Chapter 110 Max’s Point of View Marco’s words echoed in my mind, each syllable driving a nail of disbelief deeper into my chest. Eva saved me? It felt like the ground beneath me had shifted, leaving me unsteady and exposed. My fists clenched at my sides, and I stared at Marco, searching his face f
“One day, you will know the truth about what happened when we were teenagers,” she had said, her eyes locked onto mine through the bars of her cell. “And you will regret all your actions towards me.” The memory hit me like a punch to the gut, and I groaned, leaning back in my chair. She had been ri
Chapter 111: Max’s Point of View The cold air bit at my skin as I hurried out of my office, my mind racing with everything I had just learned. I had to confront Sara. I had to hear it from her own mouth, how she had manipulated me all these years, how she had twisted the truth about that day, and
Chapter 112 : Max’s Point of View I stood outside Eva’s office, my heart pounding in my chest. The cold air still clung to my skin, but it felt insignificant compared to the storm raging inside me. I had just walked away from Sara’s house, my mind reeling with everything I had learned. The lies, t
I could feel my heart breaking with each word she spoke. Her voice was steady, but I could hear the pain beneath it, the years of hurt that she had buried deep inside. And I had been the cause of all of it. “I was blind,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “I was so blind, Eva. I couldn’t see wh
Chapter 113: Sara’s Point of View The door slammed shut behind me with a force that echoed through the empty house. My heart was still pounding in my chest, my breath coming in shallow bursts. I had never felt so exposed, so vulnerable. Max had finally seen through me, and now he knew the truth.
Chapter 114: Maximilian’s Point of View The sharp knock on my office door jolted me from my thoughts. I had been staring at the endless financial reports spread across my desk, the red numbers blaring like warning sirens. My temples throbbed, and I could feel the weight of the entire company pres
CHAPTER 115 MAX POINT OF VIEW The air in my office felt heavy, suffocating even. I sat behind my desk, staring blankly at the papers scattered across it. None of them mattered. Not the contracts, not the reports, not the endless list of demands that came with my position. All I could think about
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