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
Chapter 105: Sara’s Point of View The first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes was the faint smell of lavender and antiseptic two scents that didn’t belong together. My head throbbed like it had been split open, and my body felt as though it had been dragged through hell. Slowly, I tried to si
Josh's Point of View The study in Mom's mansion hadn't changed since the day she found me, a broken eighteen-year-old with blood on his hands and darkness in his soul. The same leather chairs, the same antique desk, the same compassionate eyes that had seen past my sins and offered salvation. "Sit
Sara's Point of View The Sinclair Foundation's annual charity gala sparkled with enough diamonds to blind someone. Every major fashion house, business tycoon, and social media influencer packed the grand ballroom, their whispers following me like persistent shadows. My emerald gown, a Helena-appro
Chapter 328 Sara's Point of View The morning headlines hit like physical blows: "FASHION'S SCANDAL GIRL IN LOVE AFFAIR WITH MANAGER" "SARA BROWN'S SECRET ROMANCE EXPOSED" "CRIMINAL'S DAUGHTER SEDUCES WAY TO SUCCESS" My hands shook as I scrolled through article after article on my phone. Someho
Chapter 327 Sara's Point of View Camera flashes greeted me the moment I stepped out of the mansion. They lurked behind bushes, crouched behind parked cars, shouted questions that made my skin crawl. "Sara! How often do you visit your parents in prison?" "Is it true you helped plan the murders?"
The backstage chaos of Paris Fashion Week swirled around Sara like a tornado. Models rushed between makeup stations, stylists shouted instructions in multiple languages, and someone nearby was having a meltdown about a broken heel. But Sara couldn't focus on any of it. The walls of the massive venue
The grand dining room of the Brown mansion sparkled with its usual Sunday elegance, but tonight the atmosphere crackled with unspoken tension. Crystal glasses clinked too loudly against china plates as the family attempted normal conversation around the elephant in the room. "Pass the potatoes?" Ev
Josh's Point of View The nightmares returned last night. Faces from my past, screams in dark alleys, blood on my hands that no amount of success could wash away. I jolted awake in my mansion suite, sheets tangled around me, heart pounding against my ribs. My phone showed three missed calls from
Eva's Point of View The Brown Enterprises conference room buzzed with barely contained hostility. Camera flashes popped like lightning as reporters jostled for position, their hungry eyes fixed on the empty podium. Behind the scenes, I watched Sara pacing, her face pale but determined. "You don't
Sara's Point of View The morning started like a dream. My first major runway show for Paris Fashion Week, everything I'd worked so hard to achieve finally coming true. I should have known it wouldn't last. Nothing good in my life ever does. The first hint came during makeup. Victoria Stone, superm