Masuk“Stop this God forsaken wedding!!” I boom, my voice resonating through the halls of the church. Murmurs fill the air as eyes turn to me, dressed in nothing but rags. My grip tightens on the bat in my right hand. How dare they? How dare he? My eyes burn as I match forward, my body trembling with rage. “Clara, what–” His words are barely out before I send my hand forward, swinging the bat at him. Thick red blood spurts out as screams fill the air. ~~~~~ Clara Anthony thought it was love when she took the fall for a theft her husband committed just a few weeks after she gave birth. Thought she was doing the right thing for him, for them, but she was wrong because on the day she came out three years later, she found out he was getting married to her best friend of ten years. Her whole world shatters as she watches her best friend take her life, her husband, and her daughter. Left with nothing but pain and a deep ache for revenge. She teams up with the one person she swore never to look at again, the one person everyone thought was dead. Spencer Anthony, twin to her husband and her first love, the same man who left her without a word. Now he is back from the dead, not as the same man she once knew, but a cold, heartless mafia man who wants nothing but destruction. As Spencer offers her a chance to reclaim her life and daughter. Filled with nothing but hate, she takes up the offer, determined to make everyone pay. But what she didn't know when going close to Spencer was that when dining with the devil, you use a long spoon.
Lihat lebih banyakCHAPTER 150Spencer’s POVA quiet laugh escaped me.It wasn't loud.If anything, it was almost amused.Florida looked up at me through tear-filled eyes, clutching Rose tighter against her chest."Don't."Her voice trembled."Don't laugh at me."I tilted my head."You want everyone to believe this is about love.""It is!"Her voice cracked as she stood, still holding Rose protectively."I love her!""No."My reply was calm enough to make the room fall silent again."You love control."Her face twisted."You don't know anything about us.""I know enough."I took another step forward."You want to cry about losing Rose?"My gaze settled on the frightened little girl clinging to her."Then let's tell everyone the whole story."Florida's breathing became uneven."Spencer...""I've seen the reports."She froze."The nanny statements."Another step."The therapist's notes."Another."The recordings."The blood drained from her face."No...""You don't get to stand here pretending to be a dev
CHAPTER 149Spencer’s POVThe silence inside the ballroom stretched so long it almost became unbearable.No one moved.No one dared to.Derrick still stood in the center of the stage, the color drained from his face as the reality of Anthony’s betrayal slowly settled over him.Florida looked even worse.Her eyes darted between Derrick, me, the lawyers, and the documents scattered across the stage as if she expected someone to laugh and admit this was all some elaborate joke.No one did.Camera flashes erupted again.Reporters whispered frantically into microphones.The story had already changed.This wasn’t Derrick’s gala anymore.It was mine.I slipped both hands into my pockets and looked at Derrick almost lazily.He stared back at me with naked disbelief.“…That’s impossible.”“I know,” I replied calmly. “You keep saying that.”His fists clenched.“You manipulated him.”“I persuaded him.”“You turned my father against me.”I almost smiled.“No.”I took another slow step toward him.
CHAPTER 148Derrick’s POVFor several long seconds…I couldn’t hear anything.The ballroom was packed with hundreds of people, cameras were still flashing, reporters were whispering into microphones, and an orchestra sat frozen at the edge of the dance floor.Yet all of it faded into silence.I simply stared at Spencer.He stood a few feet away with one hand tucked casually into his pocket, looking completely at ease, as though he hadn’t just ripped the foundation out from under my feet.No.This wasn’t right.This wasn’t possible.I looked down at the folder still clutched in my hand and flipped through the pages again.The contracts hadn’t changed.Neither had the signatures.Not the percentages.0.1%.One-tenth of one percent.One abandoned warehouse that had technically been registered under Spencer Global years ago—a property so insignificant I’d forgotten it even existed.“This…” My voice sounded hollow. “This is fake.”Spencer’s mouth curved into the smallest smile.“I was hopi
CHAPTER 147Spencer’s POVFor a moment, Derrick simply stared at me.The confidence that had filled him only seconds ago didn’t disappear—not yet. It merely faltered, replaced by confusion as my words settled over the silent ballroom.“…What?”A smile tugged at the corner of my mouth.Not warm.Not amused.Patient.“You heard me.”His brows knitted together.“I own your company.”“No.” I tilted my head slightly. “You own zero-point-one percent of a warehouse.”Murmurs rippled through the ballroom.Derrick’s smile finally slipped.“What are you talking about?”I didn’t answer him.Instead, I looked toward the entrance.“Right on cue.”The ballroom doors burst open.“Derrick!”Everyone turned.His manager hurried inside, completely ignoring the hundreds of guests staring at him. His face had gone pale, his suit was disheveled, and sweat beaded along his forehead as he clutched a tablet tightly against his chest.“Derrick, we have a problem.”Derrick frowned.“What are you doing? Not now
CHAPTER 52Clara’s POVVoices felt far away.Like I was underwater.But one voice kept breaking through.“Clara… come on. Stay with me,” it was Spencer.I forced my eyes open slowly, my lashes feeling heavier than bricks. The light above me blurred before settling into focus. The first thing I saw
CHAPTER 50Clara’s POVWe planned for a few days, and eventually, I went back to living in my apartment because there was no reason for me to stay with him until the next hearing or until we came up with a new plan.I stepped into my apartment and immediately went to my room to collapse on my bed.
CHAPTER 49Clara’s POVSpencer was acting weird.I noticed it all night.At first, I thought it was just stress. Everything that happened today was insane, so obviously, we were both tired. But the more we planned, the more I realized something else was going on.He kept staring at me.Like… a lot.
CHAPTER 44Clara's POVMy phone shook as my fingers trembled.I tried to speak, but the words got caught in my mouth.“What is it, Clara?” Spencer asked. When I didn’t answer, he took the phone from me. I watched his eyes widen the second he saw the screen.“How is this—”I looked back at the phone







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