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Philip Seeing Josh's picture, I struggle to articulate how it makes me feel. It's almost as though Mariano is playing games with me. Glancing at Sarah, I noticed her lips were still parted in disbelief. "I feel so stupid!" she exclaimed. Her hands gripped the clean white sheets. "Try to stay calm, love," I reassured, squeezing her hand. "I trusted him completely, Philip. I told him about my deepest feelings, my struggles... How could he betray me like this?" Her voice rose, tinged with anger and disbelief. "And who is this new Sarah? What kind of sick game is this?" Glancing at Jakob by the window, I hoped for his insight. He responded with a shrug, his expression tinged with concern. I hadn't told Sarah everything that happened because I didn't want to add more stress to her fragile state. "Don't worry about it. We'll figure this out," I assured her, trying to inject confidence into my voice. "We'll do everything we can." "But it doesn't make any sense! Did that person reall
Philip "What do you mean, 'Who am I?'" the woman asked incredulously, shooting a questioning glance at Trey, feigning confusion. A smirk tugged at the corner of my lips. "Sarah's expressions, the way she speaks, her subtle gestures, even her scent—they're all unique to her. Yours, on the other hand... it's pungent." I took a deep breath, noticing her overpowering perfume. Curious to uncover her identity, I chose my words carefully, masking my intent with floral phrases, hoping she would continue the charade. "Why are you doing this to me, Philip?" She sank into the soft leather couch, her movements awkward and exaggerated. With narrowed eyes, she scrutinized me, her voice thick with feigned emotion. "Is this about Josh? I promise, there's nothing between us. I did have feelings for him once, but they mean nothing—nothing compared to what I feel for you..." Her voice trembled, tears welling in her eyes but not spilling over. Even Trey wasn't buying her Oscar-worthy performance, c
Philip The burial of my mother and my fight with Josh happened on the same day. If I had seen this woman pretending to be Sarah on that day, there's a good chance she knew exactly where I was going and what I was thinking. Mariano's new assistant informed me that Josh's body was missing. The strong ocean currents had taken him, leaving no trace. After a week of searching, Josh was officially declared dead. I wondered just how much Megan knew about Mariano's network. Was she just a pawn or a key player in this twisted game? On the other hand, Sarah told me that Josh was furious with this woman because of what she did. But I began to doubt: what if the bodyguard lied to Sarah to manipulate my wife's trust? The thought made me feel sick. If Josh lied, it would definitely hurt Sarah’s feelings. Josh's true motives were a mystery, a puzzle with pieces that didn't quite fit together. His skill at moving between Megan, Mariano, Madam Olsen, and Sarah effortlessly made me doubt everythi
Sarah Josh was invited into the office to handle the situation discreetly rather than causing a public scene. Thankfully, a small, well-appointed meeting room is prepared for visiting business partners. This room called the Summit Room, is where Lexi and Jakob usually work when they're at Highland Hills overseeing the LoveLogic project app development. At this moment, Josh is seated in the Summit Room. Two trusted security guards stand watch near the door. Looking professionally detached, Jakob sits across from Josh with his laptop open, but his attention is focused on him. In the main office, I introduced myself to Mike and Sophia. "It's a pleasure to meet you both in person," I greeted them, trying to sound warm despite the turmoil in my mind. Mike gave a firm handshake, and Sophia smiled. "It's an honor to meet you face-to-face finally, Ms. Sarah!" Mike replied enthusiastically. Forcing a smile, sweat formed on my forehead. I was waiting for Philip to arrive, as Trey had a
Sarah "Could everyone please leave Philip and me alone?" I asked, addressing everyone in the Summit Room. Jakob hesitated, then gave an understanding nod before leaving. They all exited one by one until Trey was the last to leave. Once Philip and I were alone, a heavy silence filled the room. I wiped away my tears, trying to compose myself. My husband's eyes narrowed as he looked at me, taking in my reactions. "What is it that I don't know, Philip? "What am I missing that's left me so blindsided by all this?" I pleaded, desperate for answers. He laughed bitterly, surprising me. "You're asking me that, Sarah?" He shook his head. "Now you know how it feels to be kept in the dark, to have secrets kept from you!" His voice rose slightly, his hurt and frustration showing. Stunned into silence, I opened my mouth a few times, but no words came out. His words hurt, and finding any explanations was a struggle. Philip's face twisted with deep pain. "Sarah, I need you to be honest wi
Bronn It's been months since I convinced Emily to come with me to Henderson. However, her commitments to Sarah's group often keep her in Highland Hills, which frustrates and intrigues me. Balancing our new life together and her ongoing responsibilities has been a delicate dance. We were both surprised to learn that Sarah frequently stays at Serenity Pines because she is pregnant, something she cannot disclose publicly. Tonight, as I prepared to attend a high-profile gathering while Emily stepped in as Sarah's representative, we were getting ready to leave the mansion together. "Daddy, can't I come with you and Mommy?" Willow asked as I put on my necktie. Emily was being attended to by three stylists in another room. "Come here," I said softly, beckoning her closer. As she rushed toward me, eyes wide with excitement, I realized how much my life had transformed. In an instant, I went from being alone to experiencing pure happiness. I scooped Willow up, relishing the weight of her
Emily I spotted Bronn and Jane, Philip Cornell's sister, slipping away from the bustling party into a secluded corner of the expansive open lounge. Curiosity gnawed at me, but I resisted the urge to follow. I decided to wait until their conversation ended. Turning my attention back to the party, I was approached by two assistants in Aspire Financial Group. The woman, Vivian, was a sleek blonde about Sophia's age, and the man, Derek, around his forties, exuded an air of smug self-importance. "Ms. Carter, how is Ms. Mitchell doing? We haven't seen her at several important gatherings lately. She hasn't been coming to the office either. There are some rumors that President Cornell is keeping her locked up," Vivian said. A waiter glided past with a tray of crystal flutes filled with bubbling champagne. I plucked one gracefully, using the moment to compose my thoughts. After almost a year of working closely with Sarah, I had become adept at brushing off rumors. Cautiously, I took a sip
Sarah "What are you doing here?" I asked Jane, my voice tinged with concern. I scanned the crowded lounge, wondering if she had come with anyone. "I'm alone. I heard Bronn married your executive assistant," she said sadly. Jane and I hadn't been in touch much lately, and I didn't realize how deeply she felt. Jakob told me that she had confessed her love to Bronn, but I hadn't grasped the gravity of the situation until now. I took Jane's hand and tried to console her. "Oh, love," I said softly, "Maybe it was just an infatuation. There are so many wonderful people in the world who would love you deeply." Her reaction was immediate and intense. "No, Sarah! I was in love with Bronn from the very first time you introduced him to me. He even saved me from Madam Cornell on the cruise! I worked hard to draw his character in LoveLogic because I love him!" Jane exclaimed, raising her voice. Studying her face, I sought signs of alcohol's influence. Her speech remained clear, yet her em