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 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 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 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 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 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 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
Louis point of view Power. It had a taste, a weight, a feel that most people couldn’t understand. But I knew it intimately. Power was like a fire in your chest, burning, consuming, demanding. And Today, I would claim what should have been mine all along. Brown Enterprises was no longer Eva’s playgr
Max and Eva hurried to the console. Sara's face appeared on screen, her expression tightly controlled. "Sara, what's happening?" Eva asked urgently. "Are the children alright?" "They're fine," Sara assured them. "But we have a situation. Something you need to see." She turned the camera to show a
Max quickly adjusted his radio. "They knew our protocols. Rodriguez gave them everything." "Or someone else did," Eva pointed out. "Remember what he said about not being the only one." The passage sloped downward, leading to another hidden panel. This would put them in the west wing, where they co
The first bullet shattered the front window, sending glass across the marble floor. Max shoved Eva down behind a cabinet just as a second shot punched through where she had stood. "Stay low!" he shouted, drawing his gun while seeking better cover. Jensen's voice crackled over the radio. "Six hosti
For the first time, genuine conflict showed on Rodriguez's face. "I never wanted the children hurt. That wasn't part of the original plan." "Then help us protect them," Eva pleaded. "I can't betray..." "You already have," Max interrupted. "The moment you put our children in danger." Rodriguez st
Rodriguez's jaw tightened, but he remained silent. "We found the envelope in your car," Jensen added. "The one with the burned photos. You brought it in yourself." Max slammed his hand on the table. "My six-year-old daughter has nightmares because of information you provided! My children are in hi
Morning light filled the security office as Jensen spread documents across the table. "These are all communications from the past month. If there's a leak, we'll find it here." Max nodded, rubbing tired eyes. Victoria's warning about a spy within their security team had triggered immediate action.
As Eva and Max walked back to the main house, the night air cool around them, Max kept his voice low. "Are you sure about this? Having her here?" "No," Eva admitted honestly. "But I'm even less sure about sending her away to be hunted by Diana." "She threatened our children, Eva," Max reminded her
Inside, Victoria stood awkwardly in the center of the living room, suddenly seeming unsure of herself. Without the cover of darkness, her scars were starkly visible under the warm lighting, the contrast between her damaged and undamaged sides even more pronounced. "I'll have clothes brought over,"
The convoy of black SUVs cut through the night, headlights carving paths through the fog. Eva sat in the back seat of the lead vehicle, watching rain streak across bulletproof glass. Across from her, Victoria stared out her own window, damaged profile turned away as if to spare Eva the sight of her