Lyla’s POV. Seeing Bailey was a burst of emotions; after the wedding drama, Jace didn't let me leave the house because of the tension from the media and people; he was protecting me from the eyes of people. I Still had trauma from the accident but was on pills to stop the pain and anxiety. My sister hugged me tightly and I felt her tears drop on my shirt; she was filled with emotions because the news of my death got to her before I got the chance to tell her that I was alive. Her eyes were filled with both happiness and pity. “I am so glad you are alive. I don't know what I would have done if anything had happened to you. “I am fine, Bailey; nothing happened to me. I was involved in the accident, though I was unhurt. “That bastard and that witch need to pay for everything they did to you. I cannot believe Becky would do this to you after all you have done for her. The worst of it all is Chad. You practically built that company for him, and he transferred your shares to Becky like
Lyla’s POVWhen Jace heard about Becky’s podcast, he rushed home as quickly as he could, wanting to beat his family to the house. Ever since our wedding, they’d been on my case. They threatened me, told me to leave their son, but I couldn’t. I knew what awaited me out there in the cold, indifferent world. When Jace finally arrived home that day, I tried to tell him everything that had happened at the hospital. I tried to defend myself, to tell him I was innocent, but Jace held my hands gently and told me to save my strength.“You don’t need to worry about this,” he said, his voice calm and steady. “I know the truth. I’m handling it. I’ve connected with a few people who will get that video off the internet. And trust me, I’ll make sure that TV station pays for what they did. Who do they think they’re fooling? They messed with the wrong person.”As Jace’s hand rested on my shoulder, my eyes inadvertently drifted to his wedding band. It was a 6mm platinum band, understated yet elegant. T
Lyla’s POVJace was too busy packing his suitcase to pay attention to anything I said. I kept watching him, wondering what he was doing. I tried speaking to him, but he didn’t respond. His focus was on the task at hand, seemingly determined to block me out.“You’re not listening to me, Jace!” I said, frustration bubbling up inside. “The world is against me. Your family is against me. This situation isn’t good for you. I think you should divorce me and marry Sasha instead.”His back was turned, but I could still hear his voice, firm and unwavering. “Never. I don’t want to hear this anymore. You’re not going to talk about this again. I’m not marrying Sasha—not even as a second wife. So don’t bring it up.”I shook my head, feeling helpless. “And how do you intend to face your family? They’re breathing down your neck. How do you plan to shut them up?”“You don’t have to worry about that,” he said, his voice cold but calm. “Leave them to me.”But I couldn’t help myself. I needed answers, s
Lyla’s POVWe were back in the room. “I knew it,” I muttered under my breath. My fingers trembled when I held the staff ID from Scandal Central in my hand. “I knew she was up to no good the moment she flashed that fake smile. You should have let me teach her a lesson she would never forget.”Jace shot me a look, his jaw tight with anger. But his gaze softened a little as he exhaled deeply. “Not yet. I don’t want her to know that I saw the ID. I need to figure out what she’s really after. If we want to beat them at their game, we need to play it smart. Right now, I’m done playing the nice guy. I don’t care what the world thinks about me. I’m going to keep doing what I’m doing until I expose Becky and Chad.”I stared at the ID one last time before letting it drop to the table. The realization was sinking in. Sia wasn’t just a friend here to help me. She was more tangled up in this mess than I’d ever imagined.Jace pulled me out of my thoughts when he handed me a photo. It was a funeral
Lyla’s POVAll roads led to Nestle Care Health Center. The ride seemed slow, and I had no idea how we magically left Hawaii, but all I knew was that we were on our way to the hospital. By the time we pulled into the parking lot, I couldn’t wait for the car to stop. I jumped out so quickly that I nearly injured myself rushing to the hospital reception. My breath was ragged, and it felt as though I might pass out if I said another word.“Calm down, ma'am. Do you have an emergency? Is there a patient in your car?”“No! I’m here to see my sister,” I panted, struggling to get the words out. It was then that Jace walked in, since I hadn’t waited for him to park properly before rushing inside.The nurse asked, “What’s your sister’s name?”“Bailey. Bailey Martins. She’s the one with the gunshot wound,” I added, and the nurse didn’t need to check her computer further.“Oh, right. She got out of surgery a few hours ago. Take the elevator to the third floor, turn right, and head to Ward 6.”“Tha
Lyla’s POV. I rushed to the location Jace gave me; it was the location of his warehouse. He didn't want me to come, but I needed to see the face of the monster that shot my sister. I picked up the car keys and drove to the warehouse; it was almost midnight so the road was free. I was driving above 100 miles per hour and at that point, I didn't care if I got pulled over or not. I arrived at the warehouse and drove in, parked the car outside and walked down to the basement where Jace had asked me to come. I got to him and I couldn't see the face of the guy clearly because he was tied to a chair and his face was covered in bruises and blood. Jace was seated at the end of the room and his legs were on the table as he puffed his big cigar. His boys were the ones handling the criminal; Jace had about 20 men present in the warehouse that night. “You monster!” I rushed to hit him but I was taken aback when I saw the face of the person; it was Bailey’s childhood sweetheart, Richard. When
Lyla’s POVI was finally going to experience the joy of motherhood, and my heart was soaring with excitement. The moment I found out I was pregnant, I felt like a weight had been lifted. I was going to prove to the world that I wasn’t barren, that I could have a child, that I was fertile. Ever since I discovered the pregnancy, I couldn’t help but touch my tummy every chance I got. Jace would bring me breakfast in bed every morning before heading off to work, and every evening, he would massage my feet—without fail.“Do you really have to do all of this?” I asked, looking down at him as he gently massaged my foot with lavender oil. It felt wonderful, but I needed to make sure it wasn’t too much for him.“Just stay still and enjoy the treat. The doctor said you should rest and eat well, and I’m going to make sure that happens.” He smiled at me as he continued his task.“But you do this every day—massaging my feet, rubbing my back, and my waist. It’s a lot.”“You’re carrying my first chi
Lyla's POVI stepped out of the bathroom and made my way to the closet to change. As I was rummaging through my clothes, I saw Jace, already dressed and preparing for work."Oh, you're finally out," he teased, raising an eyebrow. "I was starting to wonder if you were ever going to come out. You took longer than usual in the shower today.""Well," I said, shrugging as I pulled on a blouse, "I was enjoying the peace and quiet. Didn't want to leave the shower, honestly.""Did you hear the news?" Jace's tone was more serious now, and I could tell something was on his mind."What news?" I asked, feeling a slight itch in my ear. I hoped it wasn’t anything bad."Chad’s company just lost over $10 million," he said, his voice low.Apparently,Chad added Becky to his board of directors, and she advised him to invest in a deal that completely fell apart. Now, his company's net worth is plummeting. If they don’t turn things around soon, they're going to end up in a lot of debt."What?" The shock h
Lyla’s POVI couldn’t calm Jace down. My own emotions were a whirlwind—shock and rage mixed together in a storm that left me speechless. The damage was unimaginable. Products worth millions had been ruined in an instant, and not a single thing could be saved. It felt like a nightmare, and in the midst of it, Jace was absolutely fuming. I didn’t know what to say to comfort him. Not now. Not when we were in the middle of a crisis. The only thing that mattered was finding out who was responsible for this sabotage.Jace shot up from his seat, his face twisted in anger. He grabbed the factory manager by the shirt, lifting him off the ground. The poor guy’s feet hung suspended in the air, his eyes wide with fear. I could see it in Jace’s face: if someone didn’t stop him soon, this could spiral into something worse.“Jace, please!” I couldn’t even finish my sentence before he turned and looked at me, his eyes wild with fury.“Who the hell sabotaged my product?” Jace’s voice thundered, his wo
Lyla's POVWe stayed in the car, waiting as the officers quickly took action. They cleared the press away, and although it was a struggle, they managed to do it. Eventually, we were led into the Feds building, where I sat beside Jace, we held hands as we waited for the state head. A wave of pain hit me in my stomach, but I did my best to hide it. I couldn’t let him see it—not now. He was already under so much stress, and I knew how deeply he cared about me. I didn’t want to distract him."I’ll be brief, Mr. Jace," the head of the department said, his tone formal. "This offense is serious. It’s a state-level crime, and you’re facing jail time and a hefty fine for the damages your company may owe. It could cost you a fortune."Jace shook his head. "As I said, Officer, this must be a mistake. There’s no way my drink could contain the substances you mentioned. It’s just not possible."I nodded in agreement. But the officer wasn't convinced. He reached into a drawer and pulled out a stack
Lyla’s POV“An illegal substance in my drink? That’s impossible,” Jace said, his voice a low, incredulous laugh. His usual confidence seemed rattled, though he tried to maintain composure. “We just rebranded that drink a few weeks ago. We even did the launch yesterday! How could something that just entered the market days ago test positive for anything? There’s been some sort of mistake, I’m sure of it.”The officer, a woman with short black hair and sharp eyes, stood her ground. “There’s no mistake, Mr. Jace. The lab results are clear. The drink tested positive for codeine and ethanol, both controlled substances. What’s worse, it’s widely consumed by underage children, which is illegal. We’ll have to take you in for questioning.”“No!” Mrs. Karev exploded. Her face was red with fury. “I won’t let you do this! Where’s your warrant?”“Here you go, ma’am,” the officer replied, handing over the arrest warrant. Mrs. Karev grabbed it quickly, scanning the document before glaring at Jace.T
Jace PovExcuse me officers, this can't be true.Only I and Lyla have access to the formula used in preparation of the drink.The same drink that was taken by everyone at the party last weekend?How come it's now poisonous to the public.The person in charge of mixing the drink was interrogated and claimed that Lyla paid him to add additional substances to the drink.Impossible, Lyla will never do such a thing, Jace said.Exactly,how can I do such a thing when all I ever wanted is for the company and family business to expand.The Government officials then asked for video footage to ascertain what actually went wrong, they showed him CCTV footage of a girl who looks exactly like Lyla and even wears her kind of clothes. To top that, they show him the receipt, showing that a huge amount of money left Lyla’s bank account. Jace, please don't listen to them, can't you see I've been framed here?I can't even remember the last time I went on a shopping spree.Can't you see this has been pl
Lyla’s POV“So, because you managed to pull off just one project, you think you can sleep all day? Is that how Mr Karev and I built this company?” Mrs. Karev’s voice sliced through the room. “I always knew you were the bad egg dragging Jace down. I have never liked you and you always give me a reason to hate you! How can you still be in bed by this time? No wonder you cannot produce any child because God knows you cannot take care of them.“Mum!” Jace barked, his voice frustrated. “It’s too early for this.”“Early?” Mrs. Karev scoffed. “It’s past 10 AM, and here you are, sleeping like a couple of jobless people.”“Good morning, Mrs. Karev,” I said, my voice cutting through the tension.“There’s nothing good about this morning, Lyla. You’d better get up, get out of bed, and make breakfast for me and my son. I’m sure Jace didn’t marry you to have you lounging around the house. If there’s nothing else to do, go unload my suitcases from the car.”“Suitcases? I thought you were only stayin
Lyla's POVI froze on the bed, and the only thought racing through my mind was how much pressure I was going to be under. If I allowed it, Mrs. Karev would become a thorn in my side the moment she stepped foot in our home.“I don’t understand,” I said, my voice tinged with frustration. “Why is she moving in with us? She has a whole mansion to herself. Why does she need to come live here?” I frowned, and Jace immediately noticed my reaction.“I know this is going to inconvenience you a lot,” he began, but I interrupted him before he could finish.“Yes, it is!” I snapped, my voice sharp.“She’s only staying for a week or two, I promise. She says she wants to spend time with me since I won’t be going to the family house. She misses me, you know? I’m her only child. I have to understand her, too. I know she can be a handful, but please, just put up with her for this period.”I stood up from the bed, and Jace reached for my arm, pulling me gently back toward him. I pulled away, not ready t
Lyla’s PovMy mood changed instantly.“What? Why?”Don't tell me you accepted her proposal,I asked with a very stern face.You know how sour our relationship is,you know she doesn't like me, please tell me you refused, talk to me babe i said my heart racing at a very fast pace.I'm sorry my love,she insisted and I couldn't help it, so I gave her the go ahead to come over, I'm sorry “Someone pinch me, probably I'm dreaming”. You did what? Tears filling up and blurring my vision.How could you babe, you were present at the rebranding party, you were there when she said all those mean things to me and you still accepted for her to move in with us without even informing me?How am I supposed to live with a woman who hates me so much, who's never pleased with anything I do as long as it comes from me.How could you Jace, I feel betrayed,how could you do this to me Oh! My nightmares just began.You're rarely home during the day,how do I cope at home alone with your mother now.Before I c
Lyla's POVMy heart skipped a beat when I walked into the bedroom and saw Jace holding my phone. His expression was unreadable, and I couldn’t tell if he was angry or upset. I froze in the doorway, unsure how to react. I just stood there, eyes locked on him, trying to figure out what was going on.“Here, you have a message,” Jace said casually, handing me the phone. He didn’t seem angry, just… detached, as though nothing was wrong. He pressed something on the screen and then went back to typing on his MacBook. I thought he might shout or confront me about something, but instead, he just handed me the phone and stayed silent.I took the phone from him slowly, expecting him to say more. But he didn’t. My hand trembled slightly as I glanced down at the screen, still unsure of what to say or do. I deleted the message from Abel without a second thought and blocked his number again. The last thing I wanted was to give Jace any reason to think something was going on.After a long silence, Ja
Lyla’s POV.It had been such an exciting night. Bailey and I didn’t sleep at all, staying up in her room, dancing, celebrating, and laughing until we were breathless. We had some drinks, but I didn’t go overboard—I was already tipsy, and Jace would’ve hated it if he found out I continued drinking after he got home. We finally collapsed on her bed, but the joy didn’t stop. We kept talking, laughing, and sharing our happiness.“I can’t believe this, sis! I’m getting married!” Bailey’s voice was filled with pure joy. “I’m getting married to the man I love the most. Can you believe that?”“I’m so happy for you, Bailey,” I said, my heart swelling with pride. “I knew everything was going to work out. God always has a plan for us.”“Sis, you have no idea how much I love this man,” she continued. “He’s not just wealthy, but also so caring and kind. And you won’t believe it—he gave me another million to help with my business startup!”“What?!” I sat up, completely stunned. “Girl, you are so lu