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Lisa’s POVAfter Christine left the restroom, I stood there, rooted to the spot uncomfortably. My eyes darted to my phone, still abandoned on the edge of the sink. Did she see the messages? Did she notice anything? My heart pounded, a frantic drumbeat in my chest, each thump sending a fresh wave of panic through me. I reached for the phone as I snatched it up.The apartment… my eyes landed on the message on the screen. That apartment, the one I’d been scrambling to secure, the one mentioned in that damning text labeled “Agent.” It wasn’t for me. It was for the man from my past, who’d slunk back into my life. He’d been clear, he wanted a place and the company’s share. He didn’t care if I had the ability to grant his requests, that every cent of money I’d funneled to him was stolen, siphoned from the company’s accounts in a betrayal that made my stomach churn. He’d threatened to expose everything, the murder, the cover-up, the truth I’d buried so deep I could almost convince myself it n
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Christine’s POVI sat at a small wrought-iron chair, the warm breeze tugging at the hem of my sundress. Sipping through the coconut juice. I’d been nursing it for the better part of an hour as I maintained my performance, relaxed, happy, utterly at ease. It was exhausting though.Shortly, Grandmother Elenor emerged from the restaurant’s glass doors as she approached me. Her hair was swept into a loose bun, and her eyes locked onto me while she got closer. My stomach tightened, but I flashed a bright smile, tilting my head as if I hadn’t a care in the world. She didn’t return it. She looked worried.She lowered herself into the chair across from me. “Christine, my child.” she said, her voice tender, cutting through the hum of chatter around us. “We need to talk.”I raised an eyebrow, keeping my expression light, playful even. “About what, Grandma? The lobster special? I hear it’s divine.” I leaned back, crossing one leg over the other.Her eyes narrowed, unamused. “I overheard Francis
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Francis’s POVThe sun is still not showing any sign it will be calm soon. Laughter and chatter filled the environment along with the clink of glasses of those celebrating with their family around me and playing near the resort’s tiki bar. Couples lounged on striped towels, kids squealed as they chased each other through the surf, and waiters in white shirts wove through the crowd, balancing trays of frosty cocktails in their hands and serving those who needed their services. It was the kind of scene that screamed carefree vacation, but I couldn’t shake the knot in my stomach. My sunglasses hid my eyes, but no one could see the tension in my jaw or the way my fingers gripped the armrest of my beach chair too tightly.I’d been trying to blend in, sipping a piña colada that had gone warm in my hand, when suddenly, I felt those sharp, unyielding eyes boring into me. It was Grandfather Fredrick. He sat a few yards away under a wide umbrella in a relaxed setting. His gaze wasn’t casual; it
Second Chance At Rebirth: Beneath The Ashes Chapter 106
Lisa’s POVThe pain on my cheek still burned, a hot, pulsing reminder of Christine’s hand cracking across my face. I sat there on the wicker chair, the shattered remains of my wine glass glinting on the porch floor. Still feeling the heat radiating from where she’d struck me. The pain was sharp, but it was nothing compared to the fury boiling in my chest right now. Christine thought she could intimidate me, silence me with a slap and a few hissed threats. She was wrong. I wasn’t some weak little pawn she could shove around. If she wanted a war, I’d give her one. I’d dig up every dirty secret she had, every skeleton she’d buried, and I’d use them to bury her.I stood, brushing the creases from my sundress, my jaw tight as I stepped over the broken glass, walking away. My mind was racing and thinking positive ways of plotting against her. Christine had secrets, I knew she did. That fire at the Chicago branch, the way she dodged Grandfather Fredrick’s questions with that fake smile… she
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Christine’s POVIt was a hot sunny day, the kind that should have felt like a warm embrace, with the sun blazing high over the Maldives, casting golden rays across the sprawling grape fields that stretched behind the resort. But despite the warmth, I felt cold inside, a chill that had nothing to do with the weather. It was still concerning Grandfather Fredrick’s questions, those carefully worded probes that had been gnawing at me since breakfast. Each one felt like a needle, pricking at the edges of my peace of mind, threatening to unravel the calm I’d worked so hard to maintain.We were walking through the grape fields now, just the two of us. The resort had organized a tour of the island’s small vineyard, and Grandfather had insisted I join him, his tone light but his eyes cold. He wore a cream linen suit, impeccably tailored. To anyone else, he might have looked like a kindly old man enjoying a stroll, but I knew better. Every step, every glance had a hidden agenda.“You know, Chri
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Christine’s POVI thought this vacation would be fun and relaxing at least. A few days on a private island in the Maldives, away from the pressure of the board, away from the whispers still trailing the Chicago incident. A break from everything but yet, nothing changed and nothing seemed new either. The supposed fun is not turning out that way at all and I am starting to regret why I joined them. Something’s wrong. And I’m starting to think this trip was never meant to be a vacation. It was supposed to but the strange feeling I was getting was convincing enough about grandfather Fredrick. He arrived just after dinner, and from the moment he stepped onto the terrace, I felt it. It was the way he looked at me, too focused. Like he was measuring something in his head and that intensified how uncomfortable I felt. And now? It’s worse.At breakfast, while everyone was buzzing about snorkeling and spa appointments, he sat next to me like it was a coincidence. But nothing is ever a coincid
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