I took a deep breath, straightening my tie as I forced my features into a mask of control. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have work to do,” I said curtly, turning on my heel and heading toward the building entrance. Their voices rose behind me, a chaotic mess of follow-up questions and murmured specu
Chapter 99 Max’s Point of View The muffled hum of the city outside my office was a stark contrast to the suffocating silence within. I sat behind my desk, staring at the sprawling view of the skyline, but my mind was consumed by the chaos of the morning. The memory of the reporters, their voices
“Is there anything else?” I asked sharply. Maria hesitated again, her fingers fidgeting with the edge of the tablet. “There’s a meeting with the board later today. They’ve requested your presence.” “Of course they have,” I muttered under my breath. “I suppose they want to question my competency no
Chapter 100 Maximilian’s Point of View The air in the boardroom felt thick and heavy, pressing down on me like an invisible weight. The tension was almost unbearable, crackling in the silence like a storm waiting to break. I sat at the head of the long oak table, my fingers gripping the armrests o
Chapter 101 Third person point of view The sun was setting, casting a warm golden glow across the spacious living room. The quadruplets were gathered around their grandmother, Helena, who was seated on the large beige couch. It was rare for the children to be so serious, their usual energy subdue
Chapter 102: Third person point of view Helena’s heart felt like it might burst from the weight of the moment. She looked at the children, their expectant faces filled with hope, curiosity, and a determination far beyond their years. Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to smile. “No, my lo
Chapter 103: Sara’s Point of View The room buzzed with murmurs and whispers as I stepped onto the stage, my heels clicking against the polished floor. The press conference had been hastily arranged, but the turnout was overwhelming. Cameras flashed incessantly, capturing every angle of my face as
Chapter 104: Sara’s Point of View The sting of Jessica’s slap lingered on my cheek, but it was nothing compared to the suffocating weight of her words. The room was a blur of flashing cameras and murmuring voices, each whisper a dagger aimed at my heart. I tried to steady myself, gripping the pod
"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