LOGINBeatrice hurried out of the company building, her quick steps chasing after Vivian, who had just reached the parking area near her car."Vivian, wait!" Beatrice shouted, her voice echoing across the lot.Vivian stopped and turned around slowly. Her face had regained its composure, though traces of nervousness remained hidden beneath her calm mask."Auntie," Vivian greeted, attempting to maintain her usual tone of voice."Explain!" Beatrice closed the distance, her eyes blazing with fury. "Is what Damian said true? Did you lie about the reason for your departure back then?"Vivian let out a sigh, putting on an expression as if she were the deeply injured party. "Auntie, Damian is just making up excuses to defend Sienna. Why are you choosing to believe him instead?""Don't change the subject!" Beatrice raised her voice. "You've been lying to me all this time! Making me believe that you genuinely loved Damian, when you were the one who betrayed him—leaving him behind when he needed you m
"You are blinded by Sienna's deceit!" Beatrice finally spoke again, her voice brimming with suppressed anger. "You can't tell the difference between genuine devotion and mere manipulation!"Damian let out a bitter laugh. "Deceit, Mama? Do you really want to talk about deceit?"Beatrice furrowed her brow, not following the direction of the conversation."Do you know why Vivian left me back then?" Damian asked, his eyes shifting toward Vivian, who stood frozen, her face deathly pale. "I didn't want to bring this up, but it seems you need to know. She didn't leave to pursue her studies. Nor was it to study business, as she has been telling everyone."Vivian shook her head rapidly. "Damian, wh-what are you saying—""She went after another man," Damian continued, ignoring her interruption, his voice turning even colder. "A man she liked. A man she believed could satisfy her more than I ever could."Damian's expression shifted, pure disgust radiating from his eyes as he looked at Vivian.Th
Her eyes widened in shock. Sienna's cheek burned, a sharp throb radiating from the slap. She stood frozen in place, her hand slowly rising to touch her reddening cheek."How dare you!" Beatrice barked, her voice echoing down the quiet corridor. "You think everything is solved just because of that press conference? You've turned the Blackwell name into a complete laughingstock!""Mama!" Damian immediately stepped forward, positioning himself between Beatrice and Sienna, his body serving as a protective shield for his wife."Get out of the way, Damian!" Beatrice tried to push her son aside, but Damian didn't budge an inch."You have no right to slap Sienna," Damian said, his voice low yet dripping with suppressed fury."No right?" Beatrice laughed mockingly, her eyes flashing with pure hatred. "She's nothing more than a cheap woman who brings disgrace upon our family! The public has already judged her as an adulteress, and you're still defending her?!"Sienna stood rigid behind Damian,
The flash of camera lights flooded the main lobby on the ground floor of the Blackwell Group.Dozens of reporters sat lined up in the prepared seats, their microphones raised high, eagerly awaiting the moment that had been the talk of the town since last night.Sienna sat in the center seat on stage with Damian beside her. Their hands were entwined beneath the table, providing just enough strength for Sienna to face the dozens of sharp gazes directed at her."Thank you to all members of the media present today for taking the time to attend," Damian opened, his voice calm and firm. "We are sitting here facing all of you to provide clarification regarding the news circulating recently."Damian glanced briefly at Sienna, giving her a nod of encouragement.Sienna took a deep breath. The microphone in front of her felt exceedingly heavy as she reached for it."I am Sienna Blackwell." Sienna began speaking, using Damian's family surname. Her voice trembled slightly at first, but gradually g
Morning sunlight pierced through the gaps in the curtains, greeting Sienna's face as she slowly stirred awake. She stretched gently, finding Damian's arm still wrapped tightly around her waist, his steady breathing close to the nape of her neck.Sienna tried to shift Damian's arm so she could get up, but Damian pulled her in even closer instead.Sienna felt Damian's breath turn deep and long against her."Are you awake?" Damian whispered, his voice raspy.Sienna offered a faint smile. Giving up on getting up, she turned her body around to face Damian. "Just now."Damian gently stroked Sienna's cheek, his gaze soft. "How are you feeling this morning?"Sienna let out a sigh, her smile fading slightly. "A little nervous.""I'll be right by your side the whole time," Damian said, placing a brief kiss on Sienna's forehead. "We'll face it together," he added moments later.Sienna nodded repeatedly with a smile of relief.Damian was the first to rise from the bed. "Come on, let's have breakf
The living room of the main Blackwell residence was icy cold tonight.Vivian had deliberately come to the house to display her concern for Beatrice. She wore a mask, concealing her actions by showing her sweetest side.Vivian sat elegantly on the sofa with a teacup in hand, her face wearing an expression of deep concern that was utterly convincing."You look exhausted, Auntie," Vivian said softly, gazing at Beatrice sitting across from her with clear lines of weariness etched into her face.Beatrice let out a long sigh, setting her cup down with a harsh clatter. "How could I not be exhausted, Vivian? Damian remains stubborn about keeping Sienna, even when that woman clearly brings nothing but a bad influence on him. Just look at how much trouble she has caused already."Vivian offered a faint, almost imperceptible smile before taking a sip of her tea. Once finished, she set the cup back on the table."Have you spoken with him, Auntie?" Vivian asked, pretending to know nothing. She act







