CHAPTER 50: Two birds One stone Water still dripped from my hair and steam still curled from the cracked bathroom door as I snatched the shrilling phone off the counter. The water dripping from my hair landed onto the glowing screen. Private number.I answered anyway.I knew who it was.“Hello?”A pause. Then came the voice that I had grown familiar with— low, smooth, deliberate. I didn’t recognize it, I knew it was a modulated voice, but I liked the way it spoke to me. Like we shared a secret no one else could touch. And we did.My brow arched in surprise. “You’re kidding…”Another pause.A slow grin spread across my face, sharp and hungry, as I held my reflection in the mirror. This was even better than I imagined. Two birds, one stone.“No. No, that’s—better than I imagined. You’re certain?”There was a reply from the other end that made my heart kick, and a dark thrill crawled down my spine. This was going to be so interesting. Things were finally looking up.“I’ll be damned,” I
CHAPTER 49: Hook, line, sinkerI stepped out of the shower with steam curling off my skin, swirling in lazy spirals toward the ceiling before vanishing. I pulled the towel on the top cabinet and wrapped it around my waist, then stood in front of the mirror, water still dripping from my hair. My gaze was fixed on my reflection which was a little fogged, a little distorted, just like the twisted thoughts in my head. My palms braced on the marble counter, muscles so taut that they almost turned white, my jaw clenched tightly.Madelyn.I didn’t understand it. And truthfully, I didn’t want to understand it. I couldn't seem to get her out of my mind since that day at the board meeting. I had come this far wanting Kade Corp., clawing for it, planning for it. I was ready to do whatever to get that company. However, Madelyn had never been in the plan. I never knew that she was connected to the Kade's or Zachary. I never paid attention enough to her to really absorb what her last name was.
CHAPTER 48: Lord of the Manor—forty years of terror“Can you simply and clearly tell me the difference between ‘beige’ and champagne gold,” Lenny asked, holding up two swatches to her face.I barely looked up from the moodboard I was revising for like the nth time that morning.“One actually screams effort. The other— not so much.”Lenny scoffed. “Hope you realise this is actually a man's fortieth birthday and not a coronation?” she asked, looking at the mountain of mess we had managed to create just this morning. I wasn’t going to admit it to anyone. Not to Lenny, and least of all myself, but I’d been seriously thinking about Zachary’s birthday ever since I’d blurted out to him and Mary that I’d throw him a party.It had been a week since the incident with Julia and that scene in his office— and two days since I had announced that I was throwing him a party. Yet, we had barely spoken to each other. Still, my pride wouldn’t let me back down. If he was not making a move to mend the br
CHAPTER 47: Ancient history It had been five days since the scene in Zachary’s office. Five days of clipped words, sidelong glances, and the faint metallic taste of anger and pride still dancing on my tongue. Zachary and I hadn't fought again, not exactly, but the silence between us was deliberate, sharp and curated. It was the kind of quiet that feels heavier than an argument.He had not even come to my bedroom at night anymore. I was not surprised, but I was embarrassed to admit to myself that I missed him in my bed. By now, I wasn’t sure which of us was better at it—at keeping the tension. He had the advantage of being a man who’d built an empire on restraint. For me, I had the chance of being a woman who refused to lose. I was going to let him know that I was not going to give in easily.For the better part of the afternoon, I had been in the living room with Mary. She was sitting on the couch, a wide box of photographs spread before her like a treasure chest. In the last hour w
CHAPTER 46: Fire herThe moment I stepped into Zachary’s office with Lenny trailing nervously behind me, the air shifted. We almost bumped into Julia at the door, so I supposed she was about to leave. Her mask of pristine professionalism did not hide the dour expression on her face, hinting that whatever they talked about did not sit well with her.“Leaving so soon? Don't tell me you're done talking?”Zachary’s gaze lifted to me, calm but assessing. That eerie calmness always unnerved me more than any outburst ever could.Julia’s smile was faint, practiced. “Madelyn. We're done here. I have to head to the office now.”I didn’t look at her. My eyes were fixed behind her, on Zachary who was also holding my gaze, calming anticipating my next move.“What were you two talking about?”His expression didn’t flicker. “Business.”That ugly bitter feeling crawled up my throat again. I took a step further into the room, my pulse drumming loudly on my ears. “Business?” I glanced at Lenny beside
CHAPTER 45: Crossed a lineI didn't have to wait too long before Julia stepped into the office. She stood in front of the door, posture straight, her face schooled into the perfect picture of composure, but I could see the cracks at the edges.I didn’t bother offering her a seat. My gaze was still on the open laptop on my desk.The door shut behind her with a quiet click that seemed to resound louder in the thick silence that enshrouded the room.I didn't acknowledge her presence with a glance. I continued scrolling through some of the files that the private investigator had sent. They were a bunch of information, but they were hardly of any importance or use. Tired of going through the less than useful files he had sent, I pushed the laptop away and picked my phone off the desk. I dialled his number and he picked on the first ring.“Sir.”“There's nothing of importance here. Get me useful information, or I might decide that your services are worth your price.”“I'm currently onto