Blood pooled beneath William as he struggled to keep his eyes open. Adrian cradled him, his heart hammering in his chest.โStay with me, Dad.โ His voice was hoarse with panic.Williamโs lips parted, a weak chuckle escaping. โDonโtโฆ donโt look so scared, son.โ He winced. โIt takes more than one bullet to bring me down.โGrace pressed her trembling hands against his wound, desperately trying to stop the bleeding. โWe need to get him to a hospital!โ she cried, looking at Adrian with pleading eyes.The police officers called for an ambulance while others dragged Margret out, her screams of denial filling the air.Benson stood frozen, his face pale, unable to comprehend what had just happened. His motherโthe woman he had once admiredโwas now a criminal.The emergency room was a blur of doctors, nurses, and flashing red lights.Adrian paced the waiting area like a caged lion, his mind racing. Every second that passed felt like an eternity.Grace sat with their daughter in her arms, whisperi
As Adrian left the prison, Margret slammed her fists against the table, seething with rage. She had counted on Adrianโs fearโhis desperation to protect his familyโto make him surrender. But now, she was trapped.Derrick entered, shaking his head. โYou should have kept your mouth shut, Margret.โShe shot him a glare. โIโm not done yet. Thereโs always another way.โDerrick sighed. โNot this time. Adrian already countered your blackmail. The legal team got ahead of the story, and Williamโs company released a statement proving all the shady deals were your doing, not Adrianโs.โMargretโs blood ran cold. โThatโs impossible.โDerrick smirked. โWilliam knew youโd try something like this. He had a contingency plan. Every illegal deal was traced back to you. Youโre the only one facing charges.โMargretโs body slumped in the chair. โNoโฆ No, this isnโt how it was supposed to end.โDerrick leaned in, his voice dripping with satisfaction. โOh, but it is, Margret. You finally played your last cardโ
The room fell into an unbearable silence as Graceโs mind reeled with the truth. Her pulse was racing, her hands trembling. She looked at Eleanor, the woman claiming to be her mother, then at Alexander, who had a commanding presence that reminded her so much of Adrianโs father.โI donโt know what to say,โ Grace admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.Eleanor took a cautious step forward, her eyes desperate and hopeful. โI donโt expect you to accept this immediately, my love. I just want a chance. A chance to prove to you that I never stopped loving you.โGraceโs jaw clenched. โIf you loved me so much, why didnโt you fight for me? Why did you let my grandmother raise me all these years while I struggled, thinking I had no one but her?โEleanorโs tears spilled over. โI tried, Grace. Believe me, I tried. I searched for you for years, but your grandmother ensured that every trace of you was erased. She made sure that you would never find out about me, and by the time I discovered where
The Lennox estate was no longer a place of peaceโit had become a battlefield. Isabella wasted no time asserting herself as the "rightful" heir, basking in the attention and respect she believed she deserved. She walked through the grand halls like a queen, flashing a smug smile whenever she passed Grace.Eleanor, unable to accept this sudden revelation, grew withdrawn. She barely ate, and the sorrow in her eyes broke Alexanderโs heart. Adrian, on the other hand, was restless. His gut told him something was wrong, and he wasnโt going to let Isabellaโs smug face fool him.One evening, as Adrian sat in his office combing through the DNA reports again, something caught his eye."This doesnโt make sense," he murmured.The report bore the name of a reputable lab, but something about the formatting feltโฆ off. He compared it to an old DNA report from the same lab and noticed slight inconsistencies in the font, structure, and signature placement.His heart pounded. Could Isabella have forged t
As the glamorous gala continued, the hall was filled with laughter, music, and celebration. Grace had finally found her true placeโwith a family that cherished her, a husband who adored her, and a life free of the deception that had tried to tear her down.But not everyone was happy.From the far end of the hall, a pair of eyes burned with resentment, watching Grace bask in her newfound happiness.The woman who had pretended to be the lost Lennox daughterโClaraโhad been exposed, humiliated, and dragged away by the police just days before. However, her hatred for Grace had only intensified behind bars.And she wasn't the only one.At the back of the estate, where the celebration lights barely reached, a black car was parked discreetly. Inside, a figure sat in the driver's seat, tapping his fingers against the steering wheel impatiently."Sheโs glowing like a damn queen," he muttered, watching Grace through a pair of binoculars. His face twisted with hatred. "That should have been Clara
That evening, Grace arrived at the dimly lit cafรฉ where Brenda had asked to meet her. The air was thick with the scent of freshly brewed coffee, but Grace had no appetite for itโher instincts screamed that something was off.Brenda was already seated in a corner booth, her hands wrapped around a cup of tea. When she saw Grace, her lips curled into a smile, but her eyes held something unreadable."You actually came," Brenda murmured, gesturing for Grace to sit.Grace slid into the seat, keeping her posture guarded. "You said you had something to tell me."Brenda sighed dramatically. "Oh, Grace, you have no idea whatโs been happening behind your back. Your so-called family? They were never looking for you. They were looking for someone they could control. Thatโs why Iโ"She stopped abruptly, catching herself.Grace narrowed her eyes. "You what, Brenda?"Brenda leaned forward, her expression suddenly desperate. "I was supposed to be the one. I was supposed to be their daughter, Grace. Bu
As the night of celebration came to an end, Grace and Adrian returned home, unaware of the dark clouds gathering around them. Grace, exhausted from the whirlwind of emotions, settled into Adrianโs arms."Tonight was perfect," she murmured, running her fingers through his hair.Adrian smiled, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "It was, but we both know peace never lasts long with people like Benson and Margret lurking around."Grace sighed. "I just wish, for once, theyโd let us live our lives."Adrian tightened his hold around her. "Whatever theyโre planning, weโll face it together."Meanwhile, Benson was far from done. He stormed into Margretโs suite, his jaw tight with frustration."What the hell were you thinking, siding with those men? Do you even realize the mess youโre dragging me into?"Margret remained calm, sipping her wine. "I know exactly what Iโm doing, Benson. Youโre the one who doesnโt understand the game."Bensonโs eyes darkened. "You still think you can outsmart Adrian an
The night was eerily silent as Adrian and Grace arrived at the old estate. The grand mansion, once filled with warmth and laughter, now stood as a dark shadow of its past. The wind howled through the broken windows, sending an unsettling chill down Graceโs spine.Adrian squeezed her hand. โStay close to me. If anything seems off, we leave.โGrace nodded, her heart pounding. She had spent so long uncovering the truth, and now, she was moments away from facing the woman who had tormented her family.They pushed open the heavy wooden doors and stepped inside. The grand hall was dimly lit by flickering chandeliers, their light barely piercing the darkness. At the far end, a lone figure stoodโMargret.She turned slowly, a wicked smile playing on her lips. โYou actually came. I knew you would.โAdrian took a step forward, his eyes locked on her. โCut the games, Margret. You wanted us here. Now talk.โMargret let out a low chuckle, her eyes gleaming with malice. โYou think youโve won, donโt
The Williams estate had never looked so magnificent. Golden lanterns lined the garden pathways, casting a warm glow as the grand celebration unfolded. A cool evening breeze carried the scent of fresh roses and jasmine, blending with the melodies of a live orchestra playing in the background. Guests dressed in the finest attire mingled, their glasses clinking in joyous toasts.This was a night of celebrationโnot just for wealth and success, but for truth, redemption, and love.At the heart of the event, Mr. William stood beside Grace, his eyes gleaming with pride as he raised a glass to address the guests.โTonight, we honor not just a lost daughter, but a strong woman who fought for her place in this family. Grace, my child, welcome home.โApplause erupted. Grace swallowed the lump in her throat, overwhelmed by the acceptance she had craved all her life. She glanced at Adrian, who gave her an encouraging nod, his hand firmly holding hers.She stepped forward, her voice steady but emot
As the night continued, laughter and celebration filled the air. Grace basked in the warmth of her newfound family, unaware of the danger lurking just outside the estate.Diana stood in the shadows, her eyes never leaving Grace. She held the USB drive tightly in her palm, her mind racing through her plan. She had spent weeks gathering fabricated evidence, working with her accomplice to create a scandal that would ruin Graceโs image before she could fully settle into her new life.Beside her, the mysterious man smirked. โAre you sure you want to do this now? Sheโs got a lot of support.โDianaโs lips curled into a sinister grin. โThatโs exactly why we have to do it now. The higher she climbs, the harder sheโll fall.โInside the grand ballroom, Grace felt a vibration against her palm. She glanced down at her phone and saw an unknown number flashing on the screen.Frowning, she excused herself from the crowd and stepped onto the balcony, pressing the phone to her ear.โHello?โA deep voic
The night was eerily silent as Adrian and Grace arrived at the old estate. The grand mansion, once filled with warmth and laughter, now stood as a dark shadow of its past. The wind howled through the broken windows, sending an unsettling chill down Graceโs spine.Adrian squeezed her hand. โStay close to me. If anything seems off, we leave.โGrace nodded, her heart pounding. She had spent so long uncovering the truth, and now, she was moments away from facing the woman who had tormented her family.They pushed open the heavy wooden doors and stepped inside. The grand hall was dimly lit by flickering chandeliers, their light barely piercing the darkness. At the far end, a lone figure stoodโMargret.She turned slowly, a wicked smile playing on her lips. โYou actually came. I knew you would.โAdrian took a step forward, his eyes locked on her. โCut the games, Margret. You wanted us here. Now talk.โMargret let out a low chuckle, her eyes gleaming with malice. โYou think youโve won, donโt
As the night of celebration came to an end, Grace and Adrian returned home, unaware of the dark clouds gathering around them. Grace, exhausted from the whirlwind of emotions, settled into Adrianโs arms."Tonight was perfect," she murmured, running her fingers through his hair.Adrian smiled, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "It was, but we both know peace never lasts long with people like Benson and Margret lurking around."Grace sighed. "I just wish, for once, theyโd let us live our lives."Adrian tightened his hold around her. "Whatever theyโre planning, weโll face it together."Meanwhile, Benson was far from done. He stormed into Margretโs suite, his jaw tight with frustration."What the hell were you thinking, siding with those men? Do you even realize the mess youโre dragging me into?"Margret remained calm, sipping her wine. "I know exactly what Iโm doing, Benson. Youโre the one who doesnโt understand the game."Bensonโs eyes darkened. "You still think you can outsmart Adrian an
That evening, Grace arrived at the dimly lit cafรฉ where Brenda had asked to meet her. The air was thick with the scent of freshly brewed coffee, but Grace had no appetite for itโher instincts screamed that something was off.Brenda was already seated in a corner booth, her hands wrapped around a cup of tea. When she saw Grace, her lips curled into a smile, but her eyes held something unreadable."You actually came," Brenda murmured, gesturing for Grace to sit.Grace slid into the seat, keeping her posture guarded. "You said you had something to tell me."Brenda sighed dramatically. "Oh, Grace, you have no idea whatโs been happening behind your back. Your so-called family? They were never looking for you. They were looking for someone they could control. Thatโs why Iโ"She stopped abruptly, catching herself.Grace narrowed her eyes. "You what, Brenda?"Brenda leaned forward, her expression suddenly desperate. "I was supposed to be the one. I was supposed to be their daughter, Grace. Bu
As the glamorous gala continued, the hall was filled with laughter, music, and celebration. Grace had finally found her true placeโwith a family that cherished her, a husband who adored her, and a life free of the deception that had tried to tear her down.But not everyone was happy.From the far end of the hall, a pair of eyes burned with resentment, watching Grace bask in her newfound happiness.The woman who had pretended to be the lost Lennox daughterโClaraโhad been exposed, humiliated, and dragged away by the police just days before. However, her hatred for Grace had only intensified behind bars.And she wasn't the only one.At the back of the estate, where the celebration lights barely reached, a black car was parked discreetly. Inside, a figure sat in the driver's seat, tapping his fingers against the steering wheel impatiently."Sheโs glowing like a damn queen," he muttered, watching Grace through a pair of binoculars. His face twisted with hatred. "That should have been Clara
The Lennox estate was no longer a place of peaceโit had become a battlefield. Isabella wasted no time asserting herself as the "rightful" heir, basking in the attention and respect she believed she deserved. She walked through the grand halls like a queen, flashing a smug smile whenever she passed Grace.Eleanor, unable to accept this sudden revelation, grew withdrawn. She barely ate, and the sorrow in her eyes broke Alexanderโs heart. Adrian, on the other hand, was restless. His gut told him something was wrong, and he wasnโt going to let Isabellaโs smug face fool him.One evening, as Adrian sat in his office combing through the DNA reports again, something caught his eye."This doesnโt make sense," he murmured.The report bore the name of a reputable lab, but something about the formatting feltโฆ off. He compared it to an old DNA report from the same lab and noticed slight inconsistencies in the font, structure, and signature placement.His heart pounded. Could Isabella have forged t
The room fell into an unbearable silence as Graceโs mind reeled with the truth. Her pulse was racing, her hands trembling. She looked at Eleanor, the woman claiming to be her mother, then at Alexander, who had a commanding presence that reminded her so much of Adrianโs father.โI donโt know what to say,โ Grace admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.Eleanor took a cautious step forward, her eyes desperate and hopeful. โI donโt expect you to accept this immediately, my love. I just want a chance. A chance to prove to you that I never stopped loving you.โGraceโs jaw clenched. โIf you loved me so much, why didnโt you fight for me? Why did you let my grandmother raise me all these years while I struggled, thinking I had no one but her?โEleanorโs tears spilled over. โI tried, Grace. Believe me, I tried. I searched for you for years, but your grandmother ensured that every trace of you was erased. She made sure that you would never find out about me, and by the time I discovered where
As Adrian left the prison, Margret slammed her fists against the table, seething with rage. She had counted on Adrianโs fearโhis desperation to protect his familyโto make him surrender. But now, she was trapped.Derrick entered, shaking his head. โYou should have kept your mouth shut, Margret.โShe shot him a glare. โIโm not done yet. Thereโs always another way.โDerrick sighed. โNot this time. Adrian already countered your blackmail. The legal team got ahead of the story, and Williamโs company released a statement proving all the shady deals were your doing, not Adrianโs.โMargretโs blood ran cold. โThatโs impossible.โDerrick smirked. โWilliam knew youโd try something like this. He had a contingency plan. Every illegal deal was traced back to you. Youโre the only one facing charges.โMargretโs body slumped in the chair. โNoโฆ No, this isnโt how it was supposed to end.โDerrick leaned in, his voice dripping with satisfaction. โOh, but it is, Margret. You finally played your last cardโ