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Chapter 16

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**Hazel’s POV**

I stared at the pristine white ceiling for what felt like an eternity, the soft beeping of the heart monitor the only sound breaking the silence. My body ached—knees throbbing with a deep, persistent pain that radiated up my legs—but inside, something else entirely was blooming.

I turned my head toward the nurse who was quietly arranging some medications on the tray. “What was my exact diagnosis yesterday?” I asked, my voice deliberately weak and fragile.

The nurse paused, offer
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  • Pretty Lies, Perfect Revenge    Chapter 28

    I remained curled against Cassian’s side on the large couch, his arm wrapped possessively around my waist. He hadn’t let me move from his lap since carrying me downstairs, and I didn’t fight it. The tension in the living room was thick enough to cut with a knife. Hanna had stormed off earlier but was now lingering near the bar area, nursing a glass of wine with barely contained rage. Darren and Hans sat across from us, their earlier business talk long forgotten.Cassian finally broke the heavy silence, his deep voice calm but authoritative. “So, why did you two really come over tonight?”Darren leaned back in his seat, exchanging a quick glance with Hans before speaking. “We’ve been friends for years, Cassian. Close friends. I want to know why you suddenly chose to get a mistress now. And right under your wife’s roof, no less.”Cassian stared at Darren like the man had lost his mind. His body tensed beneath me. “What the fuck are you talking about?”I said nothing. I simply rested my

  • Pretty Lies, Perfect Revenge    Chapter 27

    In the main house, Cassian carried me straight to his room instead of the guest quarters. The master bedroom was enormous — dark masculine tones, a massive king-sized bed with black silk sheets, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the grounds, and a faint scent of his cologne lingering in the air. He laid me down gently on the bed as if I were made of glass, then sat on the edge, his stormy eyes fixed on the bright red handprint still blooming across my cheek.“I’ll have a doctor look at that,” he murmured, voice low and rough. His thumb brushed lightly over the mark again, making me wince. “And Hanna… she’ll be dealt with.”I reached out and touched his arm lightly, fingers tracing the hard muscle beneath his shirt. “Don’t be too hard on her, Cassian. She’s just scared.”He gave a low, dangerous chuckle that sent a shiver down my spine. “Too hard? Little dove, she’s lucky I don’t do worse.”I lowered my eyes, hiding the small, satisfied smile threatening to break through. Everything

  • Pretty Lies, Perfect Revenge    Chapter 26

    I felt it again — that heavy, uncomfortable feeling of being watched.My eyes slowly opened. The room was dark; night had already fallen. I sat up carefully in bed, my body still sore but the worst of the pain had dulled. I looked around the guest house bedroom, scanning every shadow, but I couldn’t see anyone.I pushed myself up and walked out of the bedroom, bare feet silent on the cool floor. The moment I stepped into the living room of the guest house, I froze.Hanna was sitting on the couch, legs crossed, staring directly at me.So she was the one watching me sleep. Funny. She must have slipped in while I was unconscious. I didn’t bother putting on my innocent act for her. There was no point. With just the two of us, the masks could drop.I walked over and sat down in the armchair opposite her, meeting her gaze head-on. “What do you want, Hanna?”She said nothing at first, just continued staring at me with those cold, calculating eyes. The silence stretched, until it became unbea

  • Pretty Lies, Perfect Revenge    Chapter 25

    **UNKNOWN LOCATION**The room was dimly lit by the glow of multiple computer screens. The air was thick with the low hum of cooling fans and the faint scent of stale coffee. A lone figure sat hunched over a large desk, fingers flying across three different keyboards at once.Lines of code, security feeds, and encrypted files scrolled rapidly across the monitors. The hacker — known only as “Ghost” in certain dark circles — had been digging for weeks, following every trail related to the Hale family and the mysterious scholarship girl who had suddenly appeared in Cassian Hale’s life.Then, something caught their eye.A old medical record from twenty years ago. A death certificate for Marie Gretel that had been filed after her supposed suicide. But the more Ghost looked, the more inconsistencies appeared — mismatched timestamps, forged signatures, and a body that was never properly identified.Ghost froze.“No way…” they whispered.With a few more keystrokes, they pulled up hidden hospit

  • Pretty Lies, Perfect Revenge    Chapter 24

    Lila and I were still deep in conversation, laughing over her dramatic retelling of Mrs. Keller’s dramatic downfall, when distant noises drifted toward the guest house. At first, it sounded like casual chatter mixed with laughter, but the voices grew louder and clearer. They were heading straight in our direction.Lila and I exchanged a quick, wary glance. Without a word, she jumped up and moved behind my wheelchair, gripping the handles firmly. “Let’s see what’s going on,” she muttered, pushing me smoothly toward the front door.She opened it and wheeled me out onto the small porch. The warm afternoon sun hit my face as we stepped outside. There, walking along the stone path that led from the main mansion toward the guest house, was Cassian. He was laughing freely — a rich, deep sound I had rarely heard from him. Beside him walked two other men, both tall and sharply dressed in expensive casual wear. Hanna strolled on Cassian’s other side, her arm loosely linked with one of the men,

  • Pretty Lies, Perfect Revenge    Chapter 23

    **Hazel’s POV**I stared at Lila as she paced around the living room of the guest house like a caged lioness, her face red with fury. Ever since I told her how I ended up in this wheelchair — the slaps, the ten hours under the freezing fountain, the cold that nearly turned into hypothermia — she had been fuming non-stop.“That bitch!” she hissed for the tenth time, spinning on her heel to face me. “Hanna made you kneel in freezing water for ten hours? Ten fucking hours, Hazel? And you’re sitting here telling me it’s okay? I swear, if I ever see that woman, I’m going to—”“Lila, it’s okay,” I cut in gently, reaching out to grab her hand and pull her closer. “I’m fine now. Really.”“Okay?” she snapped, eyes blazing. “Okay? Are you a fool or are you just pretending to be one? How can someone torture you like that and you still have the mouth to speak up for them? She could have killed you!”I sighed deeply, rubbing my temples. The memory of that cold night still sent chills through my bo

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