Chapter 18**EVA'S POINT OF VIEW**I stood there staring at the reporters who surrounded me, It felt like the whole world was spinning around me. All those reporters, their voices and questions were all suffocating me, their noises was too unbearable to bear. They were all yelling at me, accusing me
I mean, I hadn't forgotten how he'd treated me. How he'd turned to Sara, ignoring me and leaving me to deal with all this mess on my own. His sudden declaration of love now felt like some kind of act, something he was saying to make himself look good, not because he actually gave a damn about me.St
Chapter 19Eva's point of ViewThe car ride home felt like it took forever. Max didn't say anything, and I didn't either. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. The air in the car felt heavy and uncomfortable, like when you're in a room with someone you just had a big fight with.Every now and t
As I stood there crying, I thought about how different my life could have been if I hadn't married Max. Maybe I would be happy somewhere else, with someone who actually cared about me. But then I remembered why I got into this marriage in the first place to help my family business. Was it worth it?
Chapter 20SARA'S POINT OF VIEW I kept replaying the video of Max defending Eva over and over, thinking maybe if I watched it enough times, it would somehow change. But it didn't. You know when you see something on TV that makes you so mad you can't even think straight? That's exactly how I felt wa
"Stop," he cut me off, sounding tense. "That's in the past, Sara.""But it's the truth," I said, my heart beating fast because I could see I was getting to him. "You were in danger, and she wasn't there for you. I was the one who saved you, Max. I risked everything for you, and this is how you thank
Chapter 21EVA POINT OF VIEW I couldn't remember the last time Max really talked to me. Like, actually talked not just those cold little orders he'd throw my way. These days, he mostly pretended I wasn't even there. Every morning, I'd wake up hoping today would be different, that maybe he'd finally
Chapter 22EVA POINT OF VIEW I was trying to get my head straight when Max's grandfather started walking toward me. He looked important walking through the crowd he always did. But unlike everyone else at this party who had a judgemental look, when he looked at me, his eyes were actually nice and w
Josh's Point of View The study in Mom's mansion hadn't changed since the day she found me, a broken eighteen-year-old with blood on his hands and darkness in his soul. The same leather chairs, the same antique desk, the same compassionate eyes that had seen past my sins and offered salvation. "Sit
Sara's Point of View The Sinclair Foundation's annual charity gala sparkled with enough diamonds to blind someone. Every major fashion house, business tycoon, and social media influencer packed the grand ballroom, their whispers following me like persistent shadows. My emerald gown, a Helena-appro
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