เข้าสู่ระบบI scanned the document one last time before sending it to my lawyer. He had already suspected that Veronica was an imposter, and I couldn’t risk him confirming it. But I had found the perfect way to turn the table—to secure both my inheritance and my job.I emailed him the passcode we shared, emphasizing, almost sharply, that I wasn’t in the right frame of mind to handle anything important. All secret accounts and assets were to be frozen immediately. Any major decisions would have to wait until I personally provided the passcode again.He understood at once. Nodding, he promised to send everything to RL Corporation: a formal statement, medical reports, my email, and a request for extended medical leave. To make sure the plan remained airtight, I added that this information should not reach me during the leave. I couldn’t risk Veronica coming after me later.I didn’t know if I could ever return to my body, but for now, I had to do whatever was best.Just as I finished sending the emai
Yvonne,Although Marco’s email unsettled me, I didn’t fully absorb it until I got into the car. That quiet moment behind the wheel was enough for reality to sink its claws in.If soul swapping was possible, then returning to my own body was possible too. That tiny hope flickered inside me like a shaky candle in a storm.But that same possibility came with a brutal truth.If she continued sabotaging my life bit by bit, I would be the one ruined in the end. She wouldn’t feel an ounce of regret. She would probably smile through the ashes.No. I wasn’t going to let her win. She had taken my body. She wasn’t going to take my future.Instead of driving to the café to meet Taylor, I turned the car toward the hospital. Orion seemed close to Veronica, and if there was one thing Veronica was good at, it was exploiting relationships. For once, I was going to use her terrible reputation to my advantage.When I asked the receptionist about him, she didn’t say a word. Just nodded stiffly, as if Ver
Next morning, the dining table was filled with laughter and light conversation when I entered the dining room with Aurora. But the moment we stepped inside, everything fell silent. It was so abrupt it felt like someone had slammed a door shut behind us. No one looked at us, yet every expression screamed the same message: get lost. Even the servants froze mid-motion. Dante’s eyes lifted once, cold and sharp as a blade, then dropped again, offering not even a good morning to Aurora.Her small fingers tightened around mine, nervous and uncertain. I refused to let her sit in that atmosphere, so I turned and walked straight to the kitchen without acknowledging a single one of them. The chef looked up, stiff and uncomfortable, wearing the same restrained irritation as the rest."I will make my own breakfast, if possible," I said evenly.He blinked, startled, then nodded. "I can help you if needed." His tone was polite, but his eyes flickered with nervousness, as if expecting me to throw som
Yvonne," Dante? Why are you here? Do you have any idea how long I have been waiting for you in your room?" Her face didn’t hide the bitterness and anger anymore. Her jaw clenched, her nostrils flared, and her fingers tightened so hard around the edge of her pajamas that her knuckles turned white." It's already late. Why were you waiting for me?" Dante's voice was gentle—too gentle for a man who had been cold and distant with his own daughter moments ago. His brows twitched slightly, a hint of guilt softening his expression.Pearl’s face twisted. " Is that a problem now? Why? Did she use her daughter to manipulate you? I am telling you, Dante, she is up to no good." Her eyes narrowed, lips trembling with contained rage." I understand!" he said quickly. " Let's get out first!"" No!" she snapped, stepping closer. Her shoulders tensed, and her voice cracked. " Please put boundaries for me. You promised me that you would never acknowledge her. You promised me that I would be the one yo
Yvonne,I didn’t know Jerome had actually prescribed me that many medicines for the withdrawal. The entire day, even at the party, I felt that dull burn crawling under my skin, the restless ache in my bones, and the sharp cravings that made my throat tighten every time I smelled something strong. Even the wine, my old favorite, felt like it was calling me.Thankfully, I forced myself to drink orange juice instead. A small victory, but it stopped me from slipping. Now, after taking a few of the medicines, I glanced at Aurora and Dante.Surprisingly, not only did he avoid going to Pearl, but he had comfortably claimed my bed, lying sideways as if he owned the place, reading Aurora a children's book. It had been almost an hour, and he didn’t look like he intended to leave. His legs were stretched out, his shoulders relaxed, and Aurora was practically glued to him.Whatever. It wasn’t like I had a problem with it.I settled on the couch with a facial mask on. Aurora immediately noticed it
Dante,I walked toward my bedroom right after returning home from the party, my steps slow, measured. Lots of things had happened there, but most of them was to show how much disappointed they were on Veronica. Although today she wasn't at fault, it was understandable why they were disappointed. Just as I was heading inside my room, my attention shifted the moment I noticed Veronica’s bedroom door slightly ajar. With the intention of checking on Aurora, I moved toward it, my hand brushing the doorframe.Just as I reached the door, a soft and gentle voice drifted out.“The summary of the story never lies until it’s necessary. And always stand up against people who try to bully you!” Veronica said. Her tone didn’t match the sharp, cold woman I thought I knew.I pushed the door open a little more, my brow tightening. Veronica sat with a children’s book open, Aurora resting on her chest like a tiny bird curled into warmth.“Another story, Mommy. The big bear one. Fish… I want to eat gr







