All Chapters of From Lies To Love: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Chapter Forty-Two: Manipulation (Vivian's POV)News hit me like a knife to the chest.Carter was working with Simeon again.After all I had done for him—everything I had sacrificed—he still had the audacity to crawl back to that man? My fingers curled into fists as I paced my office, my high heels clicking angrily against the marble floor.It was the fire of betrayal, hotter and far stronger than the rage that boiled in my veins. How dare he? After all the power, influence, and fortune I had put at his feet, he had still dared to deal with my enemy. This was intolerable.I reached for my phone on the desk and dialed Carter's number. Once. Twice. Three times.He didn't answer.Coward.Fine. If he wouldn’t come to me, I’d go to him.I grabbed my coat and stormed out, my mind racing with fury. Carter would regret this decision.—His empire was still as grand: tall glassy windows, high ceilings, security guards at each corner, none allowing anyone near the building unless they had the r

Chapter Forty-Four: Out in the Cold(Lily’s POV)The night air was cold.Colder than I had ever felt before.I stood in front of the large iron gates, unable to move, but it wasn't the cold wind nipping at my skin that froze me. The heavy resonance of Simeon's words echoed in my ears, suffocating me from the inside out.“Get out.”I had begged him. Pleaded. Looked into his eyes hoping to find a glimmer of the love he once had for me.But there was nothing.Just coldness.Just anger.Just disappointment.And now, I stand outside his house the big mansion with my bags at my feet, utterly deserted.I swallowed the lump in my throat and raised my phone, trembling hands, dialed him again. No answer. I called again. Still nothing.I tried texting. Message sent. Not read.My hands gripped the phone tighter as I stared at the dark screen. My heart was in such a despairing state, torn each moment, piece by piece. How had it come to this? How had I lost him so completely?I could hold back the

Chapter Forty-Six: No Way Out(Lily's POV)From the moment I stepped into Vivian's house, I knew I was trapped.The door slammed behind me, my fate sealed. The air was dense, suffocating, like the walls were closing in around me. My heart pounded against my ribs, my breath in ragged gulps.Nelson's hold on my arm became stronger as he pulled me deeper within. I fought, planting my heels in the ground, but it was no use. He was too powerful, and I was too exhausted by fatigue, fear, and the bitter sting of betrayal.Vivian was in the middle of the lavishly furnished living room, her arms folded, her red lips twisting in a wicked smile."Look at you," she said to herself, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "The great Lily, reduced to nothing."I swallowed, not wanting her to know that I was scared."What do you want from me?" I demanded, my voice quivering in spite of trying to sound strong.Vivian laughed low in her throat, circling me like a predator sizing up its prey. "Oh, Lily," she w

The PlanSimeon's POVI tried to focus on work. I promise, I did. But the more signatures I put on papers, the more calls I answered, and the more meetings I attended, my thoughts always ended up back with her.Lily.Damn it. I ran my hand through my hair in frustration, leaning back in my chair. I had told Amelia I didn't care. I had played it like I didn't care that Lily was with Vivian and Nelson. I reminded myself she had deserved it for having betrayed me.But why did the devil himself make it feel like a knife twisting in my chest whenever I thought of it?I stood up and walked to the window, gazing out over the city below. It was already dark, the streetlights glinting like tiny fireflies. Somewhere in this city, Lily was suffering. And I was letting it happen.My fists clenched.I had been lying to myself.I had previously rationalized to myself that I was punishing her. That she was being taught a lesson. But not this.Not by the hands of Vivian and Nelson.I had been familia

Chapter Fifty : The Moment of TruthLily's POVThe only thing I immediately noticed upon waking with my eyes was how comfortable the bed was around me. This wasn't cold, concrete floors I was used to—it was different. The blankets were still warm from previous, and you could catch a whiff lightly of the scent of the room still present in the air. The room was peaceful, quiet, and for that instant, I had forgotten where I was, or why I was even here.Then I felt it. The being beside me.My heart skipped a beat as I slowly moved my head, my body still trembling. Simeon. He was sitting beside the bed, his eyes fixed on me with those intensifying orbs. His jaw was set, his posture stiff, but he didn't look mad. Not yet, anyway.For a moment, I just stood there, staring at him in an effort to understand the reality of what was occurring. Everything that had happened up until then, everything I had done, seemed to blur. I tried to recall my last moments of consciousness—the terror, the pain