company here. If you ever need anything, don’t hesitate to reach out.” His tone was firm, almost commanding, and as I took the card, I couldn’t h