تسجيل الدخولLater that night, Ronald and his younger daughter had a fierce, heated argument over the way Jana had behaved. Ronald knew Jana better than anyone, and he could sense she was hiding something dreadful about Rach’s scandal — so he confronted her directly.“Jana, stop lying. I know you’re aware of what happened to Rach,” he said firmly.Jana had never dared to lie to her father, so she finally admitted the truth. “You’re right, Dad. I kidnapped her and made her take sleeping pills. Everything went exactly according to my plan.”Her brother Deb’s eyes went wide with shock — then admiration. “Sister… this is unbelievable. You actually did that? You’re incredible!” he said, sounding proud.Ronald pressed a hand hard against his chest, his heart pounding with fear. For years he had raised her to be sensible and kind he never imagined she could be this cold and ruthless. Without hesitation, he struck Deb’s knee with the tip of his cane.“And you have the nerve to be proud of your sister?”
Rach fell to her knees before Alicia Miller, her voice cracking with desperation as tears streamed uncontrollably down her face. She reached out to clutch the older woman’s skirt, her fingers trembling as if her very life depended on this one person’s mercy.“Auntie… please, you have to help me. I beg you!” she sobbed. “You are the only one who can save me now.”But Alicia did not reach down to lift her up as she would have done in the past. Instead, she stared down at Rach with an expression so cold, so filled with revulsion, that it felt like a physical slap. For years, Alicia had favored Rach above everyone else even above her own daughter-in-law, Selin. She had seen Rach as the perfect match for Noah, someone who knew how to charm, how to please, and how to secure the family’s status. But after witnessing the scandal, after seeing the images spread across every screen in the country, all that favor had curdled into pure disgust.“What have you done?” Alicia hissed, her voice shar
The noise of the crowd was deafening shouts, whispers, and the endless clicking of phone cameras blending into a roar that felt like a physical weight pressing down on everyone present. Noah Miller stood rigid in the center of it all, his tall frame surrounded by security guards who formed a barrier between him and the chaos. But even they could not shield his eyes from the disgraceful sight before him.When Rach saw him arrive, her face lit up with a fleeting hope, and she scrambled forward, arms outstretched as if he was her only salvation. “Noah! Please, listen to me!” she cried, her voice cracking.But Noah did not step forward to catch her. Instead, he took a sharp step back, his expression twisting into a mixture of disgust, shame, and utter disappointment. Seeing her like this disheveled, half-naked, covered only by crumpled cardboard, her dignity completely stripped away made him realize with brutal clarity the kind of woman he had once chosen over his own wife. The woman
A hollow, bitter laugh escaped Rach’s throat, trembling despite the cold dread coiling in her stomach. Even with fear seizing her heart, her pride refused to break completely. She tilted her head and spat out her words like venom.“‘The White Devil’?” she repeated, her voice laced with mockery. “What a dramatic, ridiculous name. Do you think calling yourself a devil scares me?”Before the last word could fully leave her mouth, Jana moved with terrifying speed. Her hand shot forward, fingers tangling ruthlessly in Rach’s hair, and yanked her head backward so sharply that Rach cried out in pain, her neck craning upward and her eyes forced to meet the shadowed figure in front of her. The hood still concealed Jana’s face, but her eyes burned like smoldering embers—cold, furious, and filled with a hatred so deep it felt ancient.“Be afraid, Rach Jayem,” Jana hissed, leaning in until her voice was a low, menacing whisper that cut through the darkness. “Be very afraid. Because I am not her
The next day, Rach was driving toward her office when she noticed a convoy of black vehicles closing in behind her, tailgating aggressively. Her heart raced. She slammed her foot on the gas, pushing the car to its limit in a desperate attempt to escape. But just as she thought she might pull away, another vehicle suddenly swerved into the road ahead, blocking her path completely.In a panic, she wrenched the steering wheel to the left. The car skidded violently, plunged into a deep ditch, and crashed head-on into a massive tree. The impact was brutal. Her head snapped forward and struck the steering wheel with such force that blood immediately began to trickle down her forehead. She raised a shaking hand to press against the wound, and in that foggy, painful moment, her mind was flooded with memories from ten years ago the day she herself had tailgated Selin’s car, deliberately ramming it, causing the accident that cost Selin her unborn child. And the cruelest truth of all on that day
“I never imagined you could be this malicious, Rach. I regret ever letting you back into my life.”With those cold, final words, Noah turned and walked straight toward his car, deliberately blocking her from getting inside.“Noah, please—I’m sorry!” she cried out, her voice cracking with desperation. But Noah did not pause. He did not glance back even once.Furious and humiliated, Rach stomped her foot, her fists clenching so tightly her knuckles turned white. She stormed to her own vehicle and drove straight to the Miller mansion, determined to follow him and fix things or force her way back in.Bursting into his private room, she instantly shifted her demeanor, her face softening into a mask of gentleness. She spoke in a slow, pleading tone.“Noah… baby, I’m sorry. I know I was reckless and impulsive, but please—listen to me.” She moved closer to sit beside him, only for Noah to stand up abruptly, putting more distance between them. His jaw was locked tight, his breathing heavy with
Fabi straightened his tie, the silk feeling like a noose as he caught Selin’s gaze. She was curled over a book, seemingly oblivious, yet the air between them hummed. She hasn’t changed, he thought, his pulse quickening. “Those same haunting eyes, that midnight hair... she is still the Selin I lo
Selin stood before the mirror, smoothing the silk of her elegant white dress. It was a shroud of peace and purity—a silent, sartorial farewell to a life that had never truly belonged to her. Tonight, she wasn't just leaving a house she was orchestrating her own disappearance.Her phone buzzed again
The confrontation happened in the cold, gray light of the morning. Selin stood in the center of the living room, her shadow long and thin against the floor.“Noah,” she said, her voice a hauntingly calm thread in the silence. “If I asked for a divorce... would you sign the papers?”Noah’s eyes da
Wednesday, 9:45 PMSelin slid behind the wheel of her car, every detail of her plan in place—she was ready to disappear. She rammed the vehicle into a gnarled, rundown tree, then doused it with gasoline. From the trunk, she dragged out a fake body dressed in her favorite dress, slipping on the rin







