LOGINRosina gnawed on the drumstick so badly as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand…She glanced down at Bianca, whose tears were running down her cheeks, her eyes glued helplessly to the desperate search on the screen."Oh, why aren't you eating, my friend?" Rosina mocked, gesturing with the drumstick before pulling herself back slightly. "Do you think I poisoned it? Come on, what kind of person do you think I am? I'm not that wicked."Bianca was too heartbroken to speak.Rosina smiled, enjoying every bit of her pain before turning and walking right up to the television screen, blocking Bianca's view of the live broadcast. She stood there, chewing casually as she watched the desperation of the men outside."Oh, look at Charles," Rosina sighed, tilting her head with twisted admiration. "Just look at Charles. He is doing absolutely everything. Calling every single security person he knows… just to find one person. His ex-wife, who doesn't even care about him anymore."Rosina turne
"What were you thinking, Bianca?" Rosina shouted, turning toward her.She slowly circled around Bianca, trembling, the gun hanging loosely in her hand."Did you really think you had gotten rid of me? Did you think you could just go on with your life while I lose everything?"Rosina shook her head, letting out a strange, bitter laugh. She stepped back, staring at Bianca as though she were looking at a complete stranger. "Wow. I thought you claimed we were best friends. I thought you said we were going to be there for each other. What happened?!" she shouted, her voice echoing through the walls of the abandoned warehouse."You didn't just leave me behind," Rosina continued, her voice shaking with anger. "You watched me fall apart. You watched everything I had disappear and you did nothing…..for me."She swallowed hard, trying to keep her emotions under control. "And then you bought the only company I managed to get." Her voice cracked slightly. "Just to mock me, didn't you? To show me h
Bianca sat in front of the vanity mirror, staring at her reflection but not truly seeing herself. Her hands hovered near the bandage on her forehead; she had gently placed a small one over the cut to make it invisible. The physical pain had faded to a dull throb, but the chaos inside her mind was deafening. She was drowning in an intense inner conflict. For four years her life had been simple, built on a single, solid foundation: protecting her daughter. But there was one thing eating away at her.( Bia's POV)Sebastian and I had never actually sat down to speak about the reality of our situation. To the rest of the world, we were a married couple. Everyone truly believed he was my husband, but the truth was a heavy burden to carry alone. I had gone along to carry it for years, but could I do it for the rest of my life? Lately, the lie was beginning to suffocate me.The biggest weight on my chest was Gianna. She had grown so deeply attached to Sebastian, eagerly running into his arms a
Three days later, the moment Bianca was allowed to step inside the holding cell, she delivered a hard, dirty slap across Rosina's cheeks before she could even utter a word.Bianca did not hold back. Her chest heaved as she breathed heavily up and down, staring Rosina face-to-face with absolute fury. She had finally learned that Rosina was the mastermind behind the entire setup and manipulation. One of the men Rosina paid had mistakenly disclosed everything during the police investigation. The moment Bianca heard Rosina had been arrested, she came down to pour out the anger she had carried for so many years. It was the anger of a mother whose daughter could have been seriously hurt because of Rosina's foolishness and the anger of a daughter whose mother was killed without justice by her own best friend who had played sweet for so long.Rosina clenched her teeth, but then she smiled sweetly. Her head tilted to the side as she watched Bianca’s furious face, almost as if she was admiring
Mr. Dominic Moretti did not waste any time. The moment he heard about what was going on in the state, he immediately booked a return flight that very instant. He landed back in the city and used his immense corporate power to completely dismantle the federal case against his Bianca. He brought in his top legal team and international digital forensic experts who proved the encryption keys used for the fraud were accessed from a cloned server miles away. The cocaine found in the warehouse was quickly proven to be a planted setup. By the time the investigators finished reviewing the forensic findings, there was no longer enough evidence to hold Bianca. Her name had been officially cleared. But the public didn't know that yet. By the next morning, Bianca’s name was officially cleared, and she walked out of the station completely free.Because of the extreme violence at the school gates the previous afternoon, Gianna had stayed overnight at Charles’s house. Charles had spent the night watc
Max looked at her, his own eyes deeply teary. The silent tears slipped from his eyes as he managed to stare down at her.Rosina sat there completely frozen on the floor, looking dead and shocked just by staring back at him. She was entirely stunned, her body motionless like a statue, unable to move a single muscle as the tears gathered in her wide, dilated eyes. She was too broken to speak. This had to be a cruel joke he was pulling on her. There was absolutely no motherfucking way.Max moved slightly, a small physical motion forward as he desperately tried to move toward her side to comfort her. But the moment his hand hovered near her, Rosina violently pulled her body further away on the floor. She did not want to be touched. She fiercely didn't want him anywhere near her skin after what he had done."I'm so sorry..." Max managed to whisper out as more tears dropped down his face. "Rosina, I'm so sorry."Him saying sorry only confirmed everything she needed to know. How could he? Th







