FAZER LOGINTHIRD PERSON’S POV The Ashford residence was no longer filled with celebration. No laughter. No warmth. Just tension— Thick. Suffocating. Waiting to snap. The moment the message came through— Owen’s world tilted. He stared at his phone. Once. Twice. As if reading it again w
THIRD PERSON’S POV The world didn’t feel real anymore. Not as Silea stumbled out of the office. Not as the lawyer’s words replayed in her head—over and over, louder each time. No longer a member of Vance. It echoed. Mocked. Burned. Her steps were uneven as she made her way through th
THIRD PERSON'S POV The silence in the room stretched— Long. Heavy. Unforgiving. Silea’s grip on the papers tightened, the edges crumpling beneath her fingers as her breathing grew uneven. “No…” Her voice was faint at first. Shaken. But then— It rose. Stronger. More desperate.
THIRD PERSON’S POV For a moment— Silea didn’t move. Didn’t breathe. Didn’t think. Because what Aurelia had just said— Didn’t make sense. It couldn’t make sense. “You’re lying.” The words came out sharper this time. Firmer. Desperate in a way she refused to acknowledge. Aurelia didn’t react
His eyes darkened slightly. “Don’t test my patience.” A beat. Then— “Your inheritance.” There it was. Again. Silea straightened, forcing some strength back into her posture. “I already told you. I’m not giving you anything.” Owen let out a quiet breath. Not angry. Not explosive. Worse. D
THIRD PERSON'S POV Aurelia and Theo sat quietly on the couch.. Aurelia read through the Magazine while Theo was checking some work on his laptop.. "You think she'll come? " Theo asked quietly and Aurelia nodded.. "You saw how Owen looked at me.. Regret was visible on his face... He clearly
AURELIA'S POV 1 week later They had eased up faster than I expected.. Though I didn't make it easy for them.. None of them had a damn certificate for this job.. And I'll make sure everyone knows and shames them.. I walked out of my office and walked to the office desks where clerks works.. That'
“The remainder of the estate—real property, holdings, investments, and liquid assets—is to be divided equally between his two daughters, Miss Aurelia Vance and Miss Silea Vance. ” A perfectly timed pause. I let out a soft, shuddering sob and pressed a handkerchief to my eyes. Owen’s grip tighten
“Daddy?” I whispered, voice barely audible. A low, familiar chuckle rumbled through the line—warm, alive, and so achingly real that my knees nearly buckled. “Hey, princess,” Dad said, his voice rough with emotion. “Miss me?” The tears came instantly, hot and unstoppable. I slid down the door u
AURELIA'S POV The lantern flame flickered as my words hung in the chilly air of the treehouse. “You… You have to die.” Dad froze, his eyes narrowing—not in fear, but in that sharp, calculating way he used to look at business rivals across boardroom tables. Theo shifted beside me, tense, ready







