MasukAfter three years of marriage, Athena believed she had a happy life, until the night she caught her husband in bed with the one person she trusted the most. Her sister. Humiliated and betrayed, Athena signs the divorce papers and walks away with nothing but her shattered pride. But fate has other plans. Just when everyone thinks she has been discarded, a shocking proposal changes everything. The man standing before her is powerful, cold, and completely unexpected, her ex-husband’s father. Their marriage begins as a contract, a simple arrangement meant to protect her dignity and teach his disgraceful son a lesson. But the moment Athena steps into that mansion as the new Mrs. Whitmore, the rules change. Her ex-husband must now bow his head and call the woman he betrayed Mother. Her sister, who once mocked her, is forced to watch as Athena rises to the most powerful position in the family. What started as revenge soon turns into something far more dangerous. Because the man she married to settle a score is no longer pretending. And neither is she. What Athena doesn’t know yet is that she didn’t leave her old life completely behind. A secret is already growing inside her… one that belongs to the man who betrayed her.
Lihat lebih banyakAthenaThe restaurant was the kind of place where the lighting was deliberately soft and the menus had no prices. The staff moved quietly between tables like they had been trained never to exist too visibly. Stellan had chosen a table by the window overlooking the city, and I sat across from him trying to remember the last time someone had taken me to lunch that was not a business meeting.I could not remember.That said something.“The Meridian restructuring proposal,” Stellan said as he set his glass down. “You turned that around in forty eight hours.”“The framework was already there. It just needed someone to see it properly.”“Three senior analysts looked at it before you.” He held my gaze. “None of them saw what you saw.”Something warm moved through my chest that I refused to examine too closely.“Gerald Osei called me this morning,” he continued. “He said, and I quote, whoever put together the Meridian brief needs to be kept very far away from Callum’s department bef
AthenaI was halfway through the Meridian files when my office door opened without a knock.I looked up ready to redirect whoever it was back to Clara.Then I dropped my pen.Tracey stood in the doorway with her mouth open and her eyes moving around the office like she was trying to confirm she had the right room. Then her eyes landed on me and stayed there.“No,” she said. “Absolutely not.”“Tracey…”“Do not speak.” She stepped inside and closed the door and walked toward me slowly, looking me up and down with an expression caught somewhere between shock and pure delight. “What happened to you.”I laughed. “Sit down.”“I am looking at you.” She stopped in front of the desk and stared. “The hair. The suit. The office with your name on the door.” She pressed her hand flat against the desk like she needed something solid. “Athena. I have not seen you since the wedding and you have become a completely different woman.”“The same woman,” I said. “Just in better shoes.”“Those s
AthenaThe silence after the slap sat heavy over the table.Not awkward. Not stunned.Heavy.Like the entire dining room had shifted under everyone’s feet and nobody quite knew how to stand in it anymore.Callum slowly turned his face forward. A faint red mark spread across his cheekbone. His breathing had changed — sharper now, controlled too carefully, the kind of controlled that meant something was boiling just underneath it.Petra looked horrified.Not because Stellan had slapped him.Because Stellan had slapped him for me.I took a long sip of my coffee. Calm enough to make it worse.Across the table Stellan turned another page of his newspaper like none of this had disrupted his morning in the slightest. That was the thing about him. Nothing he did ever looked emotional. It looked decided.Callum swallowed once. Then laughed quietly under his breath. It wasn’t amusement. It was humiliation with nowhere to go.“Fine,” he said, staring at the table. “Let’s talk about t
AthenaBreakfast at the Whitmore table had always been a performance.Stellan sat at the head with his coffee and newspaper, quiet and unreadable in the way only he could be. Callum sat to his left, already scrolling through his phone with the restless irritation of someone looking for somewhere to put his bad mood. I took my seat while Mrs. Delgado moved around the table with the calm efficiency I had genuinely missed.Petra arrived last. She walked in wearing silk, glanced over the breakfast spread, and stopped.“I requested apple pie.”Mrs. Delgado carefully set the juice down beside her. “It isn’t on the breakfast menu, ma’am. Apple pie is usually served later in the day. I can have it ready for lunch.”“I didn’t ask what time you planned on making it.” Petra’s expression hardened. “I asked for apple pie this morning. Or is your hearing failing with the rest of you?”The air shifted.I set my fork down gently.“Petra.” My voice stayed even. “You will not speak to my sta


















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