Chapter 53 :Max's Point of ViewI couldn't move from Sara's doorway. My feet felt stuck to the floor, heavy like stones. The room was so quiet I could hear the old clock on her wall, tick-tick-ticking away. Sara stood there, hugging herself tight, watching me like she was afraid I'd disappear if sh
Chapter 54: Eva's Point of ViewI sat there staring at myself in the mirror, the soft gold light making everything look like a dream. But this wasn't a dream. This was real. My hands shook a little as I watched the woman in the mirror, she looked so different from the Eva I remembered. Gone was the
Each whisper felt like a little knife, but I kept walking. Uncle Josh's arm was steady under my hand."Breathe," he whispered. "You're stronger than all of them put together."I caught bits and pieces of their talks."The nerve of her, showing up here...""With Josh Sinclair, of all people...""Afte
Chapter 55EVA'S point of view Whispers filled the grand hall as I walked through the crowd with Uncle Josh by my side. People were staring at me, their voices a low hum. But I kept my head up, my heart steady, no matter how heavy their looks felt.Then I saw him. Maximilian.He was standing near t
Chapter 56Eva’s Point of ViewI made my way through the grand hall with Uncle Josh, feeling the burn of the crowd’s whispers at my back. Every step I took was steady and purposeful, but my heart pounded beneath my calm facade. After years of hiding, of bending to their will, I was finally ready to
Sara’s face turned a shade of red I’d never seen before, her lips pressed into a thin line as she struggled to find a retort. I could see the rage boiling beneath her surface, threatening to spill over. But before she could say anything, I acted on impulse. I raised my hand and brought it down with
Chapter 57Sara’s Point of ViewI stormed into the house, slamming the door behind me as hard as I could, the loud crash echoing through the empty hallway. The rage boiling inside me needed an outlet, and this was only the beginning. How dare she! Eva, that miserable excuse for a sister, had the aud
The mention of Josh Sinclair made me clench my fists even tighter. He was part of the reason she had the audacity to stand up to me. “If he thinks he can protect her, he’s got another thing coming,” I muttered, a hint of bitterness in my voice. “We’ll just have to make sure he’s distracted. Give him
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