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
Sara's Point of View The mansion felt too small today. Every corner held memories of Josh, his laugh echoing down hallways, the lingering scent of his cologne in the study, the way his eyes followed me when he thought I wasn't looking. I couldn't focus on the script for tomorrow's commercial. The
Sara's Point of View The morning started like a dream. My first major runway show for Paris Fashion Week, everything I'd worked so hard to achieve finally coming true. I should have known it wouldn't last. Nothing good in my life ever does. The first hint came during makeup. Victoria Stone, superm
The prestigious New York studio buzzed with activity as the crew prepared for Sara's Dior campaign shoot. Makeup artists fussed over her face while stylists adjusted the flowing designer gown that cost more than most cars. Everything had to be perfect, until four tiny hurricanes burst through the do
Josh's Point of View The clock on my office wall ticked past midnight as I stared at the email that could destroy everything we'd built. Dior wanted to pull Sara's contract. Someone had leaked information about her parents to the press, painting her as the daughter of murderers rather than the risi







