LOGINSERENA'S POV“Arrest them. Arrest them all. Everyone that touched that money.” a comment agreed with me. Making me smile as I read through some more, my neck tucked into a comfortable pillow. Body all curved up on a side of the bed, sheets white as snow. Soft. Comfy. Relaxing. Just as I’d felt.“The Mackwells all acted so-high and mighty every time, this should teach them a lesson or two.”“Can’t believe they’ve been scamming their way through the society for years! Leading to a person’s death. Arrest them all!”“First the illegitimate crazy daughter stunt, and now money laundering? Fraud? Can’t believe we were busy chasing the wrong person initially, Serena Beckett. When we should’ve been dragging the man behind it all. Her father!”“Karma sure moves quick. Crazy daughter tries to go after her sister’s husband, dragging sister online, and now crazy daughter is been dragged instead.”“The Mackwells sure are guilty, but then… are we all going to pretend we don’t see the dots? I see an
SERENA’S POV“That tramp was already fooling around with Mark even before attempting to seduce my son in-law! Before your stupid father found her and before his whole plan blew up in his face! Hahaha, oh you should see Susan!”what?What the actual- “That can’t be right,” I said, watching as Celeste quietly left the couch. Letting me be with the call. “Didn’t she know already know who her father is? His children? Mark??”“Nope.” Mom popped the word, delighted to the brim. “She girl has been a tramp from the start. Seeking connections and a rich boy, that’s how she landed Mark. She only knew after Victor approached her, but instead of using her brains she decided to get greedy. Wanting my own son-in law in the mix! Now she’s got nothing, but a sinful baby and Susan on her tail! Serves her right for trying to pin a fake pregnancy on an innocent man, and destroying your marriage.”Wow.Just wow. I could only imagine the chaos going on over there. The absolute disaster, no wonder my fathe
SERENA’S POV“Breaking News! Following an anonymous financial irregularity report, an investigation was launched against MackWell Holdings and Foundation— one of the top 10 celebrated conglomerates in the city. And it was found guilty of fraud, corruption and a series of falsified reports.”What?I paused. Mug half way to my lips, the sweet scent of heated milk drifting to my nose as I stared in front of me. The Tv screen there, the news and words leaving the news anchor's lips. “According to leaked documents obtained overnight, years of financial manipulation, illegal labor deals, and political bribery was found linked directly to Chairman Victor Mackwell. Even more disturbing—investigators confirm that the Mackwell Family Foundation, long praised for funding women’s shelters and rehabilitation programs, was secretly used to launder money and silence harassment victims within the company. One of those victims, Judith Avery, died under suspicious circumstances. Her recovered diary
Eliot's POV Gone?"What do you mean gone? She's gone where?" I questioned, staring at the one that uttered the words. Her gaze skeptical as she stepped forward."Well, Madam came down this morning and went out without breakfast.""Breakfast? Then maybe she went to work." I said, refusing to think any further. "S-she probably went there to see if things were... good I guess. She went to work.""But sir, she asked us to move out her stuff." The staff pressed, staring back at me. "This is all hers sir. They're moving it out. It looks like... She's moving out."What?No. No.Why would she do that? Why would she move her things from the bedroom and just... Move out ??My eyes followed the packed boxes. Noting two familiar luggage ones amongst them, "I saw that yesterday," I muttered, moving immediately to them. My hands holding them like I had done last night before going into the study and seeing her on the floor. "This is hers. They're both... All of these here belongs to her?" I turn
ELIOT’S POV“El,”“El…”“Oh God, El!” Her voice trembled, nails digging into my back as I rammed back in. Almost coming undone from hearing her call me that. “El, please. Please!” her head fell back. Lips parted open, thighs wrapped tight around my waist. Ass in the air, taking me in. All of me. Loving and appreciating as I held her neck down, giving her just what she pleaded for.“What do you want?” I teased her, “What do you want, Serena? Say it.”“I…”“Say it. I want to hear it.”“I want… ohhh, I want…I’m close!” She clenched even more, her insides sucking me in like fucking electricity. Shooting throughout my veins immense blood-flow and pleasure that just seemed to drive me nuts more and more as I watched her go crazy again. The third orgasm from this deliciously unforgettable moment we were having!“Fuck. Fuck!” I groaned out, not holding back either as I gave her my all. Holding tighter behind her neck, my hand on her left thigh as we rolled it all out. Everything.“Eliot… Oh G
SERENA'S POV“You can't fix anything!” I spat, pushing at his arms. “There's nothing left to fix here. That diary's ruined. I’m ruined. Because of you.”“I’m sorry.” he said, “I'm so sorry for not knowing, not protecting you better. I'm sorry. Serena I’m sorry.”“Stop saying that!” I fought harder, fresh tears falling. “Just let go of me. Let go. Get off me, Eliot! Get off me!”“I’ll be better! I’ll be better now, Serena. I won't let them hurt you anymore, I won’t let anyone hurt you! I won't hurt you.”“I don’t care! Let go.”“I won't have people follow you about.” he held me, voice cracking. “I won't print out your blogs anymore. I won't read the diary… I only did all of that because… because I couldn't stop thinking about you! Everyday, you're in my thoughts, my mind! I think of you everyday, Serena. That's why… that’s why I wanted a divorce. That’s why I let it happen, I don’t hate you please. I didn’t really want a divorce, I don’t want it anymore. I don't hate you, please. I've







