ログインThird Person's POVVincent parked his car in front of his parents' mansion. He got out quickly and dashed into the building, screaming with so much urgency.''Mom! Mom! Mom!''Hearing his loud and urgent voice, his parents, who were already in their night robes getting ready to retire to bed, rushed out of their room. Deep frowns formed on their faces as they looked downstairs and saw their son pacing around in the living room like a madman, and they quickly rushed down.''Vincent!'' his father called. ''What is this madness? Why are you screaming at such a late hour?''''Ask your wife,'' Vincent replied.''Me?'' Eleanor was surprised. She had no idea what their son was accusing her of.''Where is Amber? Where the fuck is my wife?'' Vincent asked.Eleanor's surprise turned into confusion.''What are you talking about, Vincent? Why are you asking your mother about your wife?'' Reginald asked.''First, answer my question. Is Amber here or not? Has she been here today?'' Vincent's voice
Third person's povChloe had been watching Amber and Tori from a quiet corner. Immediately Amber lost consciousness, she came out and rushed towards Amber with a concerned and worried expression—obviously fake, but the other customers didn't know that.''What do you think you're doing, Tori? Why did you lie to my sister and invite her here just to humiliate her like this?'' she queried Tori.Tori scoffed as she flipped her hair nonchalantly. ''Did I lie?''''This is our family issue and it should never be brought into public,'' Chloe looked around at the crowd watching them. ''What do you think these people can do after listening to our family issue? Do you think they'll help you force Amber into divorcing your brother?''Without waiting for Tori's comeback, Chloe threw her arms around Amber and pulled her up. ''We're leaving.''Just as they were about to leave, Tori caught Chloe's arm, leaned closer to her ear, and whispered with a confused frown.''You said you wanted to have a deep
Amber's POV«Two Days Later —I didn't tell Annabelle about Tori's text, and she doesn't know I'm meeting up with Tori. And as for Vincent, I never told him about the threat, so he has absolutely no idea of what's going on.I was so confident coming here. I kept telling myself that she's genuinely sorry and wanted to make peace with me. But halfway through the drive, I reread the text, and I couldn't help the unsettling feeling in my heart. Am I making the wrong decision by coming? Maybe I should just go back home. But what if she truly wants to make peace?Taking a deep breath, I rested my head on the headrest and closed my eyes. What's the worst that can happen? She might just humiliate me. She can't possibly hurt me in a public space during daytime, right?After driving for a few more minutes, the cab finally stopped."We're here, ma'am," the driver informed me.
Amber's POV«The Liams' Ancestral Home—Vincent's Parents' Residence —my husband will protect and defend me today. I lifted my head slightly to look at him. Our eyes met, and he smiled reassuringly at me."I'm here," he whispered.I nodded simply before looking away from him.I was just as fascinated as the first time I entered the mansion. The living room is like a cathedral to wealth more than a place to rest. Honestly, I can never fathom why this place is considered an ancest
Amber's POVAs soon as Vincent and I got home, he got a call from Mr. Lee to come finalize their collaboration, so he left, and he's been gone for a while. Ms. Miller went grocery shopping, so I'm literally the only person in the house. I decided to check out a new drama, but I was too tired to go downstairs, so my phone ended up becoming my TV.While I was watching the drama, a call from an unknown number came in. Thinking it was Tori, I ignored it and continued with my drama, but the call came in again. Feeling frustrated as it disrupted the flow of the drama, I clicked the answer button and put it on speakerphone."Hello, am I speaking with Miss Amber Sinclair?" a calm, unfamiliar female voice asked from the other end.I furrowed my brows in surprise. Miss Amber Sinclair? I haven't been addressed by that name for a very long time. Who could this be?"Is this Miss Amber Sinclair?" she asked again."Yes.""Good morning, Miss Sinclair. I am Charlotte Mendez, and I am calling from Apex
Amber's POV> Annabelle's Apartment
Amber's POV> Three Years Ago—The Sinclairs' Mansion —his stance wa
Amber’s POV> Wetland Event Center — 8 p.m. “Smile for the camera,” my husband, Vincent Liam, whispered in an authoritative tone, yet his bright smile never left his face as he stared at the camera and waved happily at the audience watching us.How can he pretend as if nothing happened twenty mi
Amber's POV"Fuck this airline!" Annabelle cussed as she stared at the text Ethan sent her. "This is exactly why I hate using their service."I laughed at her outburst. "Calm down. He'll be here soon."She turned her phone to me so that I could read the text for myself, and according to the text, t
Amber's POVWhile Chloe and my stepfather were looking at me, I was staring at my mother in return, waiting for her response—hoping she'd support me and look at me with the same softness she had looked at Chloe with earlier."Oh my sweet Amber," she called, her face lighting up in relief. "I know t







