Chapter 171 Max's Point of View The DNA results trembled in my hand as I watched Eva's face change from shock to anger. The warm evening air suddenly felt thick with tension. The paper between us felt like it weighed a thousand pounds, carrying the weight of all our past mistakes and future battle
Chapter 172 EVA POINT OF VIEW I couldn't stop my hands from shaking as I called Mia. Max had just left, but I could still hear him threatening to take my children. The house felt too quiet, too empty. "Mia, I need tickets to Paris." My voice was barely steady. "Six first-class seats for tomorrow
Chapter 173 Max's Point of View I was going through another boring report when Clara burst into my office, looking like she'd seen a ghost. "Mr. Graves!" She was practically shaking. "Someone's hacked our entire system! Everything's down, emails, servers, trading platforms, everything!" I rubbed
The words hit me like a punch to the gut. Eva, crying because of me. Our son, smart enough to notice, brave enough to try to fix it. Clara's phone rang. Her face fell as she listened. "Sir," she said after hanging up, "there's an emergency board meeting at Brown Enterprise. They're voting to remov
Chapter 174 Eva's Point of View The Brown Enterprises boardroom felt smaller than I remembered. These walls had witnessed decades of decisions that shaped our company's future, my father's legacy, my mother's dreams, our family's history. Now, the familiar mahogany paneling and floor-to-ceiling wi
Chapter 175 Eva's Point of View The voice belonged to Marcus Thompson. My father's lawyer and more importantly, his friend of thirty years strode into the boardroom with Max at his side. Something was different about Marcus. His usually pristine appearance showed signs of strain, his silver hair s
Chapter 176 Eva's Point of View The tension in the boardroom could have been cut with a knife. Marcus Thompson stood tall, his earlier exhaustion seemingly forgotten as he faced Emily across the polished mahogany table. The tremor in his hands had disappeared, replaced by a steady certainty that m
Chapter 177 Eva's Point of View My hands were shaking as I looked across the boardroom table at Emily and Sara. The board members sat frozen in their leather chairs, nobody daring to move. The silence was so thick I could hear the old clock on the wall ticking away, marking each painful second.
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
*** *** *** ***** I woke at dawn, Josh's words from last night echoing in my head. Time to prove to my family they came first. Starting with breakfast, real breakfast, like we used to have before everything fell apart. The kitchen was quiet as I pulled out ingredients. Pancake batter mixed with ch
Max point of view The bar was quiet at midnight, just me, Josh, and a bottle of scotch between us. The same drink that had started this whole mess five years ago. "Eva's right," I said, staring into my glass. "I'm destroying everything. My kids asked about divorce today, Josh. Divorce. They're fi
"Daddy?" Mia's voice trembled. "Are you leaving us?" And in that moment, looking between my wife's tears and my children's fear, I realized exactly what my one night's mistake had cost. Because sometimes the hardest wounds come from the ones we love most. And sometimes there are no right choices,
Max point of view I found Eva in our bedroom, packing my remaining clothes into a suitcase with violent movements. "Martha told me what you said," I started, anger boiling beneath my calm. "Threatening her, calling Nathan illegitimate, acting like some queen on her throne." "Oh, did your mistres
Eva's Point of View The walls of my office at Brown Tower were made of glass and steel, but right now, they felt as unyielding as iron. Outside, the city stretched endlessly beneath me, a kingdom that belonged to my children. A kingdom I would protect with everything I had. The soft knock on the d
**** ***** I sat alone in my darkened office at midnight, a glass of scotch untouched before me. The same drink that had created this mess five years ago. Eva's words echoed in my head, mixing with memories of Nathan's hopeful face. "A bastard son," Eva had called him. The words made me sick. On
Max point of view I found Eva in our home office, papers spread across her desk. The look she gave me was colder than I'd ever seen. "The lawyers sent everything," she said, her voice arctic. "Their demands. The trust fund. The visitation schedules." "Eva..." "Fifty thousand dollars a month." S