He swallowed hard, his hands still trembling as he clasped them together, as if trying to keep himself from falling apart. “I was wrong, Eva. I know I can’t change the past, but I’m asking for your forgiveness. Please… I need you to understand.”I shook my head, a bitter smile tugging at my lips. “F
Chapter 73Sara’s Point of ViewI strolled through the mall, the chatter of shoppers buzzing around me like a faint hum. As I passed by one store window after another, my phone buzzed in my hand. Expecting a routine update, I barely glanced at the screen before I opened my email.And then I froze.I
“You know,” a middle-aged woman said to her friend, not even glancing at me as I passed by, “Sara Brown’s career has been on a steady decline. It was only a matter of time.”Her friend nodded, looking sympathetic but not surprised. “Maybe she’s finally lost her touch. It’s not like she was ever that
Chapter 74Sara’s Point of ViewI threw my phone across the room, barely satisfied when it crashed into the wall, leaving a tiny crack on the plaster. It wasn’t enough not nearly enough to match the rage bubbling inside me. How could they drop me? I had worked with that brand for years, posed in the
Chapter 75Max’s Point of ViewThe silence in my office was deafening, broken only by the faint hum of the air conditioning. I sat at my desk, staring blankly at the stack of files I should have been working through. But my mind wasn’t in the room it hadn’t been for days. It hadn’t been for weeks, t
Chapter 76SARA POINT OF VIEW I stormed out of Max's office with my blood boiling so hot I could barely see straight. My heels stabbed the marble floor with each step, echoing my rage through the hallway. The nerve of that man! After everything everything I've done for him, this is how he treats me
Chapter 77: Sara's Point of ViewI couldn't breathe. My chest hurt. My hands shook. The fancy room around me felt too small, like the walls were closing in. The only sound was that stupid old clock going tick-tick-tick on the fireplace, like everything was normal. But nothing was normal anymore. No
"Look at me," she ordered.I stared at the wall instead. The fancy wallpaper got all blurry as tears filled my eyes. I blinked hard. Sara Brown doesn't cry. That's what Mom always taught me. Crying is for weak people. We're not weak."Look. At. Me." Mom's voice got even scarier, like ice about to cr
The backstage chaos of Paris Fashion Week swirled around Sara like a tornado. Models rushed between makeup stations, stylists shouted instructions in multiple languages, and someone nearby was having a meltdown about a broken heel. But Sara couldn't focus on any of it. The walls of the massive venue
The grand dining room of the Brown mansion sparkled with its usual Sunday elegance, but tonight the atmosphere crackled with unspoken tension. Crystal glasses clinked too loudly against china plates as the family attempted normal conversation around the elephant in the room. "Pass the potatoes?" Ev
Josh's Point of View The nightmares returned last night. Faces from my past, screams in dark alleys, blood on my hands that no amount of success could wash away. I jolted awake in my mansion suite, sheets tangled around me, heart pounding against my ribs. My phone showed three missed calls from He
Eva's Point of View The Brown Enterprises conference room buzzed with barely contained hostility. Camera flashes popped like lightning as reporters jostled for position, their hungry eyes fixed on the empty podium. Behind the scenes, I watched Sara pacing, her face pale but determined. "You don't
Sara's Point of View The morning started like a dream. My first major runway show for Paris Fashion Week, everything I'd worked so hard to achieve finally coming true. I should have known it wouldn't last. Nothing good in my life ever does. The first hint came during makeup. Victoria Stone, superm
Sara's Point of View The morning started with an urgent text from Eva about a "childcare emergency." I rushed to the mansion, expecting chaos, only to find four suspiciously well-behaved children setting up what appeared to be a romantic picnic in the garden. "Aunty Sara!" Mia bounced over, her pr
"Operation Love Birds is now in session!" Mia declared, banging her plastic princess wand against her bedroom floor like a gavel. Her brothers gathered around in a tight circle, their faces serious with six-year-old determination. "Are you sure about the name?" Leo whispered, glancing at the door
Chapter 319 The garden's night blooming jasmine filled the air with sweetness as Josh made his final rounds of the fotress grounds. Helena had insisted on top-notch security after the recent paparazzi incidents, and he took his role as Sara's protector seriously, perhaps too seriously, given how hi
"You didn't have to follow his plans." Bitterness crept into my voice. "You chose to help him kill Eva's mother. Chose to watch her die slowly." "I know." Tears filled her eyes. "Not a day passes that I don't see Leah's face. She was kind to me, even as the poison took her. Sometimes I wake up scre