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### Cherry's POV If Mira only knew who she was dealing with, she wouldn’t have dared cross me. But she doesn’t, and that makes her reckless—a foolish pawn in a game far beyond her understanding. I listened to her and Sharon’s whispered conversations earlier, keeping my calm, knowing full well that soon, I’d catch them red-handed. Patience was my virtue. I thrived on playing the long game. Yet, tonight, I couldn’t shake the weariness crawling into my bones as I walked through the halls of the Legacy building, deliberately avoiding Dylan. It wasn’t easy avoiding him—how could it be when I worked in his office? He was always there, his presence filling the room even when he didn’t say a word. And today, he decided to corner me. “Cherry,” he said, his deep voice rolling out like a soft command. I paused, clutching my bag tighter as I turned to him. “Yes?” I tried to keep my tone polite, indifferent, but the way his piercing eyes locked on mine made it difficult to maintain my comp
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### Sharon's POV My name is Sharon, and I know exactly what I did. Am I regretting it? Not a single bit. She deserves every ounce of this. How dare she waltz into *our* company, parading herself like some untouchable celebrity? Cherry. That name alone feels like poison on my tongue. She’s come here to flaunt herself, to undermine everything I’ve worked for, and worst of all, to destroy the marriage I’m this close to having with Dylan. But no. Dylan barely even looks at me anymore. His once-warm eyes, the ones that used to light up whenever I entered the room, are now fixed on her. He can’t stop talking about her—*Cherry this, Cherry that.* Every time he mentions her charity work, it feels like a slap in the face. I’m losing him, I can feel it. I clench my fists so tightly that my nails dig into my palms. If I can’t get her out of Dylan’s life, I’ll get her out of this company. And if I can’t get her out of this company, then I’ll make sure her reputation is so thoroughly destroy
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cherry's POV I walked into the office with Dylan by my side, my heels clicking against the polished marble floor. The air was heavy, charged with tension I could almost taste. My heart raced, but my face remained calm, composed—a mask I’d perfected over the years. Inside, I was already piecing together the threads of the confrontation I knew was waiting for me. Dylan whispered, “Are you ready for this?” His voice was steady, reassuring. I nodded, flashing him a small, confident smile. “I’ve been ready for this since the moment it started.” As we stepped into the boardroom, the murmur of voices fell silent. Sharon and Mira were huddled together at the far end, their expressions shifting between smugness and unease. I could hear them whispering about my supposed "failure." They didn’t even bother to lower their voices, but I pretended not to hear. I moved to an empty chair and sat, crossing my legs gracefully, while Dylan stood protectively behind me. The assistant of one of the maj
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**Cherry's POV** I had been listening to Mira and Sharon's plot unfold like a badly directed movie. Did she honestly think I wouldn’t catch on? With wolf hearing like mine, their whispering was practically a public broadcast. Sharon's snide comments and Mira's venomous words only confirmed what I had suspected for weeks now—these women were scheming behind my back. But I wasn’t the naive Cherry they used to know. I had anticipated every move. The moment I overheard them hatching their plan, I discreetly planted my phone in the office to record. And when Dylan fired Mira, it was like watching karma arrive on a silver platter. During the meeting, Sharon kept shooting daggers at me with her eyes. Her lips curled into a sneer, her nails tapping on the table in agitation, but I didn’t flinch. I simply straightened my blazer and smiled faintly, as if daring her to say something. I wanted her to stew in her fury—it was a well-deserved punishment. Once the meeting ended, I made my
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**Cherry's POV** No matter what Sharon and Mira did or said, I told myself it wouldn’t get to me. Their words were just empty threats, a desperate attempt to console themselves after their first mission to ruin me had failed. When I overheard them plotting revenge, I’ll admit, a part of me wanted to confront them right there and then. I wanted to ask them what kind of twisted satisfaction they got from meddling in my life. But I didn’t. Instead, I forced myself to think rationally. If they were trying to get a rise out of me, I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction. After a long day at work, I went home, hoping for some peace and quiet. The next morning, I was having breakfast with my daughter, enjoying the rare moment of calm, when her innocent little voice shattered my composure. “Mommy,” she said, her small hands toying with her fork. Her big, curious eyes looked up at me with a question that made my stomach tighten. “When will I get a daddy?” The words hit me like a punch to
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### Selena's POV “Yes, Mom,” I mumbled, dragging my feet across the room as I reached for my schoolbag. When she said I should dress up for school, I knew she meant the extra lessons she had enrolled me in—lessons she insisted were necessary for me to excel academically. But my mind wasn’t in those lessons. Instead, I was fixated on the pictures someone had posted online. My chest tightened as I thought about how they were trying to ruin my mom’s reputation. Someone out there hated her so much they couldn’t stop until she was broken. I couldn’t let that happen. I love my mom more than anything. She had already sacrificed so much for me, and now I wanted to protect her. But how could I? I’m just a ten-year-old girl. Nobody would take me seriously, not even the police. They’d brush me off, calling my words “childish talk.” Then it hit me—Mr. Dylan. The moment his name popped into my mind, I had a plan. I raised my hand hesitantly during the lesson. “Madam, I don’t feel
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Cherry's POV I was stunned when those pictures surfaced online. I swear, I never expected this to happen—not now, not ever. The pictures were from a vacation in Paris with my ex-husband, Jack, taken years ago when we were still married. Back then, we were blissfully in love, or at least I thought we were. Jack hadn’t left yet, and life seemed perfect. He was the kind of man every woman dreamed of—a provider, a protector, someone who encouraged me to chase my dreams and even supported my education. He helped raise my daughter as if she were his own. I adored him. But Jack left. And why he left remains a mystery only he can answer. When I first saw those pictures, my heart dropped. Not because of nostalgia, but because I knew this wasn’t some random coincidence. Someone had dug them up, someone who wanted to ruin me. My reputation as a celebrity was already fragile, and this was the final nail in the coffin. As I stared at those photos plastered across every gossip site, anger bub
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**Cherry's POV** The air around me felt heavy, suffocating even, as I stormed down the hallway, clutching the small silver key in my palm. My mind raced, the words Dylan had said echoing in my ears like a broken record: *“I trust you. I’ve waited for ten years, and I think I can wait a little longer.”* His sincerity unsettled me, but I wasn’t about to let it deter me from my mission. The dim light at the end of the corridor flickered ominously as I approached the restricted room. The cold metallic key felt like it weighed a ton in my hand. A thousand thoughts whirled in my head, each one more chaotic than the last. Did Dylan really mean it when he said he trusted me? Or was this some kind of trap? My lips curled into a bitter smile. If he trusted me, then he was a fool. My hand trembled as I slid the key into the lock. A faint click echoed through the silence, and I hesitated, my pulse hammering in my ears. The door creaked open, revealing a dark, cavernous space beyond. A shive
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Cherry’s POVI stared at Dylan, my heart pounding in my chest. His deep brown eyes were filled with desperation, his hands gripping mine as if he were afraid I’d disappear again. The hospital room felt suffocating, the walls closing in on me as the weight of his words settled in.“Will you marry me, Cherry?” His voice cracked with emotion, his lips trembling. “I love you.”I sucked in a sharp breath, my throat tightening. My heart warred with my mind, torn between the past and the present. The pain, the betrayal, the years of loneliness—how could I just forget? My fingers twitched in his grasp, and I slowly pulled away, shaking my head.“I’m sorry,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “There are things I can forget, Dylan, but I can never forgive.”A heavy silence filled the room. I saw the heartbreak in his eyes, the flicker of hope extinguishing into despair. His shoulders slumped, his jaw clenched, and for a moment, I thought he migh
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Cherry’s POVI had just finished eating with my daughter, Selena, at the restaurant connected to the hospital. The food was nice, and for a brief moment, everything felt okay. No worries. No overthinking. Just a mother and daughter enjoying a peaceful meal together.But peace never lasted long in my life.Just as we were about to leave, Leonard walked in. He looked a little worn out, his sharp features slightly softened by fatigue. His shirt was unbuttoned at the top, and he ran a hand through his dark hair, exhaling as if he had been holding his breath all day.“What a coincidence, Miss Cherry,” he said with a small smile, sliding his hands into his pockets. “I’m actually here to eat. But, you know, your daughter is really friendly. I’d love to spend some time with her—talk more, maybe order her some ice cream. You can go ahead if you’d like.”I looked down at Selena, my little angel. She was practically bouncing with excitement.
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Cherry’s POVI couldn't explain the overwhelming joy that filled my heart the moment I found out Dylan was alive. My body trembled, not out of fear but from sheer relief. He was stable. No longer in a critical condition. My knees almost gave out beneath me as I rushed into his hospital room. My heart was thudding violently, as if it wanted to leap out of my chest and embrace him itself.Tears burned in my eyes, and I clutched my chest, struggling to breathe through the emotions choking me. I had been so scared—so, so scared that I’d lose him forever. The thought of him never opening his eyes again had made my world feel like a dark, empty void. But now, seeing him awake, those beautiful, familiar eyes blinking up at me, was like being given another chance at life."Dylan…" I whispered, my voice barely above a breath as I stepped closer.His gaze locked onto mine, his lips twitching slightly, as if he wanted to smile but was too weak to do so. My heart ached at the sight of him lying t
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Cherry’s POVFear gripped my chest like an iron fist, tightening with every second that passed. My breath came in ragged gasps, my entire body trembling as I struggled to hold back the tears threatening to spill over. My heart pounded so loudly in my ears that I could barely hear the doctor’s words.Critical condition.The phrase echoed in my mind like a cruel curse, stabbing into my soul. No, no, no—this wasn’t supposed to happen. He wasn’t supposed to get hurt. Not now. Not when I had just started to love him again. Not when I had just begun to let my guard down.I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms as I stared at the doctor, my lips trembling. “P-please, Doctor,” I choked out, my voice barely above a whisper. “Please save him for me.”The doctor’s gaze softened, and he gave a small nod. “We will do our best.”I couldn’t hold back anymore. A sob broke free from my lips as I buried my face in my hands. Around me, the atmosphere was suffocating. Dylan’s mother was cryin
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Cherry’s POVI never wanted this moment to come. I swore to myself I would never tell him. No matter what happened, I promised that I would take this secret to my grave. But now, standing here, watching my daughter's life hang in the balance, I have no choice.It feels like the world is caving in around me. My heart is pounding so hard that I can hear it in my ears. My hands are trembling, my breath uneven, but I have to do this. I have to save her.Gabriel's cold, merciless gaze locks onto me as he cocks his gun, his finger resting dangerously on the trigger. His expression is void of sympathy, void of patience. He wants an answer, and he wants it now."Yes!" The word bursts out of my mouth before I can stop it, my voice cracking under the weight of my fear. "Selena is your daughter!"A stunned silence follows. Even Dylan, who had been holding his breath, stiffens beside me. His eyes widen in shock, his lips parting as if he wants to say
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Cherry’s POVMy heart pounded against my ribcage, each beat a deafening echo in my ears. My hands trembled, my vision blurred with unshed tears as Gabriel’s cruel laughter filled the abandoned house. I stood frozen, my entire body paralyzed with terror, staring at my daughter—my sweet, innocent Selena—tied to a chair, her cheeks streaked with tears. Her small body shuddered with every sob, her wrists raw from struggling against the tight ropes."Mommy!" she cried, her voice hoarse from screaming. "Mommy, please help me!"My knees buckled beneath me, but I forced myself to stay upright. I had to be strong—for her. For my baby. My vision flickered between her terrified face and the gun clutched in Gabriel’s shaking hands, the muzzle pointed directly at her head.No.This couldn't be happening.“Gabriel, please,” I pleaded, my voice barely above a whisper. “She’s just a child. She has nothing to do with this. Let her go, and I’ll do whatever you want. Just don’t hurt her. Please…”But Ga
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Cherry’s POVFor weeks, we had scoured every inch of the city searching for Gabriel David’s cousin. Ever since he fled from the police the day we came looking for him at his office, he had vanished without a trace. No sightings. No leads. Nothing. At first, we thought he had simply gone into hiding, waiting for the storm to pass. But as time stretched on, we began to suspect the worst. Either he had left the city, or… he was dead.Still, if he was alive, I was certain of one thing—sooner or later, we would get our hands on him, and when that day came, the police wouldn’t hesitate to take him in. But until then, life had to go on.Dylan and I had been working closely together. If I was being honest, he was the best thing that had happened to me in a long time. Gone was the man with a troubled past, replaced by someone who had turned over a new leaf—a man who was kind, patient, and fiercely protective. If there was anyone I trusted completely, it was him.Everything seemed to be going s
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Gabriel’s POVIt had been nearly six months since everything crumbled. Six months since the trials, the investigations, and the bloodshed that stained my hands—though not in the way I had intended. I never wanted Cherry dead. No, she was the only person I truly cared about in that godforsaken mess. My plan had been simple: eliminate Dylan. But Sharon—reckless, unpredictable Sharon—had turned the gun on Cherry.The deafening crack of the gunshot still haunted my nights. The moment replayed in slow motion: Cherry’s widened eyes, the sharp gasp that never turned into a scream, the way her body crumpled to the ground before Maurice even had a chance to react. And then, chaos. Maurice lunged forward, but another shot rang out—this time, the bullet lodged deep into his chest. I remember the way his mouth opened in shock, his hands trembling as they clutched his wound. The horror, the betrayal written all over his face as he collapsed beside Cherry.Everything after that was a blur. Sirens.
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Cherry’s POVTears poured from my eyes, hot and unrelenting. My chest tightened, my breath came in short gasps, and my entire body trembled. I wasn’t just crying—I was breaking. Shattering. The weight of everything that had happened crashed down on me like a tidal wave, drowning me in pain, in disbelief.It all happened so fast. Too fast.One moment, I thought everything was finally going to be okay. I thought justice would prevail. I thought the nightmare was finally over. They had found out the truth—I was innocent. I wasn’t supposed to be in prison. My heart had soared with hope. Relief had flooded my veins like warm sunlight breaking through storm clouds.And then… gunfire.The deafening crack of a bullet split the air. And when I turned, my world stopped.Maurice.He was lying there. Motionless. A pool of crimson spreading beneath him. My heart clenched painfully, a scream lodged in my throat. No. No, no, no. This c
