Just when Eva and Lucian’s arranged marriage was starting to feel less cold, trouble showed up at the worst possible moment.
The Thorne charity gala was a big event a night full of rich people and fancy speeches. For Lucian, it was a way to show off his power and prove he was happily married. For Eva, it was just another night she had to pretend to be the perfect wife.
She wore a beautiful dress that Lucian’s stylist picked out, and her smile was perfect but it didn’t reach her eyes.
The ballroom sparkled with light from giant chandeliers. Guests in expensive clothes chatted quietly, glasses clinked, and a string quartet played soft music. Eva stood next to Lucian, smiling as she shook hands and greeted people. She tried to act like everything was perfect.
Then she saw her.
Zadie Monroe.
Zadie wore a tight emerald green dress that caught everyone’s attention. She moved through the crowd like she owned the room, her smile sweet but sharp. Eva’s heart sank when she saw who was with her Derek Chad.
Derek was Lucian’s enemy and the biological father of Ari, a secret Eva kept close. Seeing them together sent a chill through Eva’s body.
People started whispering. Zadie was Eva’s cousin, and everyone knew she wanted Lucian for herself. Eva had thought it was just childish jealousy, but now she knew it was serious.
Zadie walked up to them with a fake sweet smile.
“Eva, darling! And Lucian,” she said, her voice smooth and fake. “What a surprise to see you two together. You make such a lovely couple.”
Eva forced a smile. Zadie leaned in and kissed her cheek, but her eyes quickly flicked to Lucian, holding his gaze a little too long.
Lucian’s arm tightened around Eva’s. His voice was cold and calm. “Zadie.”
He looked at Derek and nodded sharply.
Derek smirked. “Lucian. Always a pleasure. And Eva, congratulations on the marriage.”
Eva felt the sarcasm in his voice. This was no friendly greeting.
Zadie acted like the sweet cousin who cared about Eva and Lucian. She asked Eva about moving back to San Francisco and pretended to sympathize. But Eva saw through it. Zadie’s smile was a mask hiding something dangerous.
In the days after the gala, Zadie seemed to be everywhere. At social events, family dinners even the coffee shops Eva went to. Every time, Zadie’s words were carefully chosen to cause trouble.
One day, Eva learned Zadie had been talking to her father, Henry.
Zadie had offered “private investors” to save Henry’s failing company. Henry, desperate for help, listened closely. But Eva didn’t trust it.
She secretly checked the investors and found they were linked to fake companies controlled by Derek Chad. Zadie was tricking her father and pulling him deeper into Derek’s trap.
Zadie didn’t stop there.
She spread rumors that Eva was still in love with Miles Rourke, her old colleague, hoping Lucian would hear and doubt Eva’s loyalty.
One night, Eva confronted Lucian.
“Did Zadie tell you about me and Miles?” she asked.
Lucian’s eyes were cold. “She said many things, but none are true.”
“I’m not hiding anything.”
“Then why didn’t you tell me?”
Before Eva could answer, Lucian’s phone beeped.
“Zadie is causing trouble with your father’s company,” Lucian said. “Fake investors. It’s a setup.”
Later, Eva was reviewing her father’s financial records when Zadie appeared again.
“Eva, be careful,” Zadie warned, her voice light but serious. “Some secrets are better left buried. Dig too deep, and you could hurt everyone you love.”
Eva stood up, anger rising. “Why are you doing this? What do you want?”
Zadie smiled coldly. “To protect my family. Even if that means keeping secrets and breaking a few things.”
Eva watched as Zadie walked away. She knew the fight had just begun.
The truth crashed into Eva with the force of a hurricane, her mother wasn’t just a woman haunted by secrets. Margaret Verity was a covert operative. And Thorne Capital wasn’t just a powerful financial institution. It was ground zero for a global criminal war.What began as a tangled family drama had detonated into an international thriller.The stakes had shifted. This wasn’t just about the Thorne legacy. This was about global financial stability. And at the eye of the storm stood Lucian and Ari.Without hesitation, Eva brought Margaret to Lucian’s penthouse. Lucian sat upright as Margaret laid out her truth. The disbelief on his face gave way to a grim resolve.Within the hour, Gideon Blackwell and Detective Reyes were in the room. The walls of Lucian’s study, once adorned with opulent silence, now echoed with the gravity of war.“They’re planning a digital purge,” Margaret said, her voice sharp as a scalpel. She tapped a screen, revealing web-like diagrams of data networks. “They’ll
The quiet unease about Gavin Pierce’s disappearance troubledt Eva. Vivian Thorne and Evelyn Cross were behind bars. Lucian was healing, both physically and emotionally. Thorne Capital was slowly rebuilding under new leadership. But despite the progress, Eva couldn’t shake the feeling that something was unfinished like a final chapter waiting to be written in invisible ink.Gavin Pierce had vanished. Veritas Capital dissolved overnight, no explanation, no digital footprint. Eva’s instincts; those sharp, stubborn instincts that had made her E.L. Verity told her Gavin had never truly been who he claimed to be.Then the message came.Your mother is ready to talk. Meet at the old lighthouse. Midnight.It arrived on Eva’s burner phone; the one only Detective Reyes and a handful of others knew about. But this wasn’t from Reyes. The number was unfamiliar. The tone was unmistakable.Eva stared at the screen for several minutes, her thoughts filled with confusion, fear, and hope. Margaret Langs
The revelations hit like a wave.Vivian Thorne’s monstrous betrayal and Evelyn Cross’s complicity in Leona’s death turned the Thorne legacy into front-page scandal. Headlines screamed across San Francisco, and the nation watched as the gilded facade of the powerful Thorne dynasty shattered beneath the weight of greed, deception, and blood.The media frenzy was immediate and brutal. Ethan Clarke, once accused of bias, became the face of truth when Eva entrusted him with the mountain of evidence. His reports were uncompromising, each segment pulling back the veil on the Thorne Capital empire. Stock markets trembled. Shareholders revolted. Lucian’s family name was no longer synonymous with wealth it was now entangled with murder.And yet, Lucian Thorne refused to break.Still recovering in his hospital room, his body weakened but his spirit unshakable, Lucian became the center of the counteroffensive. He worked relentlessly with Gideon Blackwell and Detective Reyes, organizing a legal on
Evelyn’s arrest brought a strange feeling relief, but also fear. The news spread quickly. Everyone was talking about it. Headlines showed Evelyn Cross, once known as a perfect daughter and Lucian Thorne’s fiancée, now as a criminal. Her perfect image was gone.Thorne Capital Group, already shaken by past problems, was hit again. The company now faced public anger, new investigations, and deep mistrust.Lucian, still recovering in the hospital, was angry but quiet about it. He looked tired, but his eyes were sharp. The betrayal by his aunt, Vivian, and her daughter Evelyn hurt more than anything else.“This isn’t just about business,” Lucian said, sitting up in bed. Eva and Gideon Blackwell were beside him. “Vivian and Evelyn tried to destroy everything. My sister’s name, Ari’s future. We need to make sure they never come back from this.”Eva nodded. “Izzy’s files and Henry’s confession are important. But Evelyn hinted there are more secrets. What else are they hiding?”Gideon, always
The truth about Evelyn Cross hit Eva like a punch to the stomach. She held the locket in her shaking hand. It felt heavy, as if it carried all the weight of what she had just discovered. Evelyn… Vivian Thorne’s daughter. Suddenly, everything made sense. Evelyn’s charm, her dislike for Eva, her rush to marry Lucian was all a plan. A plan created by Vivian to take control of the Thorne empire using her own daughter.Eva hurried back to Lucian’s hospital room. He was awake now, looking a bit better, but still pale. Ari was asleep in the chair beside his bed.“Lucian,” Eva said, her voice tight. She handed him the locket. “You need to see this.”Lucian opened it slowly. His eyes, still tired, looked at the old photos. One was of a young Vivian, the other of a baby. On the back, it said the name: Evelyn.His face went even paler. “Evelyn… my aunt’s daughter? That can’t be right. Vivian always said she never had children.”Eva nodded slowly. “She lied, Lucian. Evelyn is her daughter. And th
The hospital waiting room felt cold and endless. Time dragged as Eva sat in a hard plastic chair, Ari asleep in her arms, her small fingers gripping Eva’s blouse. Marcus Kane paced the hallway like a caged animal, while Detective Reyes stood quietly nearby, keeping watch and offering silent support.Eva’s burner phone now nearly dead rested beside her. Updates had stopped hours ago. The adrenaline was gone, replaced with a gnawing dread that coiled in her stomach like a nest of snakes.Finally, the double doors pushed open. Gideon Blackwell, Lucian’s ever-composed legal counsel, stepped out. His usually pristine appearance was unkempt, tie loosened, hair mussed, and his eyes betrayed an exhaustion too deep for words.“He’s stable,” Gideon said hoarsely, voice cracking under the weight of the night. “The bullet passed clean through. No vital organs hit. He’s very lucky.”The collective exhale that followed felt like a dam breaking. Eva’s shoulders sagged with relief, and she looked dow