LOGINHailey’s POV The morning air was crisp as I stepped out of the car in front of the organization’s building. The city streets gleamed under the early sunlight, but the beauty of the day did little to calm the anxiety thrumming through my chest. My fingers brushed the strap of my bag repeatedly, a nervous habit I didn’t even notice until Roy’s voice called out. “Hailey, you okay?” he asked, walking beside me. His eyes scanned the street like he expected an ambush at any moment. I nodded, trying to appear composed, though my stomach twisted with unease. “I’m fine,” I murmured. “Just… thinking about the meeting.” Roy studied me, suspicion flickering across his face. “You sure? You’ve been quiet all the ride here.” I forced a smile, shaking my head. “I’ll be fine. Let’s just get this over with.” The building loomed ahead, sleek glass windows reflecting the city like a giant mirror. I adjusted my hair, taking a deep breath before stepping inside. Everything seemed normal, almost ster
Brighton’s POV The city streets were slick with rain, neon lights reflecting in puddles like shattered jewels. I moved through the alleys, keeping to the shadows, eyes scanning for any sign of movement. The Queen family’s chaos was my chance, and I was ready to take it. The thrill of control, of having someone bend to my schemes, pulsed in my veins. I didn’t expect to see her there. She emerged from the mist like a phantom, dark hair framing a face I didn’t recognize immediately. There was danger in her movements, every step calculated, every glance precise. But there was familiarity too—a flicker in my mind that something about her reminded me of my past, someone I had crossed paths with years ago. “Brighton,” she said, her voice smooth but edged with steel. She didn’t need to introduce herself, and yet I couldn’t place her. My brow furrowed. “Do you remember me?” I shook my head slowly, studying her carefully. “I should,” I muttered. “But I don’t.” She smiled faintly, a preda
Hailey’s Dad’s POVThe moment the numbers appeared on my screen, rage consumed me. I slammed my fists into the wall, the vibrations rattling the frames hanging beside it. “Useless!” I shouted, my voice carrying sharply through the office. “How could this happen? How did you let this happen?”My assistant flinched at the sound, eyes wide, like he had seen a storm approaching. I didn’t care. “We invested in a company that doesn’t even exist. Every cent, gone. Reputation, ruined. And you didn’t bother to verify the CEO?”“I… I’m sorry, sir. The documents seemed legitimate—”“Seemed legitimate?” I took a step forward, my chest tight with fury. “I pay you to think, not to guess. I pay you to ensure everything is secure. Do you understand?”“Yes, sir,” he stammered, backing away slightly. “What should I do now?”“Find the CEO. Find their identity. Make them pay for this.” I narrowed my eyes. “Every contact. Every connection. I want to know who orchestrated this and what weaknesses they have
Hailey’s POVThe night was quiet and cold, almost too quiet for a place as big as the Williams Mansion. Being scared of the cold night was the last thing on my mind, I knew I was safe...But I had a tough decision to make against my own father. I had his fate in my hands, one push of a button and his whole career. .. I pictured the look on Madison's face when she realizes they are now broke. Its simple, one wrong investment and they're done.Fools. Investing in a deal without seeing the CEO....I sat out on the balcony, legs tucked to my chest, the wind brushing gently against my skin. The moon hung low, soft and pale, like it was watching me fall apart without saying a word.My phone rested on my lap, the screen still glowing from the message I had sent minutes ago—the final blow to the man who ruined my life.I stared into the darkness and whispered,“Oh, Mom… I wish it didn’t have to be like this for us.”My voice cracked a little. I didn’t bother hiding it.“I wish life gave us a
Hailey’s POVThe car hummed softly beneath us as the city lights streaked past the windows. Roy had his headphones on in the front seat, pretending to watch something on his phone but I could see the tiny smirk tugging at his mouth. He knew exactly what he was doing by sitting up there and giving us “privacy.”Ryan’s hand was still wrapped around mine, his thumb tracing slow circles across my skin. Every time he did that, a warm shiver slid down my spine.“You’re quiet,” he said, glancing at me through the rearview mirror. His voice wasn’t sharp like earlier. It was warm, low… almost teasing.“I’m thinking,” I said softly.“About?” he asked.“About how dramatic Vanessa looked when you rejected her.” I smiled a little. “She almost fainted.”Ryan scoffed. “She wanted attention. That’s all she ever wants.”“And you?” I leaned back, closing my fingers around his. “What do you want?”He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he turned the car down the main road that led toward the organization
Hailey’s POVThirty minutes after the bathroom incident, the entire school heard the intercom crackle. “Hailey, Vanessa , Madison. Report to the principal’s office immediately.” Lilly stared at me like I was being summoned to my execution. I just adjusted my bag strap. “It’s fine,” I told her. “They wanted this.” I walked toward the office without hesitation.Vanessa and Madison were already inside when I arrived, sitting stiffly like two toddlers caught stealing candy. Their hair was messy, makeup ruined, and Madison’s nose was slightly swollen. I still had a split lip, but I wasn’t hiding it. The principal’s eyes snapped up as I entered. “Miss Queen, take a seat.” I sat down calmly. He looked between the three of us. “Someone is going to tell me why two students look like they went through a meat grinder and why Miss Queen has a bloody lip.”Madison jumped in first. “She attacked us for no reason!” Vanessa nodded so hard her hair bounced. “She’s dangerous, Mr. Wells. She literally







