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As I stepped into the quiet warmth of our home, the events of the night still played vividly in my mind. Leon’s kiss, the way it had caught me off guard, and how it had stirred feelings I wasn’t ready to confront. The thought of it sent a shiver down my spine, but I quickly shook it off as I made my way into the living room. And there, Aunt Lou sat comfortably on the couch, her favorite late-night talk show flickering on the screen.She looked up as I entered, her eyes full of curiosity. “Oh, Margarette, you’re home late. How was the dinner with Leon go?”I felt my heart skip a beat, the memory of our kiss flashing through my mind. I knew Aunt Lou would worry if she sensed something was off, and I didn’t want to burden her with my confusion. Plastering on a smile, I forced my voice to sound light and carefree. “Dinner was okay and we talked a lot about the plans, he said so much about trying move carefully and surely and there rest were more about trying to tell him what I want to w
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The smell of freshly brewed coffee lingered in the air as I sat by the window, watching the world pass by outside. The sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving a warm, orange glow that spread across the sky. Yet, the same questions that had haunted me since that day at Rosie's bakery continued to swirl in my mind. Why hadn't Leon contacted me? What did I say that might have caused this distance?My thoughts wandered back to our conversation at Rosie's. The way his eyes darkened when I told him we needed to stay neutral, that he shouldn't fall in love with me—it was as if a wall had suddenly sprung up between us. I only meant it as a way to protect us both, to keep things simple, but now I was starting to wonder if I had only made things more complicated.I sighed deeply, pressing my palms against my forehead. I had never been good at relationships, I guess and this was no exception. I mean look at my recently failed marriage, and now even a simple friendship with Leon seemed to h
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The evening air was cool as I stepped outside. My heart fluttered in my chest as I spotted Leon leaning casually against a sleek silver car parked in front of my house. It wasn’t the same car he had used before, but a different, more luxurious model that gleamed under the streetlights.I hesitated for a moment, feeling a strange mix of excitement and unease. Leon looked intently at me as I approached, a small smile playing on his lips, but there was something guarded in his expression. I wasn’t sure how to feel or what to expect from this night. The last time we spoke, things had been tense—my own words had put a distance between us that felt almost insurmountable.“Margarette,” Leon greeted me, his voice warm yet tinged with something I couldn’t quite place. He opened the car door for me, and I slid into the soft leather seat, feeling a bit out of place in such an extravagant setting.The silence between us was thick, and I struggled to find something to say. It wasn’t like me to
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“Another day thinking about it again…” I whispered to myself as I stretched my body to begin the day.The days following my dinner with Leon seemed to stretch endlessly, as if time itself had decided to crawl at a snail’s pace just to torment me. Each hour felt heavier than the last, weighted with the unresolved tension between us and the unsaid words that lingered like a ghost in the room. I desperately needed a distraction, anything to keep my mind from wandering back to that night, to the conversation that had left me feeling more lost than ever. And so I buried myself in housework, trying to exhaust my body so that my mind would finally relent. The pantry, long overdue for a reorganization, became my first project. I spent hours sorting through spices and canned goods, aligning jars and containers with an almost obsessive precision. But no matter how perfectly I arranged the shelves, it did nothing to quell the gnawing ache deep in my chest. When the pantry no longer offered an
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As Aunt Lou drove us toward the Montefalco villa, I could sense her unease. She gripped the steering wheel a little too tightly, her knuckles white against the leather. “Margarette, just a little reminder, this is as close as we can get. You know that we can’t stay too close. We’ll have to park at a distance or they might notice us,” she said, her voice tinged with concern.“I understand, Aunt Lou,” I replied softly. “We don’t have to get too close anyway. Just seeing the front view of the villa will be enough.”We eventually found a spot that wasn’t too far away. From where we parked, I could see the sprawling mansion, its grandeur still as imposing as ever. The perfectly manicured lawns, the towering gates—it all looked exactly the same, but the memories it held for me had changed.As we sat there, the villa looming in the distance, I couldn’t help but let my mind drift back to the three years I had spent inside those walls. “You know, Aunt Lou,” I began, my voice almost a whisper,
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The drive to the café was a blur of passing scenery, but my mind was stuck on one image: Justin, his hand on Regina’s back, guiding her out of the car like it was the most natural thing in the world. I couldn’t shake the sight, no matter how hard I tried to push it away. By the time Aunt Lou and I found a quiet corner in the café, the weight of it all was pressing down on me.Aunt Lou didn’t say anything at first, just ordered us both a cup of tea. But I could see the tension in her shoulders, the way her mouth was set in a tight line. When the waitress finally left us alone, Aunt Lou leaned forward, her expression dark.“I don’t understand how he could do that,” she began, her voice low and trembling with anger. “Bringing that woman into your home like it’s nothing. Like, it’s perfectly normal.”I wrapped my hands around the warm cup of tea, trying to find comfort in the heat. “It’s like he’s not still married to me,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “He’s acting like Regina has
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As soon as we walked into the store, the rows of gleaming iPhones caught my eye. I couldn't help but be drawn to the newest models, their sleek designs practically begging to be held. The sales clerk was on me in an instant, enthusiastically detailing all the latest features. I nodded along, but my mind was elsewhere—on the price tag that was far out of my reach.“I think this one would suit you perfectly,” the clerk said, handing me the newest model.I held it for a moment, admiring the smooth feel of it in my hand before handing it back with a tight smile. “It’s beautiful, but I’m just browsing today.”Leon, standing a few steps behind me, was watching quietly, his eyes narrowing slightly. He hadn’t said much since we’d arrived, but I could tell he was taking everything in. As I turned to walk away, pretending to be more interested in grabbing a bite to eat instead, he caught my arm gently. “You’re not getting the phone?” he asked, his tone light but probing.I shook my head, trying
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The weight of Leon's words lingered like a dark cloud over me, the knowledge that Wilma—my former mother-in-law—had orchestrated every vile act that had torn my life apart. The false accusations, the humiliation, the destruction of everything I had once held dear... it all traced back to her. My mind raced, desperate to find a way to use this information to turn the tide in court. But without Leon’s testimony, what could I possibly do?I was so consumed by these thoughts that I didn’t even notice Aunt Lou watching me from across the table. The savory aroma of the food in front of me, usually a comfort, barely registered. Aunt Lou had gone through the trouble of preparing one of my favorite dishes, but there I was, just staring at it blankly."Margarette," Aunt Lou's voice cut through the fog in my mind, startling me back to reality. I blinked, looking up to meet her concerned gaze. "What’s going on with you? You haven't touched your food."I glanced down at my untouched plate, realizi
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By the time night fell, I was standing in front of the gates of the Ashbourne Estate—my family’s former home.The place looked smaller now. Older. The paint was chipped, the garden overrun. It had been sold after my parents’ deaths, passed from one private owner to another, but Leon’s team had pulled strings, and the current occupant was conveniently out of the country.Still, stepping onto the grounds felt like walking through a graveyard.Leon followed silently behind me, flashlight in hand. “You sure you want to do this tonight?”I nodded. “If Elise’s father ever came back here… if he left something, it’s going to be hidden. I’ll know where to look.”And I did.The moment I stepped into the dusty main hall, memories hit me like a tidal wave. Laughter. The scent of my mother’s perfume. My father’s voice calling me to dinner. I paused, closing my eyes for a long moment, then moved deeper into the house.We headed toward the study.The one room always locked when I was a child. My fat
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The next moments happened in a blur.Vincent lunged—not toward Leon, but toward the desk, where a hidden button beneath the surface clicked ominously. A steel panel in the wall slid open, revealing a sleek weapon vault. He grabbed a gun without hesitation, but Leon was faster.Bang.The first shot rang out, grazing Vincent’s arm and sending him stumbling backward. Blood bloomed through the sleeve of his designer suit, but he didn’t cry out. He just smiled.“You really are your father’s daughter,” he said through clenched teeth.I leveled my own gun at him, hands trembling. “Don’t talk about him. You don’t get to.”His gaze flickered to me—sharp, cutting. “He begged for your life, you know. Right before the car went over the cliff.”That sentence felt like a knife to the ribs.Leon surged forward, grabbing Vincent by the collar and slamming him against the wall. “You murdered them. You murdered her parents for a deal that didn’t even last!”Vincent’s laugh was low and guttural. “Murder
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The flight to Zurich was tense. Leon barely spoke, his eyes fixed on the dark horizon outside the private jet’s window. Dorian was on his laptop, going over the intel they had gathered, while I sat quietly, my mind racing.Everything felt like a trap, but it also felt like the moment I had been waiting for—the one where the past and present collided in a blaze of truth and revenge.I turned to Leon. “You’re sure about this?”His jaw clenched, a muscle ticking in his temple. “I’ve never been more sure. Vincent Leclerc won’t see us coming.”“And when we get there?” I asked, my voice low. “What then?”“We take the drive. We make him pay for everything he’s done. To you, to your family, to everyone he’s destroyed.” Leon’s voice was filled with raw determination, but there was something more in his eyes—a promise of justice that had been a long time coming.I nodded, but doubts swirled in the pit of my stomach. As much as I wanted to destroy Vincent, I couldn’t shake the feeling that he ha
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The blast echoed like a thunderclap in my ears. For a split second, time fractured—the world slowing into broken shards of motion and sound.Leon shoved me to the side just before the bullet could hit.I hit the floor hard, my head spinning, as another shot cracked through the air. Dorian lunged forward, his gun raised, and Elise ducked behind the archway, vanishing into the dark like a phantom.“Leon!” I gasped, scrambling toward him.“I’m fine,” he grunted, crouching low. “You okay?”I nodded quickly. “Where is she?”“Gone,” Dorian snarled, checking the hallway. “But she won’t get far.”Blood. There was blood—just a scratch on Leon’s arm, but it was enough to ignite something wild in me. Elise hadn’t missed by much.“She’s trying to stall us,” Leon muttered, his jaw clenched. “She’s trying to buy her father time.”I stood, heart hammering. “We don’t have time to waste.”We pushed deeper into the estate, each creaking floorboard echoing under our steps. Every shadow seemed to stretch
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The air in Paris was crisp, carrying the scent of blooming lilacs and freshly baked bread. Yet, as we approached the Société Générale bank, the city's charm was overshadowed by the weight of anticipation. Leon held my hand tightly, his grip a silent reassurance.Inside the bank, the atmosphere was sterile, the walls echoing with the soft hum of fluorescent lights. A stern-looking clerk led us to the vault, her heels clicking against the marble floor. She paused before a large steel door, inputting a code before turning to us."Box 1083," she said, motioning us inside.The room was small, lined with safety deposit boxes of varying sizes. She retrieved ours and placed it on the table before exiting, leaving us alone.Leon looked at me, his eyes searching mine. "Ready?"I nodded, my heart pounding.He opened the box.Inside, we found a stack of documents with Detailed records of offshore accounts, shell companies, and financial transactions linking my father and Uncle George to Justin
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The days that followed were a storm of documents, strategy meetings, and surveillance reports. Letty took over the kids for a while, treating them to trips at the museum and letting them nap in the sunroom of her new apartment. Meanwhile, I sat in rooms with lawyers and digital forensics experts, digging into everything Christian Vance touched.It was Letty who uncovered the link.She burst into the study one evening, a tablet in hand. “He’s planning a boardroom coup,” she said breathlessly. “I checked the recent proxy votes. He’s been buying small shareholder stakes under alias accounts and has enough to sway decisions at Kwartz Global.”Leon went rigid. “That’s impossible.”“It’s not,” Letty said. “He’s doing it through employees of a now-defunct hedge fund linked to Justin’s mother.”I felt ice crawl up my spine.Justin’s mother—Vera. A name I hadn’t heard in over a year. A name that had once held the keys to my family’s downfall.“She’s still alive?” I asked.Letty nodded. “Barely
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The address came through at 3:14 a.m.A string of numbers. A location just outside Anacortes, where the city faded into the woods. The text had no name, no promise—just a timestamp, a photo of Marie looking terrified in a dimly lit basement, and a message:Come alone. Bring nothing. No cops. You want her alive.I didn’t wake Leon.Maybe because I knew he’d never let me go alone. Maybe because I needed to do this myself. Or maybe it was the cold certainty that this had always been about me, even when the players were different.I slipped into jeans, tied my hair into a messy knot, and left a note on the kitchen counter, my fingers trembling as I wrote it."If I don’t come back by dawn, don’t follow me. Find Marie. Get the truth out. Protect our kids. I love you."The drive was a blur of fog and nerves. The forest swallowed the road in twisted arms. The house was a crumbling thing, a relic from the 40s with its porch rotting and windows dark.I parked down the hill and approached on foo
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He burst through the side door with Riley right behind him, guns drawn.Vance froze. But only for a second.He raised the pistol toward me.The shot came—but not from his gun.Riley took him in the shoulder. Vance spun, dropped his weapon, and hit the floor.Leon crossed the room in seconds and pulled me into his arms."What part of 'don’t follow me' did you not understand?" I sobbed into his chest."The part where you thought I’d let you face him alone."We found Marie in the basement, bound but unharmed. Her eyes widened when she saw us, and she broke down as Leon cut the ropes.That morning, we handed Vance to the authorities.The evidence he held? It was real.But so was everything we had.I would carry the truth of my father’s choices. But I would not carry his sins.Leon stood beside me when I addressed the press days later."My father helped build a corrupt empire," I said. "And I’ve spent my life dismantling it. My legacy won’t be silence. It will be justice."It wasn’t over. B
