Chapter 84Max’s Point of ViewThe morning sunlight streamed through the tall windows of my office, filling the room with a soft, golden glow. My desk was neatly organized, but the cup of coffee sitting beside me remained untouched, the steam long gone. I hadn't even noticed how cold it had become.
Chapter 85: Max’s Point of ViewThe drive to Sara’s parents’ house felt like it took forever. Every minute that passed added to the weight pressing down on my chest. The streets of the city blurred past as I stared out the window, my mind spinning with nothing but Sara. She didn’t deserve this none
Chapter 86 Sara's Point of ViewThe tension in the room was suffocating. I sat on the couch, staring at Max, my hands trembling slightly, though I refused to let him see my weakness. I had poured my heart out to him, and now the silence stretched uncomfortably as I waited for him to say something a
Max sighed, rubbing his temples. “You’re both forgetting something important,” he said quietly, his voice carrying an edge that made my stomach twist. “Eva isn’t untouchable. But she’s not exactly vulnerable, either.”“What do you mean?” I asked, narrowing my eyes at him.Max looked at me, his gaze
Chapter 87 Sara’s Point of ViewThe room was heavy with a silence that bordered on suffocating. The air felt stagnant, a mixture of anger and frustration that seemed to press down on me like an invisible weight. I sat on the edge of the couch, my nails digging into my palms as I tried to process th
“Are a reflection of who you’ve become,” he cut me off, his tone cold and unyielding. His sharp words sliced through me like a blade. “And no amount of excuses or denial is going to change that.”Tears stung my eyes, but I fought to keep them from falling. I couldn’t let him see how much his words h
Chapter 88Chapter 88: Eva’s Point of ViewThe restaurant buzzed with the low hum of conversations and the clinking of glasses. But at our secluded table in the corner, the energy was electric. The tension that had followed me for weeks, the weight of humiliation and betrayal, was finally lifting. T
Her grin widened. “That’s what I like to hear. She deserves everything that’s coming to her and more.”I didn’t respond right away. Instead, I glanced at my phone again. Another headline popped up on the screen: “Actress Sara Brown’s Lies Exposed: The Truth Behind the Perfect Façade.”The comments b
"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