LOGINThat very day, Vicktor truly kept his word. Without further argument, he withdrew the report that had made everything so complicated. The decision came after Elisha’s request—simple as it sounded, yet heavy with pressure—was delivered in a tone he couldn’t ignore.Now, they were in the same car.The atmosphere inside was quiet, but not an awkward kind of silence—more like exhaustion hanging in the air.Lucy sat in the back seat, holding Kelly, who was fast asleep in her lap. From time to time, her hand gently stroked the child’s hair, as if to reassure herself that everything had truly come to an end.A faint smile curved on Lucy’s lips.“My daughter…” she murmured softly, almost inaudible. “Turns out, she can be relied on.”Lucy gazed at Kelly’s peaceful face, then let out a long breath. For the first time that day, her chest felt a little lighter.In the front seat, however, the atmosphere was different.Vicktor focused on the road, both hands steady on the steering wheel. His gaze
The atmosphere in the visiting room ignited like fire doused with gasoline. Word after word turned into weapons, striking mercilessly at one another. Yet in the midst of that chaos, Amora could no longer remain silent and simply watch.“Lucy, don’t take advantage of Kelly’s innocence.”Amora’s voice sounded firm, though unease had begun to creep into her heart. She knew that a single wrong move could shatter all her plans.Lucy’s gaze immediately shifted toward Amora. Sharp. Filled with hatred she no longer bothered to hide.“What do you mean?” Lucy shot back coldly.“Isn’t it you who took advantage of Kelly when she had amnesia? You pretended to be her biological mother! You stole Vicktor’s trust and destroyed our marriage.”Those words made the air feel even heavier.Amora slowly clenched her fists. But the next second, her expression changed. Her face softened, her eyes began to glisten, like someone deeply hurt.“Why do you always blame me?” she said softly, almost like a victim.
The doctor who had arrived fifteen minutes earlier at Vicktor’s residence finally closed his medical bag with a relieved sigh. He had just finished examining Kelly—asking the little girl to open her mouth, shining a small flashlight into her eyes, and posing a few simple questions.Kelly complied obediently, though she occasionally furrowed her brows, as if finding the examination strange.Behind the doctor, Vicktor and Amora stood side by side. Neither of them dared to speak; they only exchanged hopeful glances.“There’s nothing unusual,” the doctor finally said, turning to them. “All her responses are normal.”Vicktor let out the long breath he had been holding.“Thank God, Kelly has recovered from her amnesia,” the doctor continued, his tone light yet filled with certainty.Vicktor’s eyes immediately grew glassy. He turned to Amora, an emotional smile forming on his face, before stepping closer and embracing his daughter’s small body, still lying on the bed.“Thank goodness, my chi
The director’s office felt eerily calm, yet beneath that stillness lingered an invisible tension. Behind a large desk with an elegant design, Vicktor Caldwell sat with an aura of complete control. Meanwhile, Amora stood beside him, her eyes fixed on the desk in front of them.Vicktor lifted his phone and dialed his secretary’s number.“Please bring the scheduled documents to my office immediately,” he said shortly, his tone firm and without preamble.“Yes, Mr. Vicktor.”The call ended.Beside him, Amora could no longer hide her restlessness. Her fingers intertwined, occasionally tapping softly against the surface of the desk. Her gaze was filled with both hope and ambition.“Impatient?” Vicktor asked, glancing at her briefly with a faint smile.Amora lifted her chin slightly. “Of course. I’ve been waiting for this moment for far too long.”Before Vicktor could respond, a knock sounded at the door.“Come in.”The door opened slowly. A woman in formal attire stepped inside with confiden
That morning came as a shock to Amora.Her eyes opened slowly, but within seconds, her body stiffened. She jolted, her heart pounding rapidly as her awareness returned in full. Something was wrong. Very wrong.Her breath caught in her throat.Beside her, a man was sleeping soundly.Vicktor.His body was still wrapped in a thick blanket, his face calm, as if last night had been nothing more than an ordinary night that meant nothing at all. A stark contrast to Amora, who was now overwhelmed by confusion and panic.“What happened last night?” she whispered softly, her voice trembling.Her hand moved reflexively, pulling the blanket—and that was when her eyes widened. She stared at her own body, bare of any clothing.“Damn…!” she hissed under her breath.A cold chill ran down her spine. Fragments of last night returned in blurred pieces—drinks, dizziness, her body going weak… then darkness.“Did he enjoy my body last night?” she muttered, this time with a tone full of anger and vengeance.
The romantic dinner was supposed to end on a sweet note, yet the night drifted on without anyone realizing. The dim lights, the clinking of glasses, and the soft melody of the music created an atmosphere that felt warm—too warm, to the point that Amora began to lose control.The girl let out a soft laugh, her cheeks flushed. The glass of wine in her hand lifted again without hesitation.“Amora, that’s enough,” Vicktor’s voice came out firmer than before.But Amora only shook her head lightly, her eyes beginning to droop. “One more… just one more, Vick,” she murmured softly.Vicktor let out a long sigh. He knew Amora had gone too far. Without waiting any longer, he took the glass from her hand.“No. We’re going home now.”Amora didn’t resist. Her body was already too weak to even protest. Her head drooped slowly, nearly touching the table.Vicktor immediately stood up, settling the bill quickly. After that, he wrapped an arm around Amora and carefully guided her out of the restaurant.
In truth, Amora had never expected—even in the slightest—that Vicktor would invite her on a holiday. Yes, a holiday—and what made it even more unbelievable—without Lucy, the man’s legal wife. Vicktor suddenly asked Amora and Kelly to go with him to a small villa near the beach, far from the noise o
“Vick, what are they going to do?” Amora whispered, her voice trembling. “I don’t know,” Vicktor replied softly, trying to stay calm even though his own breathing was unsteady. “Maybe… maybe they’re robbers?” Amora swallowed hard. “My suitcase is still in the living room. My work laptop is in th
The sharp clicking sound began to fill the air as Amora could no longer keep still. Her hands, which had initially only meant to push him away, instead rose to clasp around the man’s neck—returning every assault Vicktor gave her. The kiss lasted long, dissolving the very boundaries they had tried t
“Vicktor… I—”Amora’s voice was abruptly cut off.“Elisha, enough. Stop making excuses,” Vicktor said softly yet firmly. His breath was close enough to brush against Amora’s face. “Why do we have to keep avoiding this truth?”Vicktor’s eyes didn’t blink. From such a close distance, Amora’s beauty s







