It had been six months since Daisy’s “accident” on set, but in the time since, she had not let anything—or anyone—slow her down. Quietly determined, she began putting her knowledge of the future to work, creating a path that would change the entertainment industry. She wrote her first screenplay, a compelling story with a unique twist, which she knew would become a hit. As expected, it took the industry by storm, catapulting her name to new heights.With the success of her first movie, Daisy decided to take an even bolder step. She established her own entertainment agency, Phoenix Pictures, a nod to her rebirth and her journey back to the top. Her reputation grew quickly, and soon, talented actors, directors, and writers were clamoring to work with her. Every project she touched seemed to turn into gold, but Daisy’s determination was about more than just success. This was her shield, her fortress. Building her own empire would make it harder for anyone to tear her down, especially Nat
Pain—an emotion she was no stranger to. Emotional, mental, physical. She had known it all, endured it all, but never imagined it would come from the one person she trusted most."Mr. Grant, after so long, you finally appear with Miss Rodrigo! Are you two making your relationship public?" a reporter's voice echoed across the prison hall."Please make way for Mr. Grant," came the coy voice from the television—the voice of the one person who had shattered her world."They look like the perfect couple." "Wonder what their baby will look like." "Bet Mr. Grant’s a beast in bed."Laughter bubbled around her, but Daisy couldn’t tear her eyes from the screen. The cold, aloof Louis Grant, who once held her hand, massaged her tired feet, and carried her on his back... now standing beside someone else, his arm draped casually around her. How had everything changed so drastically?Who would remember the woman who had once been the center of his life? The woman who had thrown it all away for the sa
"And you're sure no one’s been bothering her at work?" Liam asked, glancing over at Dandelion as they stood in the hallway, both trying to figure out the reason for their younger sister's strange behavior that morning."Liam, I’m her manager. If anyone tried anything, I’d know. Sure, she’s had her moments, but nothing that would cause such a drastic change," Dandelion replied, crossing her arms."I found her staring out the window earlier," Liam muttered, his brow furrowing. "She seemed lost, but at the same time... excited? I’ve never seen her like that before.""I’ll keep a closer eye on her," Dandelion promised, knowing how protective Liam was over Daisy. The youngest Croft sibling had always been Liam’s bottom line, and no one dared cross that line."Just promise me—if something comes up, I’m the first person you call," Liam said firmly."Do we have a choice?" Dandelion laughed, shaking her head. "Come on, let’s get downstairs before the little wolf devours the entire table."They
Daisy sat across from Louis, her hands clenched beneath the table as she tried to calm the racing thoughts in her mind. The restaurant was quiet, the kind of high-end place where hushed whispers and the soft clinking of glasses filled the air. Louis had yet to say much, his eyes distant, as though he'd already made up his mind. He looked just like she remembered—tall, composed, and heartbreakingly handsome. The silence between them stretched as Daisy gathered the courage to speak."I’m glad you made it," Louis finally said, his voice low, betraying none of the emotions she knew he had once held for her. "We need to talk about us."Daisy's heart squeezed at his words. This was it—the moment he had planned to break things off. She had been preparing for this. Her eyes met his, and she forced herself to speak, her voice trembling slightly. "Louis, I know things have been difficult between us. But I want to fix this. I realize now how much I took you for granted."Louis raised an eyebrow,
Daisy stood in front of the mirror, her reflection gazing back at her with a determination she hadn't seen in years—or in lifetimes. Her face was the same as it had always been, but the fire in her eyes was new. The last chapter of her life had ended in fire, betrayal, and death, but this time, she would rewrite her story.She knew where to start. Natalie."That snake," Daisy whispered to herself. She remembered the pain Natalie had caused her—the false concern, the lies, the carefully crafted web that had ensnared her entire family and led to their demise. But it was more than just manipulation. Natalie had powerful connections, and it wasn’t until Daisy’s dying days that she discovered just how deep her best friend’s ties went.Natalie wasn’t just a conniving socialite. She had ties to the underworld—specifically the mafia. That was why Natalie had been untouchable, how she had gotten away with murder without even getting her hands dirty. Her enemies vanished, obstacles disappeared,
Louis sat in his office, his mind far from the papers in front of him. Daisy’s recent changes gnawed at him—her sudden maturity, her apologetic demeanor, the way she looked at him with eyes that seemed… older. He couldn’t shake the feeling that something was different about her, something beyond her just ‘growing up.’“Sir,” his right-hand man said as he entered the room, breaking Louis from his thoughts, “We’ve completed the investigation on Miss Croft. There’s nothing out of the ordinary. Her routine is the same as it’s always been.”Louis nodded, but his unease remained. He tapped a pen against his desk, watching the seconds tick by on the clock.“Arrange a meeting with Liam Croft,” Louis finally said. “I need answers.”His man left, but the room felt heavier now. Louis leaned back in his chair, lost in thought. He had loved Daisy for as long as he could remember, loved her fire, her unpredictability. But now, she was different. More reserved. Almost as if she carried a secret she
Natalie sat in the back of a sleek, black car, her eyes scanning through the latest reports about Daisy's new film project. She grinned coldly, knowing that her first real strike was about to land. Her fingers tapped impatiently on the armrest as she thought of the perfect opportunity to remind Daisy of her place. Despite her efforts to stay under the radar, Natalie wasn’t going to let things slide any longer. She had been watching quietly from the sidelines, waiting for the perfect moment to act, and now, it was here.Daisy had just landed one of the biggest roles of her career, a chance to star in an international blockbuster that would elevate her status in the industry. The role was everything Daisy had been working toward—a complex, layered character that would show off her true acting abilities. It was a major stepping stone, and one that Natalie had once thought belonged to someone else. But now, Daisy was taking it, and that simply wouldn’t do.She made a quick call, her voice
Daisy’s body tensed as she lay in the hospital bed, her mind swirling with thoughts that went far beyond her physical injuries. The accident on set had been no accident—she knew that much. It wasn’t a freak occurrence, but a calculated move. And she knew exactly who was behind it: Natalie.Her dear friend, her supposed ally, had orchestrated the whole thing. Daisy had known for some time that Natalie wasn’t as innocent as she pretended to be. In her past life, she had been blind to it, blinded by trust and friendship. But now, after being given a second chance, Daisy saw through the facade. Natalie’s connections to the underworld were well-hidden, but Daisy had seen enough in her previous life to understand the dangers Natalie posed.She clenched her fists under the blanket, the pain from her bruised ribs barely registering compared to the storm of emotions inside her. She couldn’t tell Louis or Liam—not yet. If she did, Natalie would strike harder. Her ties to the underworld meant sh