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.”
Chapter 67 Max’s Point of ViewThe door to my office slammed shut behind me, the sound reverberating through the silence as I paced back and forth. My chest heaved, anger coiling like a snake ready to strike. The audacity. The nerve of Samuel Graves to waltz back into the company and demand control
Chapter 68Max’s Point of ViewThe whiskey burned as it slid down my throat, a familiar sting I’d grown used to over the years. Tonight, though, it didn’t bring the solace I was searching for. It never did anymore. The bar was dimly lit, the low hum of murmured conversations and clinking glasses ble
Chapter 69Max's Point of ViewI couldn't take it anymore. Her laugh kept hitting my ears like nails on a chalkboard. Each time she laughed, my blood got hotter. I stared at my whiskey glass, then slammed it down so hard I thought it might break. Some of the drink splashed onto my hand, but I didn't
"Why help her?" Eva asked. "Why come after my family?" "Because it was the only thing that made the pain bearable," Victoria answered honestly. "Thinking that one day, you would understand what it feels like to lose everything." A flash of movement caught Eva's eye, something shifting in the shado
Chapter 299 Eva parked at the far end of the abandoned shipyard, exactly where Victoria had specified. The meeting had been Eva's idea, a bold move that Max had fought until he understood there was no other way to end this nightmare. Two days had passed since the children left. Two days of Eva and
Diana leaned back. "There are excellent surgeons overseas. Part of Louis's package includes consultations with specialists in Switzerland." Victoria touched her scars. "Too little, too late." "After tomorrow, you can disappear. Become someone new." "And what life does Eva deserve?" Diana's eyes
The coffee shop sat on the edge of downtown. Victoria chose a corner table with her back to the wall, hair swept forward to cover her scarred face. Through the windows, she watched for any sign of surveillance. Thirty-six hours had passed since her confrontation with Eva in the parking garage. Thir
"You were innocent," Max reminded her. "You didn't ask to be in that prison, didn't ask to be saved from the fire." "I know," Eva agreed, sitting on the edge of their bed. "But I did get to come back to all this, wealth, family, safety. While Victoria got a ruined face and six more years in prison.
And finally, to Mia: "Dance when you're sad, my little butterfly. Find joy even in hard times. Remember how much Mommy and Daddy love you." The garage fell silent as the final goodbyes approached. Eva and Max stood together, arms around each other, facing their four children lined up beside the wai
The blunt assessment hung in the air. Eva reached across the table to take Sam's hand. "We're sending you somewhere Victoria can't find you," she explained. "Somewhere you can play outside again, go to sleep without guards at your door." "But you're not coming," Leo said, his voice rising in compr
Eva woke before dawn, her mind already racing with the day ahead. Beside her, Max slept fitfully, his arm thrown protectively across her waist even in sleep. She watched the slow lightening of the sky through bulletproof windows, wondering if Victoria was watching the same sunrise, planning her next
"Already on it, sir," Jensen replied, dispatching orders through his radio. As they drove back to the compound, Eva stared out the window at the passing landscape, Victoria's scarred face burned into her memory. The pure hatred in those eyes had been chilling, but there had been something else too,