LOGIN“Leave Mrs. Amora Cassidy Shane’s house immediately!”Amora’s voice was firm, cold, without the slightest hint of hesitation. She didn’t even bother to look back after driving Vicktor out. Her steps were light yet certain as she walked away from the living room, as if the man no longer meant anything in her life.Vicktor stood frozen.His hands clenched tightly, the veins at his temples visibly tensing. There was a powerful urge within him to stop Amora, to force her to explain everything, to… make her stay. But he realized it clearly—he no longer had that right.Without a single word, Vicktor turned around. His steps were heavy, yet he kept walking out of the house. The house that once felt like home… now felt like a place that had cast him out.“Vick, wait!”Lucy hurried after him. She saw that Vicktor had already gotten into the car. Without thinking, she opened the door and slipped into the passenger seat.Vicktor didn’t even glance at her.The engine roared to life. His hands imm
Vicktor immediately opened his car door and got in without hesitation. The engine roared to life harshly, as if his emotions were being channeled through the low growl of the machine.Before he could even drive off, Lucy had already opened the passenger door and taken a seat beside him.“Vick—” Lucy started, but her words were cut off as the car sped out of the driveway.Throughout the drive, Lucy could feel the tension filling the space inside the car. The way Vicktor was driving was nothing like usual—too fast, too aggressive.“Vick, be careful,” Lucy said softly, trying to hold back her concern.But there was no response. Vicktor remained focused on the road ahead. His gaze was straight, cold, and heavy with pressure. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, as if holding back something that could explode at any moment.Inside his mind, fragments of memories with Elisha swirled endlessly. The sound of her pleasant laughter. The way she called his name so gently. The warmth of
After finishing all his work, Vicktor wasted almost no time. He went straight home in a hurry, as if every second felt too long to wait.As soon as he reached his room, he immediately cleaned himself up. The cold water ran over his body, but it was not enough to ease the restlessness in his heart. His thoughts were fixed on only one person—Elisha.Not long after, he was already standing in front of the mirror, fully dressed. The suit he wore looked perfect, yet his expression still carried a trace of nervousness.He picked up his cologne and sprayed it lightly. “I should bring her another gift,” he murmured softly. His gaze remained fixed on his own reflection. “What could possibly make Elisha smile?”He fell silent for a moment, thinking.“Chocolate?” his brows furrowed. “Um… probably not.” He shook his head slightly. “She always maintains her figure. She said chocolate could make her gain weight.”Vicktor let out a short sigh, then chuckled quietly. “Why is this so difficult…”He gl
A heavy silence hung in the room, as if even the air itself was holding its breath. Amora stood still, her eyes fixed on Vicktor without blinking. Beneath her calm exterior, her mind was racing, searching for an opening to turn the situation around.“So… you trust Lucy more?” Amora asked softly. She deliberately made her voice sound fragile, as though her heart had truly been wounded.Vicktor looked flustered. “N-no, it’s not like that, El. I…” he trailed off, feeling guilty for the accusation he had just made.Amora took a slow breath, then shook her head. “You said you love me. But you believe Lucy’s trash words?” Her eyes began to glisten. “I’m disappointed in you, Vick.”Without waiting for an answer, Amora quickly grabbed her bag. The chair scraped against the floor as she turned and walked out of the director’s office.“Darling… I’m sorry, don’t be angry!” Vicktor’s voice sounded panicked as he hurried after her.But Amora didn’t stop. In fact, she quickened her pace, as if she
Amora’s heart pounded violently. Each beat echoed like war drums inside her chest—loud, erratic, relentless. Yet she forced her expression to remain calm, as still as the surface of water that concealed a raging current beneath. She could not lose control. Not now. Not in front of Lucy.“What are you talking about, Lucy?” Amora asked, her voice deliberately light, even though her throat felt dry.Lucy curled her lips into a faint smile—sharp, cynical, and piercing. “You still don’t want to take off your mask?”Amora fell silent. Her eyes flickered with a brief, sharp glare before softening again. She knew one wrong move would mean the end of everything. Lucy was not a foolish woman. She was cunning… and dangerous.“You really are a sly woman, Amora!” Lucy hissed at last, her voice turning cold.The sound of footsteps echoed from the corridor. The sharp clicks of shoes against the marble floor rang clearly.Amora stiffened. She knew those steps belonged to Vicktor.Her heart raced even
That morning, the office was still quiet. Sunlight streamed through the large window behind the director’s desk, casting a reflection of a woman sitting there with absolute authority.Yes, Amora. The girl had arrived earlier than usual—earlier than Vicktor.She sat in the director’s chair, a seat she once could only gaze at from afar. Now, her fingers gripped the armrests tightly, as if assuring herself that all of this was real.A faint smile curved on her lips.Her legs were crossed elegantly. Her body leaned back slightly, yet her gaze was sharp—filled with calculation.“Daddy…” she whispered softly, almost like a breath.Her hands tightened around the chair.“Your death must be paid dearly!”Her breathing began to rise and fall. Amora’s chest felt tight, not from weakness—but from the anger she had buried for so long.“What you once fought for your family… is now in my hands,” she continued, her voice trembling. “And now… it’s time for me to take back everything that traitor stole
Elisha immediately approached the villa staff as soon as she stepped out of the main door. Her face was still pale, her breath not yet steady, but her anxiety outweighed the pain she felt.“Excuse me, is there a clinic nearby?” she asked quickly.The female staff member frowned. “There’s no clinic
Vicktor strode swiftly toward Lucy, his voice sharp and firm. “Lucy, you cannot take Kelly! Kelly will stay here with me!”“NO!” Lucy stepped back, clutching Kelly even tighter in her arms. “I will not let that cheap woman poison my daughter’s mind with hatred!” she shouted, glaring fiercely at Amo
The collision of their bodies echoed once more. The two women attacked each other without mercy, as if the world belonged only to the two of them. Amora tried to stand, but Lucy yanked her back down, sending them both crashing onto the floor again. Amora’s hair was torn at, and her cheek became the
“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







