Olivia Grace stared at her phone screen with a cold gaze. Her slender fingers moved swiftly, dialing a number she knew by heart. It didn’t take long before a soft yet respectful voice answered on the other end.“Good morning, Miss Olivia. How may I assist you?” her assistant’s voice came through.Olivia took a deep breath, trying to suppress the storm of anger brewing inside her chest.“Freeze all the accounts and ATM cards under the name Hunter Jackson,” she commanded firmly, not a single tremor in her voice.There was a brief silence on the other end. Her assistant was clearly shocked. Normally, whenever someone tried to open Olivia’s eyes about her husband’s behavior, Olivia would fiercely defend Hunter. But now...“Yes, Miss Olivia,” the assistant finally responded, her voice cautious. “I will take care of it immediately.”"Right away. Don’t delay even for a second," Olivia added before ending the call.She lowered her head for a moment, feeling her hands slightly tremble—not from
Olivia stared at the towering building that bore her name. With firm steps, she moved forward toward the main entrance, followed by Elliana, who sat calmly in the car seat.The sleek black luxury car came to a halt at the front entrance of the building, located in the heart of the city.Olivia gracefully opened the car door and stepped out, wearing an elegant black suit that radiated power and authority.The employees passing by the entrance paused for a moment, offering her respectful glances.They knew Olivia Grace was no ordinary woman. She was a strong and commanding figure, the owner of one of the largest corporations in the country. Some even whispered among themselves, marveling at her return after five years of complete silence."Welcome back, Miss Olivia," one of the employees greeted her respectfully.Olivia offered a small nod, a faint smile appearing on her lips, showing she appreciated their attention.After guiding Elliana into the building, they made their way to the el
Olivia stepped into the most luxurious boutique in town, her hand tightly holding Elliana’s small fingers.The boutique’s interior sparkled under grand crystal chandeliers, rows upon rows of exclusive designer clothes lining the walls. Olivia wanted to give her daughter the very best. After everything they had endured, Elliana deserved to see the beauty the world had to offer.“Which one do you like, sweetheart?” Olivia asked softly.Elliana nodded enthusiastically, her eyes lighting up as she gazed at the rows of pastel-colored dresses. Olivia smiled warmly, then excused herself for a moment. “Wait here, okay? Don’t go far.”“Okay, Mommy,” Elliana replied sweetly.As Olivia disappeared toward the restroom, Elliana cautiously approached one of the children’s clothing racks. Her small hand gently brushed the soft fabric of a light blue dress adorned with tiny crystals. She stroked it carefully, mesmerized by its delicate beauty.But suddenly—“Hey! Don’t touch that!” a boutique staff m
Olivia Grace stood tall in front of the luxurious boutique, her eyes sharp as she watched Shopia Joy sprint toward a man who had just arrived, panic etched all over her fake expression. "Hunter! Hunter!" Shopia cried out, pointing frantically at Olivia and the small child standing beside her. "They... they tried to steal from the boutique!" Hunter Jackson, just stepping out of his sleek car, frowned deeply. His gaze landed on Olivia, full of accusation. "Shopia, what are you talking about?" Hunter asked, his voice low and heavy. Shopia rushed closer, panting as if she had just saved the world. "I saw it myself, Hunter! Olivia told that child to slip a fancy bracelet into their pocket! If I hadn't seen it in time, they would’ve gotten away!" Olivia let out a sharp scoff, her eyes blazing with fury. "That's a lie!" she barked. "I didn’t steal anything, Hunter!" Hunter's jaw tightened as he stepped forward, closing the distance between them with a dominating presence. "Apologize,
The evening sky was darkening as the sleek black luxury car cruised down the highway. In the front passenger seat, Olivia Grace looked exhausted, yet still carried her signature elegance. She turned around to glance at her daughter, Elliana, who was peacefully asleep in her car seat."She’s completely worn out after the argument earlier," Olivia murmured softly.Daniel, her personal assistant and the man behind the wheel, cast a quick glance in the rearview mirror. Tall and stern-faced, he forced a small smile. “It’s been quite a draining day, Ma’am. But we’re almost home.”Olivia nodded and closed her eyes for a brief moment. The peace lasted only seconds.“Wait… what’s wrong with the brakes?” Daniel muttered, his brows furrowing as he pressed the pedal harder. Nothing happened.“The brakes… they’re not responding!”Olivia’s eyes shot open. “What do you mean?”“The brakes are out! I can’t stop the car!”She turned her head forward immediately. The speedometer needle was climbing rapi
The ambulance siren wailed as the emergency vehicle pulled into the ER entrance. Nurses rushed to lower the stretcher carrying Elliana—her small body pale and limp, an oxygen tube clinging to her nose. Olivia Grace ran close behind, the blood on her temple still fresh, but she didn’t care. Her heart was beating for one thing only—her daughter’s survival.“Take her to the pediatric ICU, now! We need a CT scan and a full blood panel!” one of the doctors barked.Olivia stopped at the edge of the emergency room entrance. The staff wouldn’t let her in. She stood frozen, trembling, her hand covering her mouth. Her eyes locked on the door that had just shut tightly in front of her.Time crawled. Every second sliced through her chest like a knife.Minutes later, a nurse approached her. The young woman held a clipboard, her expression tight with concern.“Miss Olivia,” she said gently. “We’ve run a blood test on Elliana. Unfortunately… her blood type is very rare—AB Rh-negative. We don’t have
Olivia stared at the phone screen Daniel handed her. The photo showed the underside of her car—its brake line had been cleanly cut, as if by the hands of a professional.“The brake line was cut. This wasn’t some ordinary malfunction,” Daniel said softly. “Someone wanted that car to fail.”Olivia froze. Her throat tightened. Her entire body went cold like ice.“You mean... the accident was planned?” she whispered, barely audible.Daniel nodded slowly. “I believe someone is trying to kill you, Ma’am.”Olivia closed her eyes. Her mind raced.Who would do such a thing? Who wants me dead? Hunter… or Sophia Joy?Those two names filled her thoughts instantly. Hunter Jackson—her husband turned enemy. Sophia Joy—the woman who quietly stole her place. Both of them had reasons to want her gone.She was still reeling from the shock when hurried footsteps echoed nearby. Hunter Jackson had just come out of the blood donor room. His expression remained calm as always, but his eyes held a chilling
Daniel stood frozen, his eyes widening as he watched Olivia sign the document handed over by Hunter Jackson. His fists clenched at his sides, as if resisting the urge to intervene.“Miss… are you really signing that paper?” he asked, his voice trembling with disbelief.Olivia turned slowly, her face calm, yet her sorrow was clearly reflected in her eyes. She drew in a deep breath, as if forcing herself to swallow a bitter reality.“I don’t have a choice, Daniel,” she whispered. “Right now, all I care about is making sure my daughter is safe.”With a firm, albeit trembling hand, she passed the file back to Hunter. In an instant, Sophia Joy snatched it eagerly, her smile widening like she had just won a battle.“Finally… it’s this easy to become the boss,” she sneered with a mocking laugh, her eyes gleaming with triumph as they locked onto Olivia’s.Olivia didn’t respond. She simply shook her head, refusing to dignify Sophia with an answer. But inside, her chest tightened painfully. Non
That morning, the sky over Jakarta was clear, but the atmosphere inside Olivia’s house remained tense. The custody verdict would be announced today, and everything could change in an instant.Daniel had been up since dawn, coordinating security, ensuring the media couldn’t surround the house, and inspecting every vehicle going in and out. He knew this wasn’t just another day—this was the day that would decide Olivia and Eliana’s future.Olivia wore a simple yet dignified cream dress. She stared at her reflection in the mirror and whispered, “This isn’t about winning or losing. It’s about the truth.”Daniel entered with a file in his hand. “There’s something you need to see before we head to court.”Olivia took the folder, opened it, and her eyes widened.“This… this is from our investigation team?”Daniel nodded. “We infiltrated the internal records of Jackson Group. What we found could turn everything around.”---In the courtroom, all parties were already seated. Hunter sat at the p
That morning, the sky was overcast, as if foreshadowing the storm about to erupt in the courtroom. Olivia stood in front of the mirror, dressed in an elegant black suit. Her eyes were sharp, but inside, she couldn’t deny the nervousness eating away at her.Daniel knocked on the bedroom door.“The car is ready, Miss Olivia. The attorney is waiting outside.”Olivia nodded. “Make sure Eliana doesn’t know about the hearing. Keep her at home with the nanny and assign two extra bodyguards.”“It’s already taken care of.”A few minutes later, the black car sped toward the courthouse. Olivia sat with clenched fists, her thoughts drifting to the past—back when she still believed in Hunter Jackson’s love, when she still thought the Jackson family would truly accept her and her daughter.Now? That trust had been shattered by betrayal.---The courtroom was thick with tension. Journalists crowded outside, trying to capture a glimpse of Olivia Grace, who had become the media’s latest obsession. On
That night, Olivia sat in the living room, staring at her phone screen. The threatening message from Hunter was still visible. Her hands trembled, but her eyes were cold. She wasn't afraid—just more aware that the man wasn't done playing dirty.Daniel walked in carrying a plate of snacks, but froze when he saw Olivia’s expression.“Miss Olivia… is something wrong?”Olivia handed him the phone. “Read it yourself.”Daniel skimmed the message quickly, his face tightening. “A threat. This has crossed the line.”Olivia nodded. “I want you to install additional cameras outside the gate and at the back door. And activate the high-level security alarm tonight.”“I’ll take care of it now,” Daniel replied promptly, then rushed out of the house.Olivia stood and headed to Eliana’s room. She opened the door gently, making sure her daughter was still sound asleep, clutching her favorite white bunny plushie. The little face calmed her heart, giving her the strength she needed.“I won’t let anyone h
The morning sun had just swept over the city as Olivia sat in her study, staring at the glowing laptop screen without really seeing anything. Her fingers clutched a cup of coffee that had long gone cold, but her mind was still consumed by what had happened the night before.The office door creaked open. Daniel, her trusted assistant, stepped in with a worried expression.“Miss Olivia… I just saw the online news. It looks like Mr. Hunter’s family is starting to take this matter public.”Olivia looked up. “What do you mean?”Daniel handed her a tablet. On the screen were photos of Olivia and Eliana in front of the house, with a deliberately provocative headline:“Unfaithful Wife! Olivia Grace Kicks Out Husband and In-Laws From Luxury Home”Olivia’s jaw tightened as she read each sentence with blazing eyes.“They twisted the narrative. Turned me into the villain,” she muttered, almost growling.Daniel hesitated. “Should we release a statement, Miss? A clarification?”Olivia put the table
Hospital corridors suddenly felt hotter than before. Shopia Joy sat stiffly on the VIP lounge sofa, her face tight with tension, while Madam Vivian paced the floor, rage simmering just beneath the surface.They were just about to head home when Hunter Jackson stormed in, his face flushed red, footsteps heavy with fury.“Olivia Grace has completely lost her mind!” Hunter growled, slamming his phone onto the table.“She just kicked me out of the house! Out of the company too!”Madam Vivian froze mid-step. “What do you mean, Hunter? Kicked out of the house? Are you saying… none of us can go back there anymore?”Hunter nodded grimly, his jaw clenched. “That’s right, Mom. Olivia stationed five guards around the house. None of us are allowed in.”Shopia’s eyes widened in disbelief. “What about our things?”Hunter let out a harsh breath. “All packed up. Left outside the house. Not just my stuff—yours too.”“Unbelievable!” Shopia shouted, springing to her feet. “She has no right to do that!
“I’m not a weak woman, Jackson! I’ll make you regret this!” Olivia screamed, her voice echoing through the walls of the house.Hunter Jackson stood at the doorway, his face as cold as unmelted snow. His eyes locked on Olivia’s, unblinking, as if measuring how much of her fury he could endure.“Eliana is sick. And you… you didn’t even show up when she needed her father for three nights straight!” Olivia stepped forward, her fists clenched at her sides. “What matters more than your own child’s life, huh?! Wealth? Status? Your pride?!”Hunter opened his mouth to speak, but Olivia cut him off.“Don’t. I don’t need excuses from someone who wasn’t there when I cried alone in a hospital hallway!” Her voice cracked, full of pain and betrayal.Hunter exhaled slowly, trying to remain calm. “I didn’t care that Eliana was in the hospital. You knew that, didn’t you—”“And somehow, that’s my fault?!” Olivia snapped, her eyes blazing. “You didn’t even lift a finger when I was kidnapped while pregnan
The luxury boutique in the heart of the city was quiet, filled only with the scent of expensive perfume and soft classical music playing in the background. But the tranquility shattered in an instant.“What do you mean all my cards were declined?!” Madam Vivian’s voice rang out sharply, echoing through the marble-lined room.The female cashier flinched. “I’m sorry, Madam... we tried all three of your cards. Each transaction was rejected by the bank’s system.”“I’m a VIP customer! I’ve been shopping here for over twenty years! Try again!” she snapped, slamming her diamond-adorned hand on the counter.The cashier hesitated, then ran the card once more. The result was the same.“I’m sorry, Madam. Your accounts appear to be... frozen.”Heads turned. Several customers glanced over; a few already had their phones out, recording. Madam Vivian’s cheeks flushed—not with rage, but with shame.Scowling, she reached into her Hermes bag, yanked out her phone, and made a call.---In a sleek, high-
Eliana slowly opened her eyes. Her head felt heavy, her vision was blurry, and her entire body was weak. She tried to sit up, but her arms felt powerless. The air was damp and foul. As she glanced around, she realized she was in a small, dark room—the walls were made of rough concrete, and a single dim light hung from the ceiling.“Where... am I?” she whispered weakly.Her hands were tied to a metal chair with strong nylon rope. In the corner of the room, a small camera pointed directly at her face. Not far away, her stuffed bunny lay on the floor, dirty and ragged.Footsteps echoed from outside. Eliana held her breath. The iron door creaked open painfully, and a masked man stepped inside. He was tall, with heavy steps, carrying a tray with a bottle of water and a piece of bread.“Here. Eat. You need energy,” the man said gruffly.“I want to go home…” Eliana murmured, tears rolling down her cheeks. “Please… Mama must be looking for me…”The man said nothing. He placed the tray on the
Olivia shoved open the door to her house with a forceful push. Her heart was still pounding, overwhelmed by anxiety for Eliana. But her steps came to an abrupt halt when the pungent scent of alcohol hit her—followed by the unmistakable sound of laughter echoing from the living room.With furrowed brows, Olivia quietly stepped toward the source of the noise. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she saw Hunter Jackson, her husband, lounging on the sofa with a whiskey glass in hand. Beside him sat Sophia Joy—his second wife. The two were laughing lightly, as if the world belonged to them.“You?” Olivia whispered, stunned.Hunter turned his head, momentarily surprised, but his lips quickly curled into a smile. “Darling… you're home.”Olivia stepped closer, her voice sharp. “Shouldn’t you be at the hospital? Joe is in critical condition.”Sophia stood up, stomping her foot. “This isn’t your concern! Stay out of our happiness!”“Happiness?” Olivia let out a bitter laugh, her eyes narrowing. “Yo