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
She moved around Nathan, but stayed close to him. Too close. My hands curled into fists at my sides."What's he to you, Eva?" I demanded.Nathan leaned forward, his expression hardening. “I don’t see how that’s any of your business.”“Oh, it’s my business,” I snapped, my gaze flicking back to Eva. “
Chapter 70 Max’s Point of ViewThe pain in my jaw throbbed, but it was nothing compared to the fury coursing through me. Nathan had the audacity to hit me. In my own damn space. I was still reeling from the shock when I saw Eva standing there, her eyes wide, her chest rising and falling with the ra
Chapter 71Max point of view Nathan was still watching us, his gaze cool and calculating. I could see the satisfaction in his eyes, the way he was enjoying watching me squirm. But Eva wasn’t looking at him anymore. She had turned her back to me, her eyes now fixed on the door, her expression hard.
Chapter 72Eva’s Point of ViewI sat behind my desk, skimming through the endless emails piling up in my inbox. Each one required a decision, a command, or a signature so many details, each one moving the company forward, step by careful step. I had fought to get here, to build something entirely mi
He swallowed hard, his hands still trembling as he clasped them together, as if trying to keep himself from falling apart. “I was wrong, Eva. I know I can’t change the past, but I’m asking for your forgiveness. Please… I need you to understand.”I shook my head, a bitter smile tugging at my lips. “F
Chapter 73Sara’s Point of ViewI strolled through the mall, the chatter of shoppers buzzing around me like a faint hum. As I passed by one store window after another, my phone buzzed in my hand. Expecting a routine update, I barely glanced at the screen before I opened my email.And then I froze.I
"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