MasukChapter 241 Anna's POVI felt like the ground beneath me was crumbling.Everything I'd believed.Everything I'd built my life around.Everything I'd used to justify the terrible things I'd done.It was all a lie.My parents weren't heroes.They weren't brave police officers who'd died trying to save innocent children.They were criminals.Corrupt.Selfish.Accomplices to kidnapping.And I'd spent my entire life believing the opposite.My chest felt tight, like I couldn't get enough air, like the walls were closing in around me.I'd been walking in rebellion all these years.Against God. Against morality. Against everything decent.I'd told myself it was justified — that I was angry because my parents had died saving Cynthia, that she owed me something, that she was the reason they were gone.I had rehearsed that story so many times it had stopped feeling like a story at all. It had become truth. My truth. The lens through which I saw everything.I'd mistreated her for years because o
Chapter 240Cynthia's POV"OH MY GOD!"Victoria's scream was so loud it probably woke half the neighborhood.I turned to see my mother practically running down the front steps of the mansion, her elegant composure completely abandoned as she rushed toward the truck full of flowers."Nikolai!" she exclaimed, her face lit up with genuine delight. "Did you do all this?"Nikolai smiled, clearly pleased by her reaction."Merry Christmas, Mrs. Laurent," he said warmly.Before he could say anything else, Victoria pulled him into a hug.An actual, full-bodied hug.I stood there, frozen in shock, watching my usually composed, dignified mother embrace Nikolai like he was family."This is absolutely wonderful!" Victoria said, pulling back to look at him. "So thoughtful. So generous. You must come inside! We're about to have breakfast, and you simply must join us.""I wouldn't want to impose…" Nikolai started."Nonsense!" Victoria interrupted, looping her arm through his and already guiding him t
Chapter 239Anna's POVGrace rolled her eyes, the gesture so dismissive and contemptuous it made my stomach turn."You really thought your parents were heroes, didn't you?" she said, her voice dripping with mockery.I stared at her, my hand still pressed against my scalp where she'd yanked my hair, my cheek still burning from the slap."What?" I whispered.Grace's smile widened, cruel and satisfied."You actually believed they were the brave police officers who died trying to save precious little Cynthia and Ethan?" she continued. "Were you really that dumb as a child? That naive? That you couldn't see what kind of people your parents really were?"My chest tightened painfully."My parents were heroes," I said, my voice trembling. "They died in the line of duty. They were trying to rescue kidnapped children…"Grace laughed like a witch.A sharp, bitter sound that echoed through the room."Is that what they told you?" she asked. "Is that the story you've been clinging to all these year
Chapter 238Ethan's POVThe hospital room was quiet except for the steady beeping of monitors and Amber's soft breathing.My son was curled up on the uncomfortable hospital chair that the nurses had converted into a makeshift bed, his small body bundled under a blanket they'd brought, his face peaceful in sleep.He looked so innocent.So unaware of the chaos swirling around him.And here I was, keeping him in a hospital on Christmas Day.What kind of father does that?I stared at the ceiling, my chest tight with a familiar ache that had nothing to do with the malnutrition or the IV fluids still dripping into my veins.This was guilt.Pure, unfiltered guilt.And I was drowning in it.I'd spent these few days blaming everyone else for what had gone wrong in my life.Cynthia for leaving me.Bryan for pursuing her.Kevin for existing.Nikolai for showing up at the worst possible time.Grace for lying to me my entire life.Anna for betraying me.Pascal for destroying my company.But sittin
Chapter 237Anna's POVI lay on the bed beside Pascal, staring up at the unfamiliar ceiling, my body still aching from what had just happened between us.The room was quiet except for the sound of our breathing — his steady and calm, mine still slightly uneven.I turned my head to look at him.I hated that I'd let it happen.But I hated even more that I didn't have a choice."What's the way forward?" I asked quietly, breaking the silence.Pascal glanced back at me, his expression unreadable."My mother has the master plan," he said simply.I frowned, sitting up slightly, pulling the sheet around myself."Your mother?" I repeated. "Grace?""Yes," Pascal said. "She's been orchestrating this for years. Everything that's happened—everything that's about to happen—it's all part of her design."My stomach tightened."And what exactly is her plan?" I asked.Pascal's lips curved into a faint, humorless smile."We're going to do what was done twenty years ago," he said. "The same thing that re
Chapter 236Cynthia's POVWhen Kevin's car pulled through the gates of the Laurent mansion, I was exhausted — emotionally, physically, mentally drained in ways I hadn't thought possible.All I wanted was to get inside, start cooking Amber's chicken sauce, and lose myself in something simple and familiar.But the moment the mansion came into view, I froze.There was a truck parked in front of the entrance.A delivery truck.Filled with flowers.Roses. Lilies. Peonies. Hydrangeas. Every color imaginable, arranged in elegant bouquets, overflowing from the back of the truck like something out of a romantic movie."What the…" Kevin muttered beside me, slowing the car.I stared, my mouth slightly open, my mind struggling to process what I was seeing.Who would send this many flowers?Then I saw Nikolai.Standing beside the truck, leaning casually against the side, his hands in his pockets, looking completely at ease despite the absurdity of the scene.When he saw my car approaching, he smil







