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Mercy, not punishment

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“Brittany? Are you certain?”

I sat frozen at my desk, phone pressed to my ear, disbelief tangling with old, complicated hurt at hearing her name surface again after months of silence.

“The email account traces back to her directly,” Ashford confirmed. “Registered under a variation of her name, created only three days ago. I don’t believe this was carefully hidden. I think whoever sent it wanted to be found eventually.”

“That doesn’t make sense,” I said slowly. “She testified against Jeremy and
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  • Reborn to ruin him    Mercy, not punishment

    “Brittany? Are you certain?”I sat frozen at my desk, phone pressed to my ear, disbelief tangling with old, complicated hurt at hearing her name surface again after months of silence.“The email account traces back to her directly,” Ashford confirmed. “Registered under a variation of her name, created only three days ago. I don’t believe this was carefully hidden. I think whoever sent it wanted to be found eventually.”“That doesn’t make sense,” I said slowly. “She testified against Jeremy and his mother. She left the country to start over. Why would she suddenly try to sabotage my business, months later, completely unconnected to anything from that trial?”“I don’t have an answer yet,” Ashford admitted. “I’d recommend reaching out directly, rather than assuming motive without actually understanding what’s happening.”I sat with that suggestion a long moment, old wariness warring with the same stubborn curiosity that had carried me through every difficult conversation this past year.

  • Reborn to ruin him    Proof, not charm

    “Thank you for coming in so early.”Robert Hendricks sat across the conference table, his expression unreadable, two other executives from his company flanking him on either side. I kept my posture steady, professional, despite the unease still coiled tight in my stomach from Marcus’s cryptic message the night before.“Of course,” I said, folding my hands calmly on the table. “Marcus mentioned this was urgent. What can I help you with?”Robert exchanged a glance with his colleagues before speaking. “We received an anonymous complaint yesterday. Allegations about your company’s business practices, specifically regarding how you acquired several recent clients.”My stomach tightened, old wariness stirring despite how far removed this felt from anything I’d actually done wrong. “What kind of allegations?”“That you deliberately targeted clients from a struggling competitor, using insider information to undercut their pricing unfairly.” Robert’s voice remained carefully neutral, though I

  • Reborn to ruin him    Giving herself permission

    “I don’t know how to answer her.”Xavier sat across from me at the kitchen table, his mother’s text still glowing on his phone screen, something conflicted crossing his expression.“What are you actually feeling?” I asked gently, reaching across to take his hand.“Guilty, mostly.” He exhaled slowly. “She’s tried so hard this past year, ever since everything with my father finally came out. She’s been patient, understanding, never once pushing for more closeness than I’ve been ready to give. I don’t know why I still hesitate every time she asks for something like this.”“Maybe because it’s easier to keep her at a manageable distance,” I offered carefully. “Easier than actually risking real vulnerability with someone who hurt you, even unintentionally, for so many years.”Xavier considered that, something in his expression softening with recognition. “That sounds exactly right, honestly. I’ve spent thirty years protecting myself from getting close enough to be disappointed by her again.

  • Reborn to ruin him    Two lines

    “You’ve been staring at that test for five minutes.”Xavier’s voice carried gentle amusement from the bathroom doorway, and I looked up from the small stick balanced on the counter, my heart hammering too hard to properly process what I was seeing.“I’m scared to actually read it,” I admitted. “What if it’s negative? What if we’ve been trying for two months and it’s still not our time yet?”“Then we keep trying,” Xavier said simply, crossing the small bathroom to stand beside me. “There’s no failure in this, Kara. Just timing we don’t get to control.”I took a steadying breath and finally looked down properly.Two lines.“Xavier.” My voice came out barely above a whisper, disbelief and joy crashing through me all at once. “Xavier, it’s positive.”He went very still beside me, staring at the test like he needed a moment to fully process the reality of it, and then something broke open across his entire face, joy so complete it nearly buckled my knees just watching it.“We’re having a b

  • Reborn to ruin him    Patricia Vance

    “Thank you for agreeing to meet me.”Patricia Vance sat across from me at the small coffee shop we’d agreed on, hands wrapped tight around her cup, nerves evident in every line of her posture. She looked younger than I expected, mid-thirties perhaps, dressed professionally but with the particular exhaustion of someone carrying more than her circumstances should require.“I almost didn’t come,” I admitted honestly. “Given everything your company’s done.”“I understand completely.” She met my eyes, something raw and unguarded in her expression. “I’m not here to make excuses. I’m here because I think you deserve to understand why, even if it doesn’t change what needs to happen next.”“Then explain,” I said, keeping my voice level despite the old wariness still coiled tight in my chest.“My husband died two years ago,” Patricia said quietly. “Left me with medical debt from his illness and two children to support alone. I started Sterling Consultants because I genuinely believed I could bu

  • Reborn to ruin him    Sterling consultants

    “Sterling Consultants. I’ve never even heard of them.”I sat across from Ashford’s desk the next morning, Xavier beside me, the printed report he’d prepared spread between us.“Neither had I, before yesterday,” Ashford said, sliding a folder toward me. “They’re a relatively new firm, incorporated only eight months ago. But they’ve been remarkably well-funded for a company this young, and remarkably well-informed about exactly which of your clients might be receptive to a better offer.”I flipped through the pages, client names I recognized immediately, several of them relationships I’d spent months carefully building. “How well-informed, exactly?”“Well-informed enough that I don’t believe this is coincidental.” Ashford’s expression turned careful. “Their outreach has specifically targeted clients you signed within the last three months, using details about your pricing structure that shouldn’t be publicly available.”Xavier’s jaw tightened beside me. “Someone’s leaking information fr

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