Chapter 58 ~ My very own

Five years later....

ANAYA

I stirred awake as I looked up at my ceiling, and a smile crossed my lips. After weeks of planning my revenge, I finally had everything in my hands. Mr. And Mrs. Whitmore was none the wiser that I was the one who put their son in a coma.

Nash had survived, but that was deliberate. Death would have been mercy, and I was done being merciful. He lived in a private care facility now, heavily monitored, stripped of power, money, and identity. Five years had passed, and the man who once decided my body wasn’t worthy of motherhood now needed permission to drink water.

Karma was a bitch indeed.

The companies transferred to me with no arguments. They thought I wanted to make the company thrive which felt even more satisfying to sink it into the fucking ground leaving it with absolutely nothing.

Every dime they had left I gave it the investors and the staff as a parting gift. The Whitmores were livid but nothing could be done. All I did was shed a few tears and clai