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 199 Emily point of view I dig my fingernails into my palms as I stand in front of William's grave. The autumn air is cold, but I barely feel it. All I can feel is the rage that's been burning inside me since the day he brought Sara and me to his mansion. "Do you remember that day, Willia
I stand up straight and brush the dirt off my expensive dress, another gift from his guilty conscience. "Remember how you always told Eva that a father's love was the best protection? Well, you can't protect her anymore. And I'm going to make sure she loses everything you gave her. The company, the
Chapter 200 Emily's point of view The parking garage feels colder than usual tonight. My heels echo against the concrete as I walk to our usual meeting spot. Level B3, far corner, away from the security cameras. I've made this walk so many times over the past months, always meeting him in his mas
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.
Chapter 211 Eva's point of view The front door hadn't even fully opened when four small bodies collided with mine, nearly knocking me backward. Small arms wrapped around my waist and legs, excited voices calling out "Mommy!" in a chaotic chorus that made my heart swell. "Careful, you'll knock Mo
Chapter 210 Eva's Point of View I'd been staring at the same paragraph for the past ten minutes, my mind refusing to focus on the merger details that should have been my priority. "Mrs. Brown?" Mia's voice pulled me from my thoughts. She stood in the doorway, holding an elaborate arrangement of r