LOGIN[Carter’s pov]The silence inside the hall was unbearable.Hours ago, this room had been alive.Crystal glasses clinking. Investors murmuring over champagne, camera shutters flashing. Now it was dead.And I sat alone on the edge of the stage. Exactly where she had looked at me with those shattered eyes and told me she hated me. “I hate you, Carter!” The words hadn’t stopped echoing since.I leaned forward, elbows braced against my knees, staring blankly at the floor below.The deal signing with Ronan had been postponed indefinitely.Of course it had.No one wanted to sign multimillion-dollar gemstone agreements after witnessing the public destruction of the Velcro family.Not when reporters had practically trampled each other trying to capture footage of Olivia collapsing.Not when my stepfather had stood in front of the world and declared my marriage a lie.Not when I had responded by punching him hard enough to send him sprawling across his own precious stage.My fist still hurt.
[Olivia’s pov]Darkness took me away slowly the moment Ronan brought me out of the hall. Now I could feel some flicker, not all at once.First came the sound.A soft rhythmic beeping somewhere to my left. Then the faint hum of air conditioning. The distant shuffle of footsteps outside a door.And finally, the dull ache spreading through every part of my body as consciousness pulled me upward like something heavy being dragged to the surface.My eyelids fluttered open.The bright white ceiling above me blurred into focus, unfamiliar and sterile.For a moment, I didn’t understand where I was. I blinked again, my throat dry and scratchy. The sharp scent of antiseptic filled my lungs.Hospital?The realization came in fragments. Pain lanced through my chest, not physical this time, but memory colliding all at once.My breathing quickened.I turned my head weakly, trying to make sense of the room around me. Then panic struck. Everything inside me jolted awake.“Nina?” My voice came out hoa
[Olivia’s pov]A sharp, deep contraction tore through my body so suddenly I couldn’t even inhale properly. My breath hitched violently.No—Not now.Not here.My hand flew to my stomach instantly, fingers digging into my dress as another wave followed, harder than the first. It stole the strength from my knees in a way fear and anger hadn’t been able to do.“Ah—”The sound escaped me before I could stop it. Mallory tightened her hold immediately. “Hey—hey, what is it?” she asked sharply, her voice changing instantly from defensive to alert.I tried to answer, but my body bent forward on its own. Another contraction hit, this one was worse.Crushing. Unrelenting.My vision blurred so badly the lights above dissolved into streaks of white. “No…” I whispered, more to myself than anyone else. “No, no, no—”This wasn’t supposed to happen like this. Not in a room full of people. Not with cameras and not with Carter standing there.My breath came faster now, uneven, panicked. Mallory’s hand
[Olivia’s pov]Camilla’s laugh was soft.“You really don’t know, do you?” she said, tilting her head as if I were a child who had missed the point.My grip on the papers tightened again, though my fingers already felt numb.Camilla’s lips curved.“Your husband didn’t just sign divorce papers,” she said lightly. “He signed something far more valuable.”A murmur spread through the hall again.I could feel it pressing in on me from all sides. “What are you talking about?” someone whispered.Camilla turned slightly, as if addressing the entire room now instead of just me.“With those signatures,” she continued, “Sahl officially transferred full control of his company to Carter Velcro.”That didn’t make sense.She smiled at my reaction like she had been waiting for it. “In exchange for the divorce,” she added casually, “and for removing you from the picture.”I shook my head slowly, as if movement alone could undo what I was hearing. “No…” I whispered, barely audible. “That’s not—”Camilla
[Olivia’s pov]Sahl entered first.Dressed sharply, composed in a way that looked almost rehearsed. And beside him was Camilla.Perfectly poised. The expression was unreadable, but her eyes… her eyes were sharp enough to cut through everything in the room.A murmur swept through the crowd.Confusion. Recognition. Anticipation.Sahl didn’t rush. He didn’t need to. He walked forward like he owned the silence that followed him.A reporter somewhere in the front row stood quickly, sensing opportunity like blood in water.“Mr. Sahl!” she called out. “Why is Mrs. Velcro with you tonight? And why is the mistress, that woman, Miss Olivia, standing with Carter Velcro?”The word mistress hit the air like a slap.My entire body went still.Mistress.It didn’t feel real.My eyes flicked instinctively toward Carter. But he wasn’t looking at me. He was looking at Sahl. And something in his expression shifted—just slightly.Sahl smiled faintly.It wasn’t warm.It was calculated and cruel.“My son,”
[Olivia’s pov]I checked my reflection one last time in the lobby mirror, though I wasn’t sure why I bothered. My hands were already trembling slightly, hidden beneath the soft fold of my dress as I stood just outside the grand hall where Carter’s party was being held.Everything inside sounded too perfect. Laughter, music, the clinking of glasses like a world I hadn’t been invited into, not really. Not until now.I turned slightly when I felt his presence before I even saw him.Carter.He always had that effect like the air shifted before he spoke. “You’re late,” I said softly, though I didn’t mean it as a complaint.“I had to make sure everything inside was ready,” he replied, eyes scanning me instead of the hallway. “You came.”It wasn’t a question, but I still nodded.Then I hesitated.My fingers curled into themselves before I finally asked, “Is it okay if I’m here tonight? Won’t it be a problem for you now? With all this new authority and rumours?”The question sounded smaller t
[Olivia’s pov]I didn’t realize where Carter was taking me until the car slowed in front of a familiar building. My breath caught in my throat.He remembered it.It was my favorite restaurant.For a moment I simply stared at it, unable to hide my surprise.Carter turned off the engine and stepped
[Carter Velcro]“Lower your voice, Camilla.” The words tore out of me, rough and lethal. My teeth clenched so tightly my jaw ached.Camilla froze. For the first time, she was seeing a side of me she had never dared imagine. We stood in the drawing room, the air thick and suffocating, and still she h
[Olivia Jude Velcro]What was Carter even saying?He almost lost me. He was worried.The irony nearly choked me. Laughable even.How could I trust a man who had already shattered me once?“And?” I snapped. My heartbeat roared in my ears, frantic and uneven. I forced my face into indifference, though
[Carte Velcro]The party dissolved into silence long after the last guest left. One by one, the lights dimmed, the laughter faded, and the house returned to its hollow grandeur. The friend who had invited Camilla dropped her home, and I stayed back—for my mother. Father was out of town, and Olivia







