Memories flooded my mind: Eva trying to include me in her birthday parties, Eva defending me at school, Eva offering to help me with my college applications. And how had I repaid her? With cold shoulders and bitter words, with jealousy and spite. "She was just a child," I choked out. "We both were.
Sara's Point of View The sun was rising when I walked back into the house. My feet hurt from walking all night, but I barely felt it. Inside my chest was a pain much worse. I found Mom in the living room. She sat in her favorite chair, drinking straight from a whiskey bottle. Broken glass was ever
The Grand Hall of Brown Enterprises gleamed like a jewel box. Crystal chandeliers cast elegant shadows across marble floors as hundreds of guests celebrated the company's anniversary. The air buzzed with excitement as waiters weaved through the crowd with champagne and delicate hors d'oeuvres. I st
Chapter 235 The tension in the grand hall thickened as tears streamed down Sara's face. Her hands trembled as she reached toward William, her performance masterfully crafted in its desperation. "This can't be true. Mom, please tell him he's wrong. Tell everyone he's wrong!" Emily rushed forward, w
Sara's Point of View My world spun as I stared at my mother, the woman who'd raised me, who I thought I knew. But the person kneeling on the marble floor of the Brown Enterprise's grand hall was a stranger. A monster wearing my mother's face. Max's voice cut through my confusion like a blade. "We
Sara's Point of View My hands wouldn't stop shaking. I sat between Eva and William in the courtroom, my heart pounding so hard I could barely hear anything else. The wooden bench felt hard and cold beneath me, but I barely noticed. All I could focus on were the two people in orange jumpsuits standi
Mom sobbed harder. But Louis just laughed, the sound sharp and ugly. "Always the victim, aren't you, Eva?" he sneered. "Poor little Eva, losing her mother. Poor little Eva, almost losing her father. You want to know why all this happened? Ask him." He jerked his head toward William. "Ask your preci
Chapter 238 The evening air hung heavy with humidity as Sara sat at the edge of the pool, her feet dangling in the cool water. Soft lighting from underwater lamps cast shifting patterns across her face, matching the turbulent thoughts swirling in her mind. Memory after memory played through her he
"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
Thomas Chen, my lawyer, straightened his tie. "Mr. Kane." "Let's skip the pleasantries," Kane smiled, all teeth. "We're here to discuss Mr. Brown's obligations to his son." My throat tightened at the word 'son'. Martha sat across from me, perfectly groomed, watching me like a cat with a mouse. "F
Max point of view I stared at the thick envelope on my desk, the law firm's name embossed in gold letters. My hands shook as I opened it, though I already knew what I'd find. "Mr. Graves?" My assistant's voice crackled through the intercom. "Your lawyer is here." Thomas Chen walked in, his face
Sara’s Point of View The evening sun painted the sky in shades of orange and gold as I stepped out of my favorite coffee shop, the warmth of the cup in my hands doing little to ease the cold rage settling in my chest. I spotted her immediately. Martha Taylor. She was leaning against my car like
Max point of view My hands shook on the steering wheel as I parked in our driveway. 5:55 PM. The lights in our home glowed warmly, but my stomach twisted with fear. How would my children react? What would I say? The front door opened before I reached it. Four small bodies exploded out, their scre