Mag-log inChapter 343 Sara's Point of View The email to Versace sat drafted on my laptop, cursor blinking accusingly. Two simple words that could change everything: "I decline." My finger hovered over the send button when Josh burst into my room, waving a paper printout. "What is this?" His voice cracked
Chapter 342 The mansion's lights glowed warmly as Josh pulled up the long driveway, Sara's hand clasped tightly in his. Through the windows, they could see small faces pressed against the glass, waiting. "They haven't moved from that spot since you left," Helena's voice carried from the front step
Josh point of view The photoshoot studio buzzed with frantic energy as crew members broke down equipment. I burst through the doors, heart pounding against my ribs, only to find Sara already gone. "She left ten minutes ago," the photographer informed me. "Headed to the airport. Said something abo
The jasmine's sweetness wrapped around us as we sealed these vows with kisses. Somewhere in the mansion, a light flicked on, probably Helena watching with satisfaction as her family grew stronger. But in that moment, there was only Sara. Her love. Her acceptance. Her unwavering faith in the man I c
Josh's Point of View The garden's night-blooming jasmine filled the air with sweetness as I paced between rose bushes. Something felt different tonight, the weight of Marcus's threats mysteriously lifted, leaving me oddly unbalanced. Like a prisoner suddenly finding his cell door unlocked. "We nee
The trap was set in Helena's private office, every detail meticulously planned. Max's security team monitored feeds from hidden cameras while William stood ready with legal documents. Eva kept watch through the mansion's security system, making sure Josh remained occupied with the quadruplets' "emer
"That's wonderful, sweetheart," Eva replied, helping Mia into her coat. "Ms. Rivers said maybe she could come give me private lessons like Miss Taylor does," Mia continued. "Can she, Mommy? Please?" Eva smiled at her daughter's enthusiasm. "Well, we'd need to check her credentials first, but that
Eva woke before dawn, her mind already racing with the day ahead. Beside her, Max slept fitfully, his arm thrown protectively across her waist even in sleep. She watched the slow lightening of the sky through bulletproof windows, wondering if Victoria was watching the same sunrise, planning her next
The blunt assessment hung in the air. Eva reached across the table to take Sam's hand. "We're sending you somewhere Victoria can't find you," she explained. "Somewhere you can play outside again, go to sleep without guards at your door." "But you're not coming," Leo said, his voice rising in compr
The east wing library of the Brown-Sinclair compound had been transformed into a makeshift classroom. Four desks faced the table where Sara had set up her laptop. Colorful educational posters adorned the walls, and a whiteboard stood in the corner with the day's schedule. Eva watched her children s







