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Lily’s breath came in shallow gasps as the realization settled there was no way out. Charles stood before them, his expression eerily composed, while unseen figures lurked in the shadows. The tension in the air was suffocating.Liam’s grip on her wrist tightened, a silent promise that he would protect her. His voice was calm but edged with lethal intent. “Who sent you?”Charles tilted his head, amusement dancing in his eyes. “You already know, Liam. You’ve always known.”Lily’s pulse pounded. If Liam knew, why hadn’t he said anything? She turned to him, searching his face for answers, but his expression remained unreadable.“I need a name,” Liam pressed, his voice dangerously low.Charles chuckled. “You think I’d betray my employer that easily?”Lily clenched her fists. “You betrayed us.”His gaze flicked to her, his smirk never wavering. “You were never meant to be part of this, Lily. But you got too close.”A sudden noise echoed behind them. Lily turned sharply, her heart leaping in

Lily sat alone on the edge of the villa’s guestroom bed, her arms wrapped tightly around herself. The silence pressed down like a heavy blanket, broken only by the occasional hum of the security system activating outside. Her heart hadn’t stopped pounding since the confrontation with Charles, and though he was now locked away in the basement under Liam’s orders, the damage had already been done.She no longer knew whom to trust.a evidence Charles had confessed to hiding documents that had gone missing from Liam’s office, emails redirected, even photos digitally altered painted a picture of betrayal far deeper than they’d expected. But it wasn’t just what Charles had done. It was why he had done it.Because someone else had been pulling the strings.Someone Charles had refused to name.The floor creaked outside her door, and Lily’s head snapped up. A soft knock followed.“It’s me,” Liam’s voice called, low and steady.She stood, unlocking the door. Liam stepped inside, his presence fi

The sound of her mother’s voice echoed in Lily’s mind long after she’d left the room. “I was trying to protect you.” The words clung to her skin like smoke, familiar yet suffocating. She sat on the edge of her bed, fingers digging into the soft duvet, her mind a whirlwind of grief, disbelief, and rising fury.The woman who raised her who stood at her side during Emily’s illness, who taught her how to braid her hair, who whispered bedtime stories on stormy nights was the same woman who had been working against her all along.Liam entered the room quietly, not saying anything at first. His presence was a calm force, but Lily could sense the storm beneath his stillness.“She admitted it,” Lily said flatly.“I know,” he replied. “Marco heard everything.”Lily looked up, her eyes tired. “How do you deal with it? Betrayal from your own blood?”Liam exhaled, jaw tightening. “You don’t. Not really. You survive it. And if you’re smart, you turn the pain into power.”She nodded slowly, swallowi

Silence settled over the estate like a thick, suffocating fog. After Uncle Daniel's departure, the atmosphere had shifted tense, uncertain, as though the walls themselves were bracing for the next blow. Lily stood in the foyer, watching the black SUV disappear through the gates. Her heartbeat echoed like thunder in her ears.“I don’t know how many more betrayals I can take,” she whispered.Liam stood behind her, his hand gently resting on her lower back. “Each one brings us closer to the truth. Don’t let them break you.”She turned to him, eyes red but sharp. “I won’t. Not again.”Later that day, she sat alone in her father’s old study. The room had remained untouched since his death. Dark oak shelves lined the walls, filled with books he used to read, some of them still marked with yellowing notes. The scent of tobacco and old paper lingered in the air like a ghost of the man he was.She sat at his desk, opened the drawer, and pulled out a worn leather journal her father's. She hadn’

Lily stared at the flash drive resting on the polished wooden desk like it was a live wire. Every instinct in her body told her to pick it up, slot it into her laptop, and uncover the secrets it held but fear held her frozen. Not the kind of fear that made you run, but the kind that paralyzed. The kind that whispered, Once you know, there’s no going back.Beside her, Liam was as still as a statue, eyes fixed on Seraphina Lane. His grip on the gun hadn’t eased, though his trigger finger had relaxed. He was waiting for something anything to justify trusting this woman. And so was Lily.“You said my mother gave that to you?” Lily asked, voice low and trembling. “Why you? Who are you?”Seraphina met her gaze with the quiet calm of someone who had lived too many lives. “I was your mother’s closest friend. We met long before she married into your father’s empire. She trusted me with things she couldn’t entrust to anyone else—not even your father.”“She never mentioned you,” Lily said quietl