Mag-log inThose words struck Camille like a blade straight through her chest.For a moment, the silence that followed felt almost deafening—like a faint ringing filling her ears.Her eyes slowly began to water and she opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out.Finally, she forced the words through trembling lips.“Georgy… what… what?” Her voice shook as she struggled to stand upright. “You… you…”Suddenly her chest tightened painfully, and it felt like the air had been sucked out of the room. Breathing became difficult as everything that had happened crashed down on her all at once.Across the room, Mirena watched her closely.She had seen many expressions on Camille’s face that evening—anger, humiliation, hatred, even moments of false triumph.But this one…This one was different.It looked almost like Camille was on the verge of a panic attack.Like she m
Out of everything Iris had imagined might happen, seeing Camille publicly apologize to Mirena was the last thing she ever expected.Not because Camille was some saint. But because a move like that was nothing short of reputation suicide.“What… what is she doing?” Iris muttered, her eyes wide as they remained glued to the screen.“I’ve wronged Mirena with my words and actions ever since coming back…” Camille continued from the livestream.Iris immediately fumbled for her own phone, her fingers moving frantically as she dialed Camille’s number.The call rang.But on the screen, Camille showed no sign of answering.Instead, she continued speaking.“I have… I have wrongly accused her and damaged her reputation with statements and words that were not true.”“Pick up, Camille!” Iris hissed under her breath, her voice rising slightly with panic.She couldn&rsq
Blow after blow, the Sterling family was once again left speechless.Pack up and disappear from New York?As simple as Alexander made it sound, it was by far the worst possible outcome.Because over the years, the Sterling family had quietly shifted away from legitimate business into far shadier dealings. Their clientele had made one thing very clear—if the Sterlings ever left New York or tried to establish themselves elsewhere, it would be seen as betrayal. And once that happened, not only would they be abandoned, their secrets would be exposed as well.In other words, leaving New York wasn’t escape.It was a death sentence wrapped in polite words.But Camille didn’t know that.To her, it sounded like the fastest and safest solution. They could always rebuild somewhere else and eventually take revenge.“We’ll do—”Before she could finish, Duncan’s voice ripped through the room like thunder.
Camille’s eyes widened with a mix of shock and fury.“You—!”She tried to force herself off the floor, anger boiling over as she struggled against the guards. But they shoved her back down, her knees slamming hard against the marble.She ignored the pain entirely.“That’s not fair!” she screamed. “They apologized! They knelt and bowed at your feet and apologized, and now you refuse to accept it, you vile woman!”Despite her outburst, Mirena remained perfectly composed.“And how is that my fault?” she asked calmly, folding her arms as she glanced down at Duncan and Griselda, both trembling with barely restrained rage.“Grandfather made it very clear,” she continued coolly. “If their apology doesn’t meet my standards, I have every right to reject it.”She paused before lifting her eyes again, locking eyes with Camille. Her gaze cold and accusing as he
“Publicly?”Griselda repeated the word in disbelief, clearly stunned by Leonardo’s demand.A public apology was practically the same as executing Camille’s reputation in broad daylight. If that happened, everything they had built—every connection, every opportunity, every ounce of status she had clawed her way toward—would collapse overnight.“Mr. Ashton—” Griselda hurried forward, her composure cracking as panic seeped into her voice. “That’s… that’s a bit too drastic, don’t you think?”She forced a nervous smile, trying desperately to soften the situation. “These are just children. From time to time they get carried away while playing with each other.”Her voice trembled slightly as she continued. “Camille simply got a little carried away this once. Please, forgive—”“Play?”Leonardo cut in.His voice wasn&rsqu
The first time Camille truly harbored the intention to kill……was right now.September 25th, 2025.Pinned down by guards who clearly didn’t know their place and forced to look up at someone who had once been nothing more than background decoration in her life.A wallpaper.And now that same woman was standing above her—smirking.Her chest tightened, not just with anger or hatred, but with something far darker. Something vicious.The overwhelming urge to break free from the guards holding her down…To lunge forward, wrap her hands around Mirena’s throat, and squeeze until the light vanished from those irritatingly bright eyes.But the universe, it seemed, had no intention of supporting her today.So Camille could only sit there, forced to watch as Mirena looked down at her with that infuriating smirk and sick glimmer in her eyes.But along with the glimmer in her eyes something else.So







