Chapter 60: Eva’s Point of ViewThe cold metal bench felt like it was digging into my bones as I sat in the small interrogation room. My wrists still ached from the cuffs, but it was the weight of the situation pressing down on me that hurt the most. I had thought that after everything I’d been thr
I couldn’t believe the anger I saw in him, the hatred that radiated off of him. This wasn’t just about the past. No, this was personal. This was about him blaming me for everything that went wrong in his life, for his grandfather’s death, for the betrayal he thought I had committed. He wanted me to
Chapter 61Eva's point of view The courtroom felt like it was swallowing me whole as I sat in the defendant's chair, waiting for the judge to read the verdict. I clasped my hands tightly, my knuckles turning white as I stared down, focusing on each breath to keep from trembling. It felt as if the e
Chapter 62: Eva’s Point of ViewThe slap still hung in the air, a fiery mark of defiance on Max’s face, and for a moment, we just stared at each other, locked in a silent battle of fury and disbelief. I didn’t regret it not one bit. I wanted him to feel, just for a second, a fraction of the humiliat
Chapter 63Max’s Point of ViewI stared out the glass window of my office, watching the city that used to feel like it was mine, every towering building and bustling street, all under my command. Now, it felt distant, slipping further away with each passing day. I didn’t want to admit it, but ever s
Chapter 64Max’s Point of ViewThe boardroom was tense, a heavy silence pressing down on everyone as I strode in, trying to appear calm and unaffected, though the weight of our company’s troubles sat like lead in my chest. The directors sat around the gleaming, dark-wood table, their eyes shifting b
Chapter 65: Max’s Point of ViewThe tension in the boardroom became suffocating as my uncle, Samuel Graves, stepped fully into the room. His polished demeanor exuded authority, his sharp gray suit tailored to perfection. The directors, who moments ago seemed resolute in their stance against me, now
Chapter 66Max point of view Samuel's gaze hardened, and for the first time, the mask slipped, revealing the hunger beneath. “I left because your grandfather made it clear there was no room for two leaders in this family. But times have changed. The company needs stability, and I can provide that.”
"To new beginnings," I whispered to my reflection, watching my smile grow wider in the darkened glass. "And to sweet, sweet revenge." The ice in my glass had melted, diluting the expensive whiskey, but I hardly noticed. In my mind, I was already rehearsing my performance at the bank, imagining Eva'
Chapter 155 Emily's Point of View The ice clinked in my glass as I swirled the amber liquid, a satisfied smile playing on my lips. The news of Williams' death still felt surreal, like a dream I might wake up from at any moment. But it wasn't a dream. We had finally succeeded. The private room at
"I..." My voice cracked. "Grandmother, Dad is..." "I know, my darling," she said, her own voice thick with emotion. "It's all over the news. Oh, my sweet girl I'm so sorry." In the background, I could hear the children playing, their innocent laughter a stark contrast to the heaviness in my heart.
"How dare you?" I seethed. "How DARE you try to blame me for this? Ever since you two came into our lives, everything has fallen apart!" Sara flinched, but I wasn't finished. The words poured out like a flood. "You manipulated him, turned him against me, his own daughter! You played the perfect fa
I nodded weakly, allowing him to guide me to his car. As he opened the passenger door for me, I caught sight of Sara and her mother leaving the hospital. Josh must have seen them too, because his arm tightened protectively around my shoulders. "Don't even think about it," he warned them quietly as
I stumbled to a nearby bench, my legs finally giving out. The reality of what had just happened crashed over me in waves. My father was dead. The last connection to my childhood, my past, was gone forever. And his last days had been filled with conflict and stress because of those women... because o
Chapter 154 Eva's Point of View The harsh fluorescent lights of the hospital corridor made my head throb as I paced back and forth. Sara and her mother sat rigid in the waiting area chairs, their faces drawn with worry. None of us spoke. The tension in the air was suffocating. When Dr. Matthews h
Chapter 153 Max’s Point of View I sat behind my desk, staring blankly at the stack of documents in front of me. My mind wasn’t on the reports or the contracts. It hadn’t been for weeks. I rubbed my temples, trying to push back the headache that had been building all day. Sleep had become a rare l
The steady beeping of the heart monitor was his only response, each sound both reassuring and maddeningly empty. "I don't know what to do anymore," I admitted, my voice trembling. "Sara hates me. She blames me for everything, and I don't even know how to begin fixing it. And now this... this accide