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RACHEL'S POVWith trembling hands, I rechecked my dad's location and realized the hospital he was in was only a short distance from my house. My mind was too fogged with worry to register that before. I bolted outside, jumped into my car, and sped toward the hospital, barely noticing the world around me.When I arrived, he was in the emergency ward. The minutes dragged on like hours until the doctor finally emerged, his expression grim."We've done everything we can, but his chances of survival are slim. You may want to see him now," he said.His words hit me like a wave, but it took a moment for their full meaning to sink in. My heart felt like it had stopped. Everything around me seemed muffled, distant, like I was underwater.Without responding, I walked past the doctor and entered the room to see my father. Fear and helplessness twisted inside me, but all I could focus on was the fragile figure lying before me.e lay there, wearing an oxygen mask, his face barely recognizable from
LEO'S POVI returned home and slipped into my comfortable clothes, the weight of the day still pressing on my shoulders. Stepping onto the balcony, I let the cool breeze wash over me, but it did little to calm the storm of thoughts swirling in my mind. Should I tell her about Helen or keep it to myself? The uncertainty gnawed at me, a constant, uneasy tug in my chest.I took a slow sip of the wine in my hand, letting its warmth spread through me, when my phone buzzed in my pocket. Carlos. His name flashing on the screen pulled me from my thoughts, and I hesitated for a moment before answering, unsure of what new twist this conversation would bring.“Hello, Carlos,” I answered, still staring out at the night sky.“Oh yeah, I wanted to give you a heads-up,” Carlos started. “It’ll be officially announced tomorrow, but I thought you’d like to know in advance—we're going on a two-day seminar for our course.”I furrowed my brows, trying to process. “A seminar? What’s this about?”He continue
LEO'S POVI vaguely recalled the police officers trying to show me a video that night during their interrogation. Honestly, I hadn’t been paying much attention. I figured it was just routine, something they had to do. But now, with everything happening, I couldn't help but replay that moment in my mind.What was in that video? When did this even happen?A knot tightened in my stomach as so many thoughts raced through my head, questions I hadn’t bothered asking before suddenly weighing heavily on me.Why hadn't I paid closer attention? And why were they so insistent?But what really shook me was Rachel’s expression when she showed me the footage earlier. Her eyes, filled with disbelief and hurt, told me everything I needed to know. She believed every single part of that video—whatever it showed, it was enough to make her shut me out completely.I had no idea what I was dealing with, but I knew I had to find out. And soon."Rachel, how—where did you even—" I stammered, trying to make sen
RACHEL'S POVIt turns out my whole life has been a lie. I thought the worst was behind me after losing Dad, but then when I discovered the unimaginable—Leo is the one responsible. Little did i know more was to come. And the worst part? I still didn’t know why. What reason could he have had? Every memory, every moment we had shared, felt tainted now. The betrayal was suffocating, and I couldn’t escape it.Just when I thought I had reached the bottom of this nightmare, reality hit me harder. I was delusional to think it was over. As if the truth about Leo wasn’t enough, one of my dad’s old friends reached out. What he told me shook me to my core—Dad had discovered that Mom was having an affair. On the day of the accident, Dad had gone to confront her about it.I stood frozen, trying to process it all. It wasn’t just the accident. My dad had been living a lie, too, right up until the end. Everything I thought I knew about my family, about the people I trusted, was crumbling right in fro
RACHEL'S POVThe anger bubbled up inside me, mixing with sorrow and confusion.I felt like I was losing control. Every time I thought about my father, every memory flooded back with a new sense of betrayal. I couldn’t let this go. If the police wouldn’t do their job, then I would have to take matters into my own hands. I made the decision then—I would find a way to send Leo to jail myself.I was determined to trick Leo, to play the long game and pretend I had forgiven him. My plan was simple: once we got to the seminar, I would lure him into revealing all kinds of evidence about what had happened. I needed to expose him, and I thought I could do it without raising any suspicion. But everything took a turn I didn’t expect. The day after I showed him the video, he ignored me completely.I watched in disbelief as he approached our instructor, a deep frown etched on his face.“The project you want us to work on, I’m backing out. I have so many things lined up on my schedule” he said, frust
LEO'S POVNow it’s time to show Rachel that she can never beat me. She has no idea what she's up against. How dare she accuse me of running over someone just because of some blurry CCTV footage?The audacity to assume I was behind it, without any real evidence—she’ll regret it. If it weren’t for my mother begging me to drop the case, Rachel would already be in a prison cell.I kept my composure after that intense argument during the seminar earlier, but inside, I was simmering. This is far from over, and when the time comes, she’ll know exactly who she’s dealing with.Later that evening, Mark and the others suggested an evening picnic—probably to cool off from the tension that had been building up all day. I agreed, even though my mind was still buzzing with thoughts of Rachel. As we made our way to the picnic spot, Mark pulled me aside.Mark and I were both engrossed in our phones while Carlos and Bianca sat close, quietly cuddling by the fire. The night was calm, but I could sense t
RACHEL'S POV"‘Someone wrote it for me, thinking it was the best way to sabotage your company,’ Leo said, his voice steady, yet tinged with a hint of regret. ‘But I’m taking responsibility for it since it came from my company.’I stood there, speechless, my heart sinking as his words echoed in my mind. It was exactly what had happened in my case. A wave of guilt washed over me, heavy and unexpected.My assistant had released those damaging articles, trying to take down Leo's company in retaliation. My mind suddenly went back to memories again.Although I had suspected for a few years now that Leo might not have been involved in my father’s death—the timing and location of the incident didn’t line up with when he left my house—there was still a nagging doubt. The way he swept the case under the rug left me questioning everything, fueling my suspicion. It made him seem guilty, and his shift in attitude after I confronted him with the CCTV footage only ignited my anger further. Maybe, jus
LEO'S POVAs I stood next to my car after answering a call from one of my assistants, I couldn’t shake the memory of the kiss we had shared. The way her lips felt against mine lingered in my mind, igniting a mix of emotions I hadn’t expected.Did it mean something to Rachel? I found myself wondering, my thoughts spiraling in a direction I wasn’t sure I was ready to go.What is happening to me?I thought, frustration bubbling beneath the surface. I had always prided myself on being in control, but now I felt like I was grappling with a tempest of feelings that threatened to overwhelm me.As I leaned against the car, trying to clear my mind, my phone buzzed in my pocket. I fished it out and saw Miss Red’s name flash on the screen. She rarely called unless there was something urgent.“Leo,” she said as soon as I answered, her tone laced with urgency. “We’ve got a situation here.”“What’s going on?” I asked, my heart racing slightly.“There’s someone in the office—an unfamiliar face. He j
RACHEL'S POVI got a call from Bug saying the rival company’s CEO wanted to see me.Honestly, I couldn’t care less.Cecilia left about an hour ago, and since then, I’ve been sitting here, staring at nothing, feeling completely drained. The room is quiet, but not in a peaceful way—it’s the kind of quiet that presses on your chest, making it hard to breathe. I’ve been thinking about walking away from all of this, leaving the show behind. The idea keeps circling in my mind, louder than anything Bug said on the phone.I don’t even know why I’m here again. At first, I had a clear purpose—to join this variety show, uncover Leo’s weakness, and crush him in the game. Winning would’ve secured my company a top spot in Las Vegas, solidifying our reputation. But now? That goal feels like a distant memory, shattered into pieces. Everything I planned for seems pointless, and I can’t help but wonder if it was ever worth it in the first place.Nothing has been going right since I got here. If anyth
Michael's POV As I walked around the company, an unsettling quietness hung in the air. It wasn’t the usual hum of activity I was used to. Something was off. Perhaps a visitor had arrived, or maybe I was wrong. My suspicions were confirmed—or rather, shattered—when I entered my office and saw him. My so-called father. “That explains it,” I muttered under my breath, the words laced with a mix of irritation and resignation. The atmosphere was heavy, almost suffocating. My steps slowed as I approached my desk, every nerve in my body on high alert. His presence alone was enough to change the air, filling it with tension and unspoken words. As I moved to sit down, his eyes locked onto mine, following my every motion with an intensity that made my skin crawl. His gaze wasn’t just observing—it was probing, dissecting, searching for cracks in my armor. My jaw tightened, and I fought to keep my face neutral, refusing to let him see how his unexpected arrival unnerved me."Oh, I thought you
Rachel’s POV "Now we have to plan for this stupid wedding," I said out loud, my voice laced with frustration. Cecilia said she is coming to check up on me. I heard the doorbell, and I knew it was her. “Oh, sweetie,” she said while hugging me tightly, her arms wrapping around me like a warm blanket. I could feel the comfort in her embrace, her familiar floral scent filling the air as I let out a shaky breath. Her voice was soft, yet filled with concern, and her touch made my guarded emotions threaten to spill over. “Oh, how are you?” I asked as we went to settle down on the couch. I could sense something off in her energy, but I chose to ignore it for now. “I’m angry with you, but I just chose to come,” she said, her voice steady yet tinged with a hint of hurt. She tried to mask her expression, but the slight crease in her brow and the way her eyes avoided mine gave her away. I sighed, bracing myself for whatever was coming. “What… why?” I asked, even though I knew exactly why sh
LEO’S POV“But why now?” Rachel asked, her voice edged with frustration and confusion. “I mean, it’s been so long since he was arrested. Why is he attacking us now?” She paced back and forth in the sitting room, her steps quick and restless. Her arms were crossed tightly over her chest, and I could see the worry etched into her face. I watched her for a moment, trying to make sense of it myself. This wasn’t just a random move—it felt calculated, deliberate. But what triggered it now? After all this time? “I don’t know, Rachel,” I finally said, my tone low and serious. “But whatever it is, he clearly hasn’t let go of his grudge.” She stopped pacing and turned to face me, her eyes searching mine for answers I didn’t have."That won’t do him any good. He needed time to prepare, but eight years ago is way too long,” I said, running my hand through my hair as I tried to piece together every possible clue, every potential motive. “Or... what if he wasn’t planning anything at all?” she
VILLAIN'S POVI’ve been watching them for a long time now. Every time I see them together, it burns me inside. The way they laugh, the way they look at each other—it makes me sick. They don’t even know I exist, not when it comes to the two of them. But that’s fine. They don’t need to know, because as long as I’m alive, I’ll make sure they’re never together. I stand on the balcony, staring out into the quiet night with a glass of wine in my hand. The air is cold, biting against my skin, but I don’t care. The street below is almost empty, just a few cars passing by, their headlights cutting through the dark. The moon is high in the sky, its pale light spilling through the window and making everything look lifeless. It matches how I feel—cold and restless. My left hand grip the railing tightly, my knuckles turning white. I should have been done with this by now. Rachel wasn’t supposed to still be a problem. But the idiot I sent to take care of her is sitting in a police cell, and now
RACHEL’S POVI was stunned, frozen in place as Lily’s words echoed in my mind. She knows Someone pushed me? Why is she just telling me now?“What?!” I gasped, my voice sharper than I intended, cutting through the tense silence in the room. Lily’s eyes darted toward the door, her hand quickly gesturing for me to lower my voice. “Tell me,” I demanded, gripping her shoulders, my voice now a trembling whisper. “Who is it?” Her hesitation hung thick in the air. “It’s…” Just as she opened her mouth to reveal the truth, a sudden knock shattered the fragile moment, sending my heart racing. The atmosphere shifted instantly, tension rippling through the room like an electric charge. I felt my grip tighten on Lily’s shoulders as dread crept into my chest. Who was at the door? And did they already know what Lily was about to tell me? "Tell me… who is it?" I insisted, my voice trembling with urgency, completely ignoring the knock. Lily hesitated, her lips parting as if to final
RACHEL'S POVI insisted the hospital discharge me because I had to go to the police station. First, someone pushed me into the pool, and then I was kidnapped. Now, I can't shake the feeling that something even worse is about to happen. A sense of dread lingers, the air thick with the weight of impending danger. The tension inside me grows as I try to make sense of the chaotic events, my heart racing with fear and uncertainty.As I entered the station, my mind replayed all the horrifying moments I had endured in his place, each memory like a fresh wound reopening.“Oh, you're here to see me too?” he asked, his voice carrying a hint of surprise.“Also? Was someone else here too?” I asked, a sense of confusion creeping into my voice. He chuckled softly, the sound sending an unsettling chill through the air.“I guess you're unaware. He didn’t inform you? The person who caused your kidnapping?” he said, smiling, but there was something in his expression that made me freeze. He wasn’t joking
MICHEAL’ S POV“Cecilia… listen! Just listen,” I urged, trying to soothe her, but she was far too wound up, pacing back and forth like a storm about to break.“Don’t tell me to calm down! I need to deal with Leo. How dare he treat his younger brother like this? Why is he being so cruel to you?” Her voice was sharp with anger, each word carrying the weight of her frustration.A strange warmth filled me, knowing someone was this fiercely on my side. Perhaps I should have held onto her years ago, made her mine when I had the chance.“Cecilia, please… calm down,” I said gently, hoping to steady her.“Don’t tell me to calm down!” she snapped, grabbing her jacket, preparing to storm out. But before she could take another step, I wrapped my arms around her from behind, pulling her close.She froze, her breath hitching as I held her tight. I leaned down, my lips close to her ear, my voice a soft murmur. “I’m okay. I promise,” I whispered, letting each word linger. “And besides, time heals ever
LEO’S POV“What do you mean I’m the cause of everything?” I asked, my voice tense. He grinned mischievously.“You think I’d just tell you? No, that’s a puzzle for you to figure out,” he replied, leaning back with a smug look.I could tell he was playing mind games, trying to throw me off balance. But if I played my cards right, there was a good chance I could get him on my side.“Alright, listen,” I said, keeping my tone steady. “I have an offer for you. Tell me who hired you and the price he promised. I’ll give you triple whatever he’s offering.”He smirked, his expression unreadable.“I’m sorry, but you can’t give me what I want.”He replied, and I chuckled, matching his mischievous grin. “You sure about that? Money? I’ve got plenty. Connections? I have those too. And power? You know well enough that I’m number one on the list of Las Vegas’ most powerful bachelors. As far as I’m concerned, there’s a limit to what your employer can do for you—but his limits are like infinity compa