เข้าสู่ระบบGavin's phone went off again as a call entered. His face stiffened as he saw the caller. “Excuse me.” He walked past her. Arabella’s legs weakened and she quickly held the wall for support. I wish. The way Gavin said it sent a chill down her spine. Had she calculated wrong? Could they really drag this case to something more dangerous?“Arabella, are you alright?” Adrian’s voice came from behind. Arabella turned sharply, face pale. Adrian’s face creased with worry as he reached to hold her, “You look so pale, are you alright?” Arabella pulled away, standing upright and trying to hide her face. “I’m fine.” “After everything today, I suggest you still go to the hospital just to be safe…” “I said I’m fine.” She snapped. She hated how unaffected Adrian was looking while she was here panicking for him. This isn't how revenge should feel like.Adrian didn't frown, “Then maybe you should go home early and rest.” “I already put the company in a whole lot of mess that you need to
Dissociate Adrian Sterling from the Sterling Law Group? Gasps. Murmurs filled the room as every board member discussed the suggestion within themselves. Removing Adrian Sterling from Sterling Group felt foreign to them. No one had ever thought of it. Because not only is Adrian the largest shareholder, he is also the only member of the Sterling family on the board.Sterling Law Group is family owned and has always been managed by the family. Still, they couldn't deny the impact this will have on the company. This would be the quickest way to end the scandal, but still…Arabella had her eyes locked on Adrian's. She had planned this moment for months.She had imagined it feeling like victory.It did not feel like anything she had a word for.And somehow the calmness on Adrian's face made her feel worse. Because for Adrian, Arabella's suggestion didn't come as a shock. It came as a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. Because as much as he tried to stop his mind from wande
“As of 2pm today,” Arabella spoke calmly, ignoring the panicky board members as she signed some paperwork, “I have completed my three months contract with the Sterling Law Group.” She leaned back, fingers intertwined on top of the files.“In the three months period, I have fulfilled my side of the deal, completing the seven points agenda which included maintaining the public image and cashflow of the company.” She scanned the faces around her carefully, adding, “If a company as large as this can't keep from scandal every now and then, I believe there is something strongly wrong with its management.” “And in no way am I obligated to solve these problems too.” “We understand your point totally, and we truly appreciate your professionalism.” Mr. Campbell said, looking stressed. Bribery was a big deal to the image of the Sterling Group. A scandal they’ve always tried to dissociate from. “We’re willing to extend your contract.” He suggested. “Increase the fee.” Arabella looked aroun
Every word. Every confession. Every strike of the bat.All of it playing back in high definition for whoever was watching on the other side of that camera.Serena's face was drained of every last bit of color.For the first time since Arabella had known her, Serena Smith had nothing to say.Blood had been completely drained from her face..“No!” Her voice came in low and hoarse. Then slowly turned erratic. “NO!” “TURN IT OFF! TURN IT OFF!” She moved around like a crazy woman. But the spotlight on her face only brightened, and the video played in louder volumes. Arabella had intentionally delayed the whole kidnap scene to force Serena to confess, and she had succeeded. Serena pounced at her, attempting to strangle Arabella. Before Adrian could intervene, Arabella quickly shoved her off in one swift move.“KILL THEM ALL!” Serena ordered at the top of her voice, veins bulging in her throat. Now, it didn't matter if they had evidence. She just wanted Arabella gone. The guards were
Adrian slowly turned.The guards were everywhere.He tightened his arms around Arabella instinctively.“Serena, don't be stupid. There's three of us here. You can't kill us all.” Catherine said, her voice slightly panicky. Serena scoffed, slowly walking towards her.“You…you little traitor,” she jabbed the edge of the knife at the side of her shoulder. “I always knew you were not trust worthy.” She leaned closer, “This girl literally ruined your family, how could you soften towards her just like that?” “She didn't ruin my family.” Catherine replied sharply. Arabella looked at her, stunned. This was the first time Catherine was defending her— actually speaking the truth. “I ruined the family. I caused Victor’s death. And I let greed allow me to scheme with you. So stop blaming her.” Catherine’s voice was firm. And for the first time, Arabella actually saw regret in her eyes. Serena placed a palm on her lip, acting surprised, “Oh, you gained a conscience?” “Since when?” Cather
TWO DAYS LATERArabella was just a few blocks away from Sterling Group when a black van came out of nowhere.Metal hit metal.Arabella's head snapped sideways from the impact, her phone flying off the passenger seat before she could grab it.Her door was yanked open before she could process what was happening.Two men in masks moved fast. Arabella didn't fight back, instead she followed them quietly into the van. She had been waiting for this.Something pressed against her neck.Cold. Sharp.Her vision blurred almost instantly.The last thing she saw before her body gave out was one of the guards whispering on his phone; “We’ve got her.” ***Splash.Cold water splashed across Arabella’s face. She choked, coughing frantically as she slowly opened her eyes.. Her eyelids felt heavy, and for a fraction of a second, she didn't know where she was. CLAP!A hand clasped against each other, heels clicking against the cold floor of the empty warehouse.“Long time no see, Arabella Greene…o
BACHELORETTE NIGHTThe party was booming—masks glittering under disco lights, music pulsing through the floor. Vera and her bridesmaids danced while her favorite musician performed a private mini-concert. A few people sat back and just enjoyed the music and their drinks. On the other side of the
FIVE YEARS LATER “...your new leadership structure is already in place,” Arabella said , eyes sweeping the boardroom. “Revenue projections are stable, staff turnover is down, and the brand has regained credibility.”No one interrupted her.She stood at the head of the table in a navy-blue blazer a
ONE MONTH LATERArabella curled in the corner of the small room, her knees to her chest. Her arms shook from the last injection…they always made her feel like her bones were burning. She bit down on her lip to stop herself from crying again. Her voice was too hoarse to make another sound anyway.T
Arabella woke slowly, blinking against light that wasn’t fluorescent or harsh. The bed cradled her gently, soft sheets sliding under her fingers. For a moment, she thought she was dreaming—after a month of narrow white walls, locked doors, and uncomfortable chains, this room felt impossibly wide a







