Sara point of view "Look at this," I spread the evidence across my coffee table while Josh sat forward. "The messages start exactly when Max thought Eva was dead. Then they continue, perfectly spaced, matching every late meeting, every missed event." "It does seem calculated," Josh agreed. "Not
The private room at the Sterling Club was dimly lit, the scent of aged whiskey and polished wood hanging in the air. A thick silence settled over the space, broken only by the occasional hum of distant city traffic beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows. The heavy oak door swung open, and Martha stepp
Max point of view I paced my office, unable to sit still. Three days since Eva left with our children. Three days of silence broken only by short phone calls where I could hear my children crying in the background. Three days of hell. The knock on my door barely registered. "Max." Thomas Chen's
Sara’s Point of View I sat with Josh in the corner booth of Pete's Coffee Shop, both of us too anxious to touch our drinks. We'd been waiting for John Chen for twenty minutes, the file folder he'd promised burning questions in our minds. "What if we're wrong?" I whispered. "What if we're chasing s
John’s expression was grim. "The evidence suggests it. Look at Martha’s life before the payments started, waitress salary, shared apartment. Then suddenly, designer clothes, penthouse, private schools? That’s not luck. That’s funding. Strategic funding." I swallowed hard. "But Nathan…" My voice sho
Max point of view Helena's house was just as I remembered, tall, elegant, filled with warmth. But it didn’t feel like home anymore. Not when I had to knock to see my own children. I hesitated at the door, my hand hovering over the wood. Before I could knock, it swung open. Sara stood there, her
Sara's point of view "Six years ago," John Chen spread photos across his desk in the early morning light, "Martha Taylor met Alexander Graves at The Blue Room bar. Not the Lotus Hotel, not Max, not any of the story she's been telling." Josh and I leaned forward, coffee growing cold between us. "
Silence on his line. Then, "I'll be there in thirty minutes." Helena answered on the first ring. "Sara?" "Get everyone together." My voice trembled with urgency. "Eva, Father, everyone. And call your lawyers, they need to hear this too." "What's happening?" "We found the truth, Grandma. About Na
Chapter 343 Sara's Point of View The email to Versace sat drafted on my laptop, cursor blinking accusingly. Two simple words that could change everything: "I decline." My finger hovered over the send button when Josh burst into my room, waving a paper printout. "What is this?" His voice cracked
Chapter 342 The mansion's lights glowed warmly as Josh pulled up the long driveway, Sara's hand clasped tightly in his. Through the windows, they could see small faces pressed against the glass, waiting. "They haven't moved from that spot since you left," Helena's voice carried from the front step
Josh point of view The photoshoot studio buzzed with frantic energy as crew members broke down equipment. I burst through the doors, heart pounding against my ribs, only to find Sara already gone. "She left ten minutes ago," the photographer informed me. "Headed to the airport. Said something abo
The jasmine's sweetness wrapped around us as we sealed these vows with kisses. Somewhere in the mansion, a light flicked on, probably Helena watching with satisfaction as her family grew stronger. But in that moment, there was only Sara. Her love. Her acceptance. Her unwavering faith in the man I c
Josh's Point of View The garden's night-blooming jasmine filled the air with sweetness as I paced between rose bushes. Something felt different tonight, the weight of Marcus's threats mysteriously lifted, leaving me oddly unbalanced. Like a prisoner suddenly finding his cell door unlocked. "We nee
The trap was set in Helena's private office, every detail meticulously planned. Max's security team monitored feeds from hidden cameras while William stood ready with legal documents. Eva kept watch through the mansion's security system, making sure Josh remained occupied with the quadruplets' "emer
"Including whatever happened at Danny's Bar," Eva added quietly. Helena's fingers tightened on her chair arms. "That night is buried for good reason." "Clearly not buried deep enough," William observed. "The question is: how do we handle this without making things worse?" "I have contacts in the
Chapter 338 "Uncle Josh is in trouble," Mia announced, her small face unusually serious as she burst into Eva's study. Her brothers tumbled in after her, all wearing matching expressions of concern. Eva looked up from her paperwork, noting their agitation. "What makes you say that, sweetheart?" "
Chapter 337 Sara's Point of View Something changed in Josh after that man appeared in the alley. The warmth we'd built, those precious moments of connection - all vanished behind walls higher than ever before. He moved through meetings and photoshoots like a ghost, checking his phone constantly wi