Chapter 193 Emily's Point of View The crystal glass trembled in my hand as I poured another measure of scotch. Even in this dimly lit room, away from prying eyes, I maintained my perfect posture, old habits die hard. The masked man sat across from me, his presence both reassuring and unnerving, ev
Chapter 194 Sara's Point of View My heels clicked sharply against the marble floors of Brown Enterprises. Heads turned as I walked in, but I didn’t acknowledge them. Why would I? They were beneath me, just like everyone else in this building. I looked perfect, as always, my designer dress clingin
The slap came out of nowhere, the crack of Eva's palm against my cheek echoing in the sudden silence. My head snapped to the side, shock momentarily drowning out everything else. "Don't you dare," Eva's voice shook with fury. "Don't you dare suggest those children aren't Max's. You've lost your min
Chapter 195 Eva's point of view The kitchen was alive with the usual chaos of dinner time. Leo and James were arguing over who got the biggest piece of lasagna, while Sam kept trying to sneak extra garlic bread when he thought I wasn't looking. Mia sat next to me, carefully cutting her food into
Chapter 196 Eva's point of view Camera flashes exploded like lightning as I walked into the conference room. The clicking sounds reminded me of hungry piranhas, all waiting to tear me apart. Josh's steady hand on my back was the only thing keeping me from running. Grandma Helena Sinclair strode
"Speaking of family," a sharp-voiced woman near the front smiled like a shark, "does your husband know? Or did you hide your true identity from Max Graves too?" The question knocked the breath from my lungs. Because there, standing in the doorway like a statue, was Max. His face was unreadable as
Chapter 197 Sara's point of view I can't stop my fingers from digging into the leather armrest as I watch Eva stand at the podium. She looks perfect, she always looks perfect in her expensive designer suit that probably costs more than I make for my modeling gigs. The TV's glow makes my tears loo
Chapter 198 SARA'S POINT OF VIEW "Eva Brown, or Sinclair, or whatever she wants to call herself, she's not as untouchable as she thinks." Mom's lip curls in a way I've rarely seen. "She has weaknesses. Those precious babies, for one." "Max would never let me near them after everything," my voice
Chapter 220 Max point of view Grant reached into the briefcase and pulled out another folder, this one marked with the name I dreaded seeing. Mia Eva’s secretary.. I felt my fists clench at my sides. Mia, Eva had always treated her like family. “She’s been working with Louis, too,” Grant conti
Chapter 219 Max point of view I sat in my office, staring at the clock, but it felt like time had stopped. Grant was late. He was never late. My heart pounded in my chest as I clenched my fists on the desk. I’d barely slept in days, my thoughts consumed by Louis. Every time I closed my eyes, I sa
Chapter 218 Louis point of view Power isn't about force. It's about precision. Manipulation. Creating doubt so subtle that the victim believes the destruction is their own doing. Power is an art form. And I am its most meticulous artist. Eva never saw me coming. I watched her, my niece, my tar
Chapter 217 Sara’s Point of View The silver cutlery trembled slightly between my fingers, a betrayal of the calm I was desperately trying to maintain. Dinner was unnervingly quiet, apart from the occasional clatter of utensils and the low hum of the rain against the windows. My mother sat across
Chapter 216 Eva's point of view The conference room felt like a courtroom. Again. Memories of my trial crashed over me the judgment, the whispers, the moment everything I'd built crumbled beneath my feet. And now, history was repeating itself in the most brutal way possible. The Colton merger,
Chapter 215 Eva's point of view The numbers didn't make sense. I'd been reviewing the quarterly financial reports for hours, my coffee going cold beside me, fingers tracing the columns of figures that seemed to dance and blur before my eyes. The soft hum of the office, distant phone conversations
Chapter 214 Max point of view The numbers didn't lie. I'd been staring at Brown Enterprise's financial reports for hours, and the pattern was becoming clearer with each spreadsheet I reviewed. Small discrepancies at first, rounding errors that weren't really errors, transaction timestamps that di
Chapter 213 Eva's point of view The boardroom felt different this morning. Maybe it was the way conversations hushed when I walked in, or how Richard Chen barely met my eyes during our usual pre-meeting small talk. Something had shifted, like a current changing direction beneath still waters. I
Chapter 212 Louis point of view I watched Eva leave early again through the glass walls of my office, her heels clicking against the marble floor with determined strides. Always rushing home to those children. Always putting family before business. Just like her father, too soft, too sentimental.