127TASHA'S POVI had been awake since dawn, preparing for what would be the most important performance of my life. Today wasn't just Alora's wedding day—it was the day I would finally destroy her reputation completely.Christine had told me last night before I fell asleep that she had calles her boss at Channel 7 and that he had agreed to let me do a live interview during their morning show. He believed my story would bring massive ratings, especially since I was the "grieving daughter" of a recently deceased billionaire who was about to expose the truth about her evil stepsister.If only he knew how right he was about the ratings.Now I sat at the polished news desk, my hands folded perfectly as I stared into Christine's eyes across from me. She looked professional in her navy blazer, her makeup flawless under the studio lights. Behind the cameras, I could see the production crew getting ready for what they thought would be just another human interest story.They had no idea they we
126CHARLES' POVWhen I finally arrived at the hotel, a uniformed butler took my luggage and escorted me up to my room on the twenty-eighth floor. The suite was exactly what I'd requested—spacious, private, with a clear view of the city skyline where tomorrow's chaos would unfold.Now I stood in the marble shower, letting the hot water cascade down my abs and well-built physique as I closed my eyes and let my mind wander to tomorrow's events. In less than twenty-four hours, I would be standing where that bastard Stanley thought he belonged—at the altar, next to Alora.I had sent her a message, and I know she must be wondering who sent the message to her, she had no idea what was coming, she had once rejected me well now I would take her by force.I could picture it perfectly: the priest saying those sacred words, "You may now kiss your bride," and instead of Stanley's lips touching hers, it would be mine. Finally, after all these months of wanting her, yearning for her from afar, I wo
125CHARLES' POVAfter I saw the news the previous day about Alora's marriage to Stanley , I knew I couldn't miss the wedding no matter what. Stanley had taken Alora away from me, and now they were getting married again. Never. I wouldn't allow that to happen.The irony wasn't lost on me. Stanley Richardson had destroyed my life a long time ago, kicked me and my sister Chloe out of his house like we were nothing, and now he thought he could just move on and live happily ever after with her.Well, he had another thing coming.After Stanley had thrown us out, Chloe and I had returned to our home country with our tails between our legs. The humiliation had been crushing—one day we were living in luxury as part of Stanley's inner circle, and the next we were persona non grata, banned from his properties and blacklisted from his business network.Chloe had eventually managed to secure some business opportunities and traveled out of the country to pursue them. She'd moved on, found her own
124TASHA'S POVWhen I first saw them wheeling out what everyone believed was Dad's body on that gurney, I'll admit I was shocked. For a split second, my heart actually stopped beating. Had he really died? Had my plan worked too well?But then I caught myself and shrugged. Of course this was going to happen eventually. I mean, I had expected it from the moment I'd set that bomb. The old man was tough, but he wasn't invincible.Still, I needed to maintain my cover. Standing there among the crowd of reporters and onlookers, I forced my face into a mask of devastation. I clutched those white lilies so tightly my knuckles went white, and I let a few genuine tears fall—not tears of grief, but tears of relief that my nightmare was finally over.When Alora's eyes met mine across that chaos, I made sure she saw exactly what she expected to see: a heartbroken daughter mourning her father's death. Little did she know I was celebrating inside.Now, hours later, I was back at Christine's apartmen
123ALORA'S POVAs I walked through the hospital corridors toward my father's ward, I spotted Dr. Martinez near the nurses' station. The moment he saw me, his face went pale and he quickly approached us."Miss Xavier, Mr. Richardson," he said, his voice tight with anxiety. "I need to speak with you both."We stepped aside into a quieter corner, away from the bustling nurses and orderlies."I have to tell you, I'm extremely tense about what we're doing," he said, wringing his hands. "What I'm about to do goes against everything I swore to uphold as a doctor. This is completely wrong, and I'm not sure I can commit such atrocities."Stanley's expression hardened. "Doctor, I paid you, didn't I? We had an agreement."Dr. Martinez looked around nervously. "Yes, but—""Nothing will happen to you," I interrupted, placing a reassuring hand on his arm. "I promise you that. Your name and your hospital's reputation will be completely protected. No one will ever know you were involved in this."He
122ASH'S POVI was lying on the concrete floor of my cell, staring at the ceiling and counting the cracks in the paint for the hundredth time when I heard the heavy footsteps approaching. Maya was sitting against the wall, quietly sharpening a piece of metal she'd somehow managed to acquire—the girl was resourceful, I'd give her that.The footsteps stopped right outside our cell, and I heard the familiar jingle of keys. I sat up slowly, my heart starting to race. This was either very good news or very bad news.The cell door clanged open, and there stood Officer in charge, who's name I'd come to know was Rodriguez—the so called head of the entire facility. He was a big man with cold eyes and scars on his knuckles that told stories I didn't want to hear. In all my months here, I'd maybe seen him twice, and never this close to my cell until yesterday and now."Ash. Maya. You're coming with me," he said, his voice carrying the kind of authority that didn't invite questions.I looked ove