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
Chapter 116 Eva’s Point of View The sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and purple as I parked my car outside the small café Samuel Graves had chosen for our meeting. The location was inconspicuous, tucked away from the city’s bustling streets a place where secrets cou
“And what do you expect me to do?” I asked finally, closing the folder. Samuel’s smile widened slightly, a glint of satisfaction in his eyes. “For now, I need your cooperation. There are moves we must make, alliances we must forge. But first, you need to secure your position.” I frowned, suspicion
Chapter 117 Max’s Point of View The soft hum of the air conditioner filled my office as I leaned back in my chair, staring at the city skyline through the large glass windows. My mind was elsewhere, consumed by the nagging feeling that something was slipping out of my control. The sound of my off
Chapter 118 Sara’s Point of View The soft click of my heels echoed through the pristine corridors of Maximilian’s company as I made my way to his office. My heart pounded in my chest, but I kept my head high, my face calm. I had rehearsed my words a hundred times, crafting them carefully to sound
“You thought wrong,” he said, cutting me off. “You don’t get to justify what you’ve done. Not anymore.” The finality in his tone sent a chill down my spine. “Get out,” he said, turning away from me. I froze, my heart hammering in my chest. “What?” “You heard me,” he said without looking at me. “
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
Sara's Point of View The morning started with an urgent text from Eva about a "childcare emergency." I rushed to the mansion, expecting chaos, only to find four suspiciously well-behaved children setting up what appeared to be a romantic picnic in the garden. "Aunty Sara!" Mia bounced over, her pr
"Operation Love Birds is now in session!" Mia declared, banging her plastic princess wand against her bedroom floor like a gavel. Her brothers gathered around in a tight circle, their faces serious with six-year-old determination. "Are you sure about the name?" Leo whispered, glancing at the door