LOGINSix years of marriage. All passion at night, but never tenderness in the daylight. Amelia Sinclair loved Christopher Zephyr deeply, and she swallowed the bitterness as if it were sweet. Her own daughter wasn't allowed to call him father, yet the son of his first love sat on his lap, learning to say the word "dad". The entire family treated that adopted boy as a precious heir, while her own flesh and blood was treated like a shameful stain. It wasn't until Amelia and her daughter paid with their lives—until Christopher signed the cremation papers with his own hand and then took the boy to attend his first love's welcome banquet—that Amelia finally understood. Love couldn't win love. A heartless man had no heart to give. When Amelia was reborn, she swore she would never again cling to that cold and humiliating marriage. In her past life, she had foolishly given up her studies, content to be a housewife and devote herself to her family. In this one, she submitted the divorce papers without hesitation, took her daughter far from the mire, and rebuilt her career until she stood at the top again. In the first week after Amelia left, Christopher dismissed it as one of her tantrums. By the first month, he brushed it off completely. It didn't matter to him what she did, so it was fine to let her go. Later on, he saw her again, standing tall among the industry's elite! Amelia was focused only on her career, and her daughter was focused only on finding herself a new father. And Christopher finally realized that they really didn't want him anymore. The man lost all reason. The one who had always been cold, proud, untouchable, suddenly threw away his dignity. He blocked the mother and daughter pair in full view of everyone, his voice breaking as he pleaded, "Honey, I'll kneel here if I have to. Please... just love me one more time."
View MoreAmelia's mind went blank. All she could think about was getting out of the parking garage and finding somewhere with people.Panicked, she ran toward the corner by the elevator lobby, barely watching where she was going.The second she rounded the corner, she crashed into someone's chest.A pair of hands caught her by the arms and steadied her. A familiar scent wrapped around her.It was Christopher.Amelia's heart was pounding so hard that it almost hurt. Still shaken, she lifted her head, her face pale. Cold sweat was beading along her forehead, the fear in her eyes not yet gone.Then she instinctively looked back.The figure that had been following her was gone. Only the empty garage stretched behind her, washed in harsh white light, with nothing moving in sight.Christopher looked down at her, his brows drawn together. "What's wrong?"Amelia's fingers were still trembling around the strap of her bag. She took a deep breath and forced her voice to stay steady. "What are you
Two nights of constant tension had left Amelia exhausted. The faint blue shadows under her eyes were nearly impossible to hide, even with concealer.She sat with her eyes closed for a moment, then pushed the car door open and stepped out, dragging herself toward the elevator lobby.The elevator doors slid open. A stranger stood inside, dressed in a black hoodie, his head lowered so his face was hidden.Amelia's heart skipped. She stopped short, hesitated for a few seconds, then forced herself to step in.The air inside the elevator felt heavy. Only the faint hum of the car filled the silence. The man kept his head down, his fingers picking absently at the hem of his hoodie. Amelia's unease sharpened by the second.She stared at the numbers changing on the panel, silently counting the floors and willing the elevator to move faster.At last, the elevator dinged, and the doors opened.Amelia stepped out at once. She had just begun to breathe again when she saw Jasper waiting by the
Amelia lay there with her eyes open, staring at the ceiling as one possibility after another took shape in her mind.The deal with Corvex Solutions had just gone through. Could a competitor be trying to scare her?Or had Samantha done something after their argument earlier?Or was she reading too much into it, and none of it meant anything?The thoughts kept circling, tightening Amelia's chest.She picked up her phone, ready to call Jasper, then saw the time. It was 2:30 a.m.She set it down again. Calling now would only wake him, and if she was wrong, she would sound paranoid.She drew a breath and walked quietly to Evelyn's room. Right now, she needed to see her little girl.The door was slightly open. Amelia pushed it wider. Evelyn lay on her side, her cheeks flushed. Her lashes rested against her skin, her breathing slow and even. She was still holding the blind box figure she had opened the night before.Amelia stepped closer and crouched by the bed, brushing a strand o
Late that night…Amelia drifted in and out of sleep. A dull buzz filled her head, like pressure building behind her temples. Each wave was sharper than the last.She forced her eyes open. The room was pitch-dark.She turned toward the window, trying to fix her gaze on the distant lights outside, hoping it would ease the pounding.Then, from the corner of her eye, she caught a tiny red light blinking in the corner of the garden below.Her heart skipped. She instinctively held her breath and fixed her gaze on it.Two seconds later, it disappeared, as though it had never been there.Amelia blinked and rubbed her eyes. Maybe she had drunk too much. Maybe her vision was off.She told herself she was just exhausted. Nothing more.The headache pressed harder, and her throat felt dry. She pushed the covers aside and stepped onto the cold floor, heading for the living room to get water.She had just reached the bedroom door, her hand hovering over the handle, when she heard footsteps.
Amelia's phone landed on the ground with a heavy, crisp thud.Everyone around turned to look at her.She quickly picked her phone up with trembling fingers. She read the text again, her entire body tense.[Your daughter is in my hands. If you want to ensure her safety, come to the mountain immedi
A small smile crept up Amelia's lips. "You don't even have time to pack your bags."Amelia knew that Winona would always doll up and take a long time to get ready before heading out. According to Winona, looking presentable was only basic for a rich heiress like her."What do I need?" Winona sai
"It's fine even if you refuse to admit it," Amelia said, standing up. "If my daughter's life gets threatened once more, I'll hold it against you. Megatech might be independent now, but what about ACE Technologies, the company that belongs to the Randalls? Do you still want it?"Amelia gave off a co
Winona was clearly here to gloat.Nicole's face was ashen. Her grip on her bottle tightened even more.Things were completely different now.Amelia was like the modern Cinderella."No need," Nicole said through gritted teeth. "I can go in by myself."Winona nodded gleefully. "Alright, alright.


















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