Novels by Newton

For a second, Liam just stared at Ethan, his mind entirely blank as the gears jammed in his head. But then that familiar, ugly pride flared up, screaming at him to push back. He looked at Ethan, eyed the massive security guards cutting off his path, and forced out a loud, mocking laugh. It rang out across the quiet rooftop, sounding incredibly strained and defensive. "Introduce who?" Liam scoffed, shaking his head as if the whole setup was just a pathetic joke. "Mr. Vance, you cannot be serious right now. Introduce *her* to me? I've lived with this woman for three whole years. Trust me, I know exactly who and what she is." He took a muddy step closer to the guards, dropping his voice into a crude, confidential tone. He was desperately trying to play the 'boys' club' card, appealing to Ethan as one wealthy, powerful man to another, entirely intent on stripping away whatever shred of dignity Elena had left. "You honestly wouldn't believe the things she used to do for me," Liam whisp

The cool night breeze on the rooftop suddenly felt ice-cold as Liam’s voice cut through the air. Elena froze, the smile instantly vanishing from her face. That familiar, instinctive knot of anxiety tightened in her stomach—the same defensive reaction she had endured every single day for three long years. It was amazing, really, how a single voice could act like a time machine, trying to drag her straight back into the dark, suffocating corners of Vanguard Manor. But things were different tonight. Before the panic could even take root, she felt Ethan and Axel step up right beside her. Their calm, solid presence was like a physical shield anchoring her to the concrete. Tinsley stood just half a step behind them, her cocktail glass resting casually in her hand, though her eyes were sharp enough to cut glass. With her family flanking her, that old, deeply ingrained fear didn't just fade—it completely evaporated, replaced by a strange, quiet sense of curiosity. She turned around

Down on the big terrace by the beautiful private lake, the "Freedom and Divorce" party was loud, wild, and incredibly fun. The night air was warm, the live band was playing upbeat music, and everyone was laughing and drinking. Tinsley had invited the most fun people she knew, and the whole backyard was glowing with beautiful fairy lights and expensive floral arrangements.Elena completely let her hair down. She forgot all about her old life, her cheating husband, and her bad marriage. She was ready to be free. The handsome men Tinsley hired were doing an amazing, highly professional job. Elena sat right in the middle of a big, soft outdoor couch, surrounded by gorgeous, attentive men who treated her like an absolute queen from a fairy tale.One handsome guy with a gentle smile carefully massaged the stress out of her shoulders, making her relax. Another handsome guy softly fed her sweet, fresh strawberries, while a third guy kept making sure her crystal champagne glass was completely

Chapter 3: Trials and New Horizons The atmosphere inside the master bedroom at Vanguard Manor was thick with tension. Liam Sterling stood by the edge of the bed, his face a cold mask of frustration. He couldn't stop thinking about the way Elena had left. What bothered him most was that she hadn't taken a single thing with her. She had left her clothes, her jewelry, and had completely rejected his massive payout offer alongside the keys to the cliff villa. She had walked out into the pouring rain with absolutely nothing. Chloe Montgomery sat on the edge of the mattress, looking up at him with wide, tearful eyes. "Liam, is it really over? Are you sure she won't come back and fight for you?" "We signed the divorce papers today, Chloe," Liam said, his voice flat as he rubbed his temples. "It's over. The marriage is finished." Chloe smiled softly, a look of triumph flashing in her eyes before she quickly masked it with innocence. She stood up and slid her arms around his neck, pullin

The massive iron gates of the Vance estate swung wide, and the black Bentley rolled onto the breathtaking, illuminated grounds. The estate sat right on the edge of a stunning private lake. Tonight, the entire place was glowing with light and vibrant energy. It was a complete contrast to the quiet, suffocating prison Elena had just left behind. For three long years, she had forced herself to play the role of a quiet, invisible housewife at Vanguard Manor. She had buried her true self just to please a family that despised her. But tonight, her own family had transformed the entire terrace into a massive celebration. Her time hiding in the shadows was officially over. The moment the car ground to a halt on the white gravel, the back door was yanked open from the outside. "The Queen is finally back!" a loud, ecstatic voice boomed through the night air. Before Elena could even unbuckle her seatbelt, a whirlwind of diamonds and the scent of expensive champagne burst into the backseat

The legal paperwork lay on the polished mahogany desk. It already bore her husband's sharp, decisive signature. Elena Vance gripped the edge of the heavy wood just to keep her knees from buckling. Her eyes were bloodshot, swimming with a grief she could no longer hold back. "Is there really no way to save this?" she pleaded, her voice cracking. "Liam, I love you. I still want to be your wife, even if your heart isn't in it..." Liam stood perfectly still against the floor-to-ceiling windows. He looked as flawless and unyielding as a marble monument. The amber glow of the setting sun cast long, mocking shadows between them, but the arrogance radiating from him filled every corner of the private study. "I've reached my limit, Elena," Liam interrupted. He dismissed her with a sharp, impatient wave of his hand, his back remaining firmly turned to her. "A marriage devoid of affection is nothing short of a prison sentence to me. Our union was an error from day one—you knew perfectly we