“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
Chapter 106 Maximilian’s Point of View The boardroom was suffocating. The thick air reeked of desperation and sweat, though the room itself was pristine, its glass walls reflecting the dim light of the overcast day outside. I sat at the head of the long, polished table, my back straight, my expres
"That was different..." "Different how?" I pulled away from her. "Because he apologized? Because he claimed to change?" "Think about this," Sara pleaded. "We grew up with Max. You really believe he'd keep evidence of an affair?" "People change." The anger started building. "He certainly did. Wan
Eva's point of view I pulled out suitcases with shaking hands. The children's voices drifted up from the playroom, innocent, unaware their world was about to change again. "Eva!" Max appeared in the doorway. "Stop. Think about what you're doing!" "I am thinking." I threw clothes into bags. "Thin
Eva's point of view I was cleaning our bedroom closet when I found it, Max's old phone tucked behind some boxes. The one he claimed was lost two ago. My hands trembled as I turned it on, not knowing it would destroy everything I believed in. The messages loaded slowly, each one hitting harder tha
Eva's point of view I found Sara in her apartment, a bottle of wine already open. One look at my face and she pulled me into a tight hug. "Eva," she said softly. "Talk to me." The tears I'd been holding back all day finally broke free. "Everything's falling apart, Sara. My family, my marriage, m
Eva's point of view The next morning after breakfast, I found my children huddled in Leo's room. Leo sat rigid on his bed, Sam clutched his dinosaur toy like a shield, James stared out the window, and Mia twisted her blue dress in nervous fingers. "Can we talk?" I asked softly, sitting on Leo's b
Max paced his study, his heavy footsteps echoing in the empty room. His head throbbed, the pain pressing against his skull like a vise. He pinched the bridge of his nose, exhaling sharply. The house was too quiet. Not the peaceful kind of quiet, but the heavy, suffocating kind that filled the air wi
The room was dimly lit, the scent of aged whiskey and cigar smoke lingering in the air. Heavy curtains blocked out the outside world, making the space feel like a cocoon of secrets and whispered conspiracies. Martha leaned back in the leather armchair, crossing her legs elegantly as she swirled the
Max’s Point of View It was the first time in weeks that we had something close to peace. Eva actually smiled, really smiled, as the kids worked on their fort, a chaotic masterpiece of pillows, sheets, and blankets piled high in the living room. It was the kind of moment I had been desperate for, t
Chapter 254 Sara’s Point of View I spread the financial documents across my desk, my gut twisting with unease. Something wasn’t right. Something about Martha Taylor’s spending habits gnawed at me, like an itch just beneath the surface of my skin. "Look at this," I said, pushing the credit card st