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 119: Sara’s Point of View The car ride home felt like an eternity, the silence pressing down on me like a weight. My hands gripped the edges of my seat as my mind replayed every word Maximilian had said, every cold look he had given me. The humiliation burned hot in my chest, twisting int
I looked at her, my breath catching in my throat. “What?” Her lips curled into a cold smile, her eyes gleaming with something dark and dangerous. “Then you make sure she doesn’t have him either.” Her words sent a chill down my spine, but they also sparked something inside me a flicker of defiance,
Chapter 120: Eva's Point of View I stepped into my office, the cool air a welcome relief from the sweltering heat outside. The familiar scent of fresh coffee and the soft click-clack of my assistant typing away at her desk were comforting, though they did little to ease the weight in my chest. It
“I don’t want to talk about Max,” I said, my voice sharp. “Not with you, not with anyone. I’m done with him.” Marco raised an eyebrow, clearly taken aback by the sudden change in my tone. He knew me better than most, knew that I hid my pain behind a mask of composure. But now, he could hear the raw
Eva’s Point of View The sound of the car’s tires crunching against the gravel driveway felt louder than usual, almost as if it were mocking me. Each turn of the wheels seemed to echo in the silence, amplifying the tension that had built up inside me over the years. I had been here countless times b
Chapter 122: Eva’s Point of View The grip on Emily’s wrist was firm, unyielding, and for a moment, I thought she might lash out, but the hand holding her was not mine. I turned, my breath catching in my throat, to find none other than my father standing behind her. His tall, imposing figure block
"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