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LEO'S POVI sensed a figure hovering over me. At first, I thought it was Rachel, but then I realized it wasn't her scent.Before I opened my eyes, I heard her words.“Excuse me, you know, I think you seem to have an unrequited interest in my husband.”I stayed silent, listening to their conversation.For some reason, I felt satisfied with Rachel’s comebacks.I could sense the tension between them.I know Helen is saying those things because she seems to be interested in me, but what about Rachel? What was her reason for doing so?“So you were awake?!” she asked, hands on her hips, as though she felt betrayed.I opened my eyes and sat up, raising my face to meet her gaze. Her eyes showed she had just woken up.“Yeah,” was all I could mutter.“Oh, I see. So you enjoyed it while she was here hovering over you?” she asked again, and I wondered why she was so invested in it.“Why do you care?” I asked, and it looked as though those words hurt her. She kept quiet and turned to leave but then
RACHEL'S POVI can't remember the last time I played hide and seek; it's not fun at all. I really hope Leo finds me soon. There's a screen in the room where we can watch our husbands searching for us.The room I'm in is dark blue, filled with luxury items that only a billionaire would have to pass the time—there’s a state-of-the-art entertainment system, a stocked bar with vintage wines, gourmet snacks, and even a mini spa setup. Anything to keep from getting bored.I sat down at the table filled with food and remembered Barrister Hudson’s call earlier, informing me that the first court appearance is on Tuesday, just after we leave this castle.I felt suffocated, wondering what the prosecutors had against me.I watched through the screen as the men kept searching for us.Leo hadn’t made a move yet. I don’t know what he’s thinking.All the rooms had the same color doors, but there was something that differentiated them: the door knobs.I chose this room because I liked the design of the
LEO'S POVOf course, I hate Rachel, but I’d rather be in the same room with her than with Helen.For the past few weeks, I haven’t rested well, and after what happened yesterday in the forest, it’s been nothing but a headache. I really need to get some proper rest once we leave this castle.I told myself this as I slowly opened my eyes. I turned to see if Rachel was in the room, but she was nowhere to be found.Then the door opened gently, and there she was, peeking in to see if I was awake.“Thank goodness, you’re awake,” she said, approaching the bed.“If you feel you can stand up, then I need you to get ready because it’s almost time for the ball dance,” she said, and I ignored her.I always ignore her when I have no interest in picking a fight. She had this look in her eyes, as if she wanted to ask, “Are you feeling better?” but I knew she wouldn’t actually say it.Why was I even expecting her to ask?I sat up and slowly got out of bed while she watched my every move.Of course, I’
RACHEL'S POV**CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE****RACHEL’S POV**My mind went blank when Leo said those words. I could sense the anger in his voice, but there was also a hurt that seemed to seep through his tone. Perhaps that was why he was so aggressive toward Peter.The question I asked took a lot of courage. I wanted to mind my own business, but worry kept pushing me to ask.When I asked, Leo’s lips parted as if he wanted to answer, but then he shut them again and remained silent. I understood. Not everyone is willing to open up about personal matters, especially when their so-called enemy suddenly acts out of character.About an hour later, I got dressed in my red silky gown. The dress was form-fitting, with a deep V-neckline that added a touch of allure. The fabric shimmered under the light, and the thigh-high slit showed off my legs. The heels I wore were elegant, with delicate straps that glistened, exuding both luxury and grace.Sometimes, I wished I were Marilyn Monroe, but then again,
LEO’S POVRachel looked absolutely stunning in her red dress. The gown hugged her figure in all the right places, flowing elegantly down her legs with a thigh-high slit that added a hint of daring. The silky fabric shimmered under the lights, catching every glint and enhancing her radiant beauty. Her heels were the perfect complement—delicate, high, and exuding an air of sophistication that spoke of both elegance and expense.I was taken aback by how beautiful she looked, but I wasn’t about to let her know that. When I sensed the sincerity in her voice as she asked about Helen, I slowly opened up, realizing she wasn’t planning anything. Then, unexpectedly, the words escaped my mouth: “Care for a dance?”Rachel was silent for a moment, then nodded with a “sure.”I felt a strange satisfaction when she accepted. I wasn’t sure what would follow, but I stretched out my hand, and she placed hers in mine. I couldn’t remember the last time we held hands like this, but her touch was warm and s
RACHEL’S POVI forgot everything—the past, my hatred towards Leo. I had been mistaken for a while, but thank goodness my vision cleared before it was too late.Perhaps I should not have signed up for this variety show. Everything started going wrong the day I joined, but what could I do now?I paced back and forth in the room, unable to sleep despite the hour. I hoped Leo wouldn’t wake and see me distressed. I had tried various plans, but none seemed viable.My primary focus now had to be proving my innocence as quickly as possible while devising a business plan to boost my mall and reduce its losses.In the morning, I had breakfast and began my meditation while Leo went to exercise. I no longer wanted to think about him, even in my thoughts. I resolved never to make that mistake again.The other couples sensed the growing distance between us, including Helen. Oh, please, she deserved him, and he deserved her. They were birds of the same feather—betrayers.Minutes later, we rested. Acc
LEO’S POVI felt a twinge of guilt for Rachel. I thought about telling her that the article wasn’t posted by me, but after seeing today’s headline, I wasn’t sure it mattered anymore.I went back inside and dressed to meet with the shareholders. Miss Red had arranged the meeting, and I was eager to hear from John. As expected, I saw a call from him.“Did you find him?” I asked, eager to locate the doctor.“Not yet, boss. His real name isn’t Dr. Finn Rian. He changed it three years ago,” John said, raising more suspicions in my mind.“Do you know his real name?”“Not yet, but I’ll figure it out soon,” he replied. I urged him to proceed with the search; time was of the essence.As I opened the door, I bumped into Rachel. Her face looked like she wanted to say something, but her eyes were filled with fury. We exchanged no words, and I passed by her.Today, a new driver would be taking me around since John was away. I received a call from one of the assistants in the States.“Yes, anything
RACHEL’S POVThe court proceedings were tougher than I had anticipated. The questions were direct and unrelenting, leaving little room for avoidance. While I might not have caused Sarah Eli’s death through power tripping, my negligence in handling my employees was glaringly evident. It took nearly an hour and a half to finish, and once we were done, I headed back to the company for an emergency meeting with all the directors.“What on earth is going on? I’m already framed for a case, and instead of focusing on how to get back on our feet, someone leaked information about ‘Leo’s first blah blah’ to the media. Who is responsible?” I demanded, my frustration palpable.Despite the fact that Leo was now facing a crisis, something I had secretly hoped for, I needed to understand why my team had acted without my knowledge.“I asked again, who is responsible?” I repeated, emphasizing each word. I needed answers on why they took such action without informing me.“I—I did,” came a familiar voice
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
LEO’S POVWe’ve been enemies for years, and nothing unusual happened. But the moment we started caring for each other, the strange occurrences returned, darker and more unsettling.As I drove to meet Micheal, a plan already forming in my mind, my phone rang. Rachel. Her voice was filled with urgency, and the next words she spoke left me cold."What?!" I shouted, slamming my foot on the brake. My car jerked to a stop, my heart racing as if it might tear through my chest."Dave has never been in prison?" I asked, my voice low, but the disbelief was clear. I clung to the steering wheel, knuckles white. "No," Rachel confirmed, her voice shaky. "There are no records of him in the prison database." That was it. Dave was involved—he had a hand in all of this madness. My pulse quickened, thoughts spinning as I tried to piece it all together."I’m coming. I’ll get back to you," I said, my voice strained. Hanging up, I pressed the gas pedal, my mind now consumed by questions.As I drove, I dia
RACHEL’ S POV I know things have been awkward between us lately. We were at loggerheads just weeks ago, but this variety show brought us closer than I ever expected. "Leo..." I called, and he looked up at me. He was sitting a bit far away but moved closer, settling next to me. "Yes?" he answered, his eyes locking with mine. I have so many questions I want to ask him, especially now, but I don't know how to begin. "Could you hand me my phone?" I asked, stretching out my hand. He passed it to me, and I played a video before handing it back to him. He watched it, and I could tell he remembered. "I think this is where everything between us started," I said. It was a video of the day my dad was hit in that tragic accident. For a long time, I believed Leo was responsible, but over the months, doubt crept in. The video felt too real to dismiss, but part of me started wondering if I had been wrong all along. Maybe, just maybe, I should’ve asked instead of blaming him from the start. B
LEO'S POVAs I stepped further into the abandoned building, my heart raced. In the flickering light, I spotted Rachel, tied to a chair, her eyes wide with fear. Panic surged through me as I noticed a group of men emerging from a dark room, their expressions menacing. What made my blood run cold was the sight of a bomb strapped to her body, wires and a digital timer blinking ominously. My instincts kicked in, and I couldn't think of anything else but getting to her. I rushed toward Rachel, my heart pounding in my chest. “Get away from her!” I shouted, adrenaline coursing through my veins. The men, however, just laughed, their eyes filled with malice. One of them held a remote, taunting me with it. “Step closer, and we’ll set it off,” he sneered. “Leo, don’t!” Rachel pleaded, her voice trembling. But I couldn’t back down. I took another step forward, my resolve unyielding. In an instant, pain exploded in my leg as I felt a sharp sting; I had been shot. I stumbled but kept my focus o
LEO'S POVAs I stepped further into the abandoned building, my heart raced. In the flickering light, I spotted Rachel, tied to a chair, her eyes wide with fear.Panic surged through me as I noticed a group of men emerging from a dark room, their expressions menacing.What made my blood run cold was the sight of a bomb strapped to her body, wires and a digital timer blinking ominously. My instincts kicked in, and I couldn't think of anything else but getting to her.I rushed toward Rachel, my heart pounding in my chest.“Get away from her!” I shouted, adrenaline coursing through my veins. The men, however, just laughed, their eyes filled with malice. One of them held a remote, taunting me with it.“Step closer, and we’ll set it off,” he sneered.“Leo, don’t!” Rachel pleaded, her voice trembling. But I couldn’t back down. I took another step forward.In an instant, pain exploded in my leg as I felt a sharp sting; I had been shot. I stumbled but focused on Rachel, who was looking at me
LEO'S POV “What’s our next step?” I asked the officer, urgency lacing my voice.“Right now, we’re compiling a description of the suspect,” he replied, motioning to the forensic team working on their computers.“We’ll use facial recognition software to see if we can match him against any known criminals in the system.”Just then, Bug burst into the room, his face a mixture of concern and determination. “Leo, I’ve got something,” he said, urgency in his voice.“What is it?” I asked, my heart pounding in anticipation.“My boss once told me that she will put tracking device on all her shoes right Sarah Eli’s murder and I think it is linked to her macbook in the office” Bug said, bringing outa macbook that probably belongs to Rachel.“She said on it for safety reasons.”“Right,” I said, nodding.“She wanted to make sure we could always find her if anything happened again.” Bug continued“We can track her location using that device,” Bug said, pulling out his phone. “If she’s wearing those