Chapter 339 She stood. She didn’t rush. She calmly smoothed the heavy emerald velvet of her skirt and drew herself to her full height, her posture radiating absolute, terrifying authority. “You are right, Charla,” Cailin said. Her voice wasn’t loud, but it possessed a cold, piercing clarity that cut through
Chapter 338 Cailin and Hilliard walked down the grand staircase, the spotlight tracking their descent. They took their seats at the primary table, directly across from Preston. Preston stood at the microphone, his face flushed with alcohol and ego, delivering a long-winded speech about his uncle’s legacy and his own
Chapter 337 “Respect?” Cailin let out a harsh, bitter laugh. “Is that what you call it? Tell me, Hilliard — did you get down on one knee like this five years ago? When you fastened your mother’s ruby necklace around Charla’s neck?” Hilliard’s anger vanished. His face went completely slack,
Chapter 336 Cailin didn’t flinch. She picked up a glass of champagne from a passing waiter’s tray and raised it, clinking it against Preston’s scotch glass. The crystal rang out sharply. “Don’t worry about my budget, Preston,” Cailin said, her lips curving into a cold smile. “The air in Europe
Chapter 335 Cailin was wearing a piece of fashion history — an archival haute couture gown, a vintage masterpiece that could not be bought, only borrowed by the absolute elite. The dress was made of deep emerald-green velvet that clung to her curves like a second skin. The neckline plunged
Chapter 334 Silas stepped forward and handed her a manila envelope. Inside was a stack of flawlessly forged auction records and a certificate of authenticity. The buyer’s signature at the bottom read: Cali. “It’s bulletproof,” Kegan assured her. “Burn them to the ground, Cailin.” Cailin ended the call. She carefully
Chapter 333 The nanny swallowed hard. She reached down, picked up the velvet box and the black card, walked three steps down the hall, and dumped the entire fortune into the brass trash receptacle. Hilliard closed his eyes. A sharp pain radiated behind his sternum. The rejection was absolute. He
Chapter 332 The words hit Hilliard like a physical slap. He flinched. Sensing the shift in the room, Jakobe decided to push his luck. He let go of Hilliard’s leg and took a step toward Elia, holding out his hand. “Let’s be friends, Elia,” Jakobe said sweetly, reaching for the
Chapter 331 Cailin let out a laugh that sounded like breaking glass. The sheer absurdity of his logic made her stomach churn. “SEALs?” Cailin mocked, her eyes blazing. “Are your snipers going to shoot your mother when she calls Elia a bastard? Are your bodyguards going to tackle Jakobe when
Chapter 330 Jeraldine’s eyes flicked to the mark, but her expression hardened. “Children play rough. It was an accident. But pushing someone to the ground is violence.” Cailin felt a wave of pure disgust wash over her. The toxicity of this house was suffocating. She didn’t say another word. She
Chapter 329 Inside, Elia sat quietly on the thick Persian rug, meticulously snapping colorful Lego bricks together to build a massive, intricate European castle. Her small face was a picture of intense concentration. From the corner of the room, Jakobe approached. Jeraldine’s adopted golden child — whose banishment to Switzerland
Chapter 328 As they passed Nadine, Hilliard stopped for a fraction of a second. He turned his head. His cold grey eyes swept over her, taking in the cardboard box and the smeared red lipstick. He looked at her the way a man looks at a dead rat on the
Chapter 327 Her colleagues exchanged uncomfortable glances and forced tight, polite smiles, intimidated by Zach’s position as Regional Director even if they despised Nadine. The elevator dinged again. Cailin stepped into the lobby wearing a sharp khaki trench coat belted tightly at her waist, a sleek leather portfolio in hand.
Chapter 326 He looked at the billion-dollar seal. Then he looked at Nadine. Without a moment’s hesitation, he peeled Nadine’s arms off his chest and took a large step back, physically distancing himself from her. “Zach?” Nadine whispered, her voice cracking. “What are you doing?” “Security,” Zach ordered, his voice
Chapter 325 Cailin didn’t say a word. She walked up to the mahogany desk, raised her right hand, and slammed a fifty-page document down onto the polished wood. The heavy thud echoed in the room. Nadine flinched violently. Her hand jerked, and the red lipstick smeared a harsh, clownish line
Chapter 324 “And then you can go,” Hilliard said. “Take the girl. Take the money. Just go. I don’t want to see you ever again.” He turned and walked away, disappearing into the shadows. As he went, he discreetly pulled out his phone and sent a single text to a
Chapter 323 He stared at the official stamps, the doctor’s signature. He had to sell it. For them. “No,” he whispered, allowing a tremor into his voice. “That’s not true.” “It is,” Cailin said, holding his gaze, her own expression a mask of cold regret. “I ended the pregnancy, Hilliard.
Chapter 322 Dr. Sterling walked out and looked at Hilliard. He shook his head. “Time of death, 4:12 PM.” Amerigo was gone. Preston, who had been lurking down the hall, let out a howl of performative grief. “My uncle! My poor uncle!” He immediately turned to his lawyer. “Seal the
Chapter 321 Cailin felt the blood leave her body. Hilliard, who had followed them to the doorway, froze. His eyes locked on Cailin, the single word Zurich confirming everything he already knew — a silent, loaded exchange over the dying man’s bed. Amerigo’s eyes widened with desperate hope. “Zurich? Boys?”
Chapter 320 Elia rolled backward, grabbing a heavy wooden block and holding it up, ready to strike. “Touch me,” Elia warned, “and I will scream so loud the windows break. And this time, I won’t lie.” Jakobe stopped. He saw the ferocity in Elia’s small body. This wasn’t a victim.