Mom just stood there, watching us. She looked like she knew exactly what I was doing. She taught me all this stuff - how to make people feel things, how to turn things around so they work for me. And it was working.Dad's shoulders dropped, and for the first time in forever, he looked like he didn't
Chapter 12EVA'S POINT OF VIEW I heard the front door shut and my stomach dropped. Max was home. Crap. I've been dreading this all day.Max walked in like nothing was wrong. Like he hadn't just shown off Sara to the whole damn world. Like I wasn't a total joke now."Max," I said. My voice came out
Chapter 13MAX POINT OF VIEW I shut the bedroom door and let out a big sigh. My eyes went straight to the whiskey bottle on the nightstand. Without thinking, I grabbed it and poured a big glass. I downed it in one go. It burned, but it didn't help the knot in my stomach. I poured another anyway.I
Chapter 14MAX POINT OF VIEW I pulled up to my grandfather's huge house, feeling like I was gonna be sick. The big gates, the perfect lawn, the weird quiet, it was all the same, but today it felt different. Today, my stomach was in knots.I got out of the car and fixed my suit. It was cold, but tha
I nodded, feeling so angry I could barely see straight. But I kept my face blank. There was no point in fighting with him now."Now get out of here," he said, waving his hand like I was a fly he wanted to swat away. "And think real hard about what you're gonna do next."I stood up, my heart pounding
Chapter 15SARA'S POINT OF VIEW I was just chilling on my bed, flipping through some fancy fashion magazine, when my phone buzzed. It was my friend Becca."You'll never guess who I just saw at the bar," she texted.I rolled my eyes. Probably just some boring businessman crying over losing money or
I pulled up Eva's contact and, with the meanest grin ever, attached the photo. My finger hovered over the send button for just a second before I hit it, sending the picture straight to her. I could just imagine her face when she saw it. The heartbreak, the humiliation it would be too much for her to
As I lay there, feeling all broken and alone, I kept thinking one thing over and over - what the heck am I gonna do now?I don't know how long I stayed like that, just crying my eyes out. It felt like hours. My head was pounding and my eyes were all puffy and sore. But the tears just wouldn't stop c
Chapter 328 Sara's Point of View The morning headlines hit like physical blows: "FASHION'S SCANDAL GIRL IN LOVE AFFAIR WITH MANAGER" "SARA BROWN'S SECRET ROMANCE EXPOSED" "CRIMINAL'S DAUGHTER SEDUCES WAY TO SUCCESS" My hands shook as I scrolled through article after article on my phone. Someho
Chapter 327 Sara's Point of View Camera flashes greeted me the moment I stepped out of the mansion. They lurked behind bushes, crouched behind parked cars, shouted questions that made my skin crawl. "Sara! How often do you visit your parents in prison?" "Is it true you helped plan the murders?"
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
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