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Charles’ voice came through the phone line, sharp and demanding. “Anna, what do you mean Suzanne’s gone?”Anna stood outside, staring down at the phone in her trembling hand. The words were hard to say, but she forced them out. “She… she left, Charles. I don’t know where she went, but she packed up everything and walked out.”There was a brief silence before Charles spoke again, his voice tight with frustration. “What do you mean, she left? Why would she leave? Anna, what the hell is going on?”Anna’s chest tightened as she gathered the strength to continue. “She found out about the oath. The promise you made to Sarah’s parents… that you’d marry her and take care of her. Suzanne knows everything.”Charles let out a sharp breath, and then the line went dead.“Charles?” Anna’s voice wavered with confusion. “Charles?”The call had ended abruptly.A loud, mocking laugh interrupted her thoughts. Anna whipped her head around, eyes burning with fury, to see Sarah standing in the doorway of t
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The wails of the sickly toddler pierced through the grand Langford estate, echoing in the lavish but cold nursery. Sarah sat motionless on the edge of a velvet chaise, staring blankly ahead, her manicured nails drumming against the armrest. The child’s cries grated against her nerves, each sob a reminder of everything she had lost, everything she had been denied.Charles had barely looked at her since the birth. Beatrice had sneered at her in that condescending way of hers, making it clear that Sarah had failed—again."A sickly child?" Beatrice’s voice dripped with disappointment the night Sarah had given birth. "Pathetic. You were supposed to strengthen this family, not weaken it with an invalid.""You expect me to celebrate this?" Charles had added coldly, barely sparing his daughter a glance. "You were supposed to give me an heir, not a burden."Sarah had laughed bitterly that night, lying weak in the hospital bed, their words slicing deeper than any scalpel ever could. She had giv
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The grand dining room was immaculate, its polished mahogany table glinting under the soft glow of the crystal chandelier. The servants moved like shadows, their footsteps silent as they placed dish after dish of delicacies before the family. Suzanne Smith sat quietly, her hands folded in her lap, her heart heavy with an all-too-familiar tension.Her mother-in-law, Beatrice Landford, perched at the head of the table like a queen, her hawk-like eyes scanning Suzanne with barely concealed disdain. Beatrice’s perfectly coiffed hair and pristine pearl necklace only added to her air of superiority.“And how long has it been now?” Beatrice’s voice cut through the air like a blade, her tone dripping with judgment. She didn’t bother to look directly at Suzanne, instead slicing into her roast lamb with clinical precision.Suzanne stiffened, her stomach churning. She knew exactly where this conversation was headed. “Three years,” she said softly, her voice steady despite the storm brewing inside
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Suzanne’s heart raced as she felt a wave of cold panic surge through her. Her body trembled, but her mind was in a haze. The weight of the situation pressed down on her like a suffocating blanket.Charles’s eyes locked onto hers, the malicious glint in them clear. He approached her with slow, deliberate steps, and Suzanne’s body instinctively recoiled, but she had nowhere to retreat. The bedframe pressed into her back, the coldness of the sheets beneath her offering no comfort."Do you think you can defy me?" he asked, his voice low, menacing. "You’ve forgotten your place, Suzanne. Let me remind you."She opened her mouth to speak, to fight back with whatever strength she had left, but her words caught in her throat. His hand was already at her back, pulling the fabric of her dress down, exposing her skin.“No, please,” she whispered, her voice cracking. The plea hung in the air, weak and desperate, but Charles didn’t listen. With a swift movement, he raised his belt, the leather col
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A year and 10 months.The warm sunlight filtered through the lush greenery of the Smith estate garden as Suzanne sat opposite her father, Armstrong Smith. His stern expression mirrored the tension in the air, his hands clasped tightly around the ornate cane he rarely needed but always carried.“I’ve decided it’s time,” he began, his voice steady but unyielding. “The Smith Empire needs its rightful head, and that’s you, Suzanne.”Suzanne’s brow furrowed as she sat back in her chair. “Me?” she repeated, incredulous. “What about Nina? She’s been with the company for years. She knows it inside out.”Her father’s eyes narrowed, his tone laced with disapproval. “Nina is not a Smith. You are. And it’s high time you started acting like it.”Suzanne bristled, her voice rising. “I didn’t ask to be born into this family. And you can’t just expect me to walk back into a life I left behind and take over as if nothing happened.”Armstrong leaned forward, his grip tightening on the cane. “You left t
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Suzanne stumbled into the house, her body heavy with exhaustion, but her mind even more so. Her eyes burned with unshed tears as she dragged herself through the door, fighting the weight of everything she had just learned. She moved slowly, her steps faltering with each breath, as if her entire world was crashing around her.Just as she reached the base of the stairs, she felt her foot catch. Her body lurched forward, but before she could lose balance, a steady hand grasped her arm.“Suzy? Are you alright?” Anna’s voice was soft, filled with concern as she helped Suzanne steady herself.Suzanne barely glanced at her, her eyes cast downward. She took a deep breath, willing herself to hold it together. She lifted her leg to take another step up the stairs but nearly missed it, causing her to grip the railing tightly. Anna’s hand hovered, ready to help.“I’m fine,” Suzanne snapped, her voice tight. She raised a hand, stopping Anna. “I’ll take care of myself.”Anna didn’t back off. “Suzy,
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Suzanne pushed open the heavy doors of the lounge, the dim lighting inside contrasting with the brightness of the night outside. Sarah was sitting at the far end of a long, sleek table, her fingers tapping lightly on the surface. The moment she spotted Suzanne, her lips curled into a small, almost mocking smile.“Over here,” Sarah called, her voice cold but calm.Suzanne’s heart raced. She had no idea what this meeting was about, but she already felt her patience thinning. She approached the table, glancing around, her eyes narrowing as she finally faced Sarah.“What do you want, Sarah?” Suzanne’s voice was steady, but the tension in the air was palpable.Sarah shifted in her seat, her eyes meeting Suzanne's with a deliberate coolness. “I wanted to speak with you. About Charles.”Suzanne’s brows furrowed. “Charles? What could you possibly want to say about him?”"Oh, come on, baby. Sit down and relax. Let me get the bartender," Sarah said, raising her hand to call over the bartender,
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