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
Chapter 123: Sara’s Point of View The door to my room slammed shut, rattling the windows. My chest heaved with anger as I paced back and forth, the events of the day replaying in my mind like a cruel joke. My father’s words, his cold dismissal of me and my mother, cut deeper than I wanted to admi
Chapter 124: Max’s Point of View I stood outside Eva’s office once again, the bouquet of her favorite flowers trembling slightly in my hand. The vibrant colors of the lilies and roses seemed to mock the turmoil in my chest. I had spent hours rehearsing what I would say, but now, standing here, th
Chapter 125: Max’s Point of View Josh’s words hit like a slap across the face. “You lost the right to call her your wife the moment you maltreated her and sent her to jail,” he said, his voice steady and firm. His eyes burned with disdain, and his stance screamed defiance. I clenched my fists a
Eva let out a sharp breath, her hands gripping the edge of her desk. “Enough,” she said, her voice cutting through the tension like a knife. Josh and I both turned to her, but her eyes were locked on me. “Max, I don’t know what you think you’re doing here, but it’s too late. Whatever you’re trying
CHAPTER 126 MAX POINT OF VIEW The soft knock on my office door barely registered as I sat at my desk, staring blankly at the files spread before me. My mind wasn’t on the contracts or the numbers; it was on Eva. It always was. Her words, her anger, her pain they were etched into my brain, a relen
CHAPTER 127 MAX’S POINT OF VIEW The air was heavy as I stepped out of the car, the faint smell of gasoline and mildew from the rundown motel wafting through the air. The building was as unremarkable as I had expected faded paint, cracked windows, and a neon sign that flickered weakly in the dim li
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