LOGINEmily
*Six years later* "Miss Emily, you look absolutely beautiful!" My secretary, Rose, complimented me with a smile, her eyes shining with admiration. I smiled softly, smoothing out my white gown that was adorned with stones and flowers. Today wasn’t just an ordinary day. Today is the day I will reveal the face behind the king's Empire. After six years of hard work, sacrifices, and pain, I'm finally ready. “Thank you, Rose,” I replied, my voice steady despite the emotions swirling inside me. “It’s going to be a big day.” Rose nodded with excitement. “They’ll be so surprised when they find out it’s you. No one will see this coming.” I laughed lightly, remembering how far I had come. Six years. That’s how long I have been preparing for this moment. I have worked in the background with the support of my childhood friend, Nathaniel and my grandmother, Mrs Helen Kings, A famous billionaire business tycoon who guided me all through while I took on a two-year business course to strengthen my understanding of the empire I now ruled. But now, with my grandmother sick and time running short, it was time to step into the light. I have invited everyone who mattered in the business world including my stepmother and my ex-husband’s family. The thought of seeing their faces when they realized who I had become made a slow satisfaction simmer inside me. As I stood by the large glass window, looking out at the skyline, the door swung open, and before I could turn around, two small figures ran toward me, their voices filling the room with joy. “Mommy!” Lucas and Lily, my beautiful twins, called out as they rushed into my arms. Lucas was dressed in a smart black suit, a miniature version of his father, while Lily looked angelic in her white lace dress. Both were dressed perfectly for the occasion, just like me. I bent down to gather them in my arms, feeling a surge of pride as I held them close. My children, my greatest treasures, The light of my life. Nathaniel stood behind them, his tall frame leaning against the door, a proud smile on his face. His dark hair, which had grown slightly longer, was swept back neatly and he looked as handsome as ever in his tailored black suit. His green eyes sparkled as he looked at me. “Are you ready to show the world that you are the face behind the king's empire?” he asked, his voice low but filled with pride and excitement. I looked up at him and nodded, a confident smile tugging at my lips. “Yes,” I said firmly. “It’s time.” I stood, still holding Lucas and Lily’s hands. “You two,” I said, smiling down at them, “I need you both to be on your best behavior today. Can you do that for Mommy?” Lucas gave me a serious nod. “Don’t worry, Mommy. I’ll take care of Lily." I smiled at him, my heart swelling. His confidence, even at this age, made me proud. He always behaves more than his age. Nathaniel walked over, gently resting his hand on my back. “I’ve tightened the security and I have added extra bodyguards for the children. You don’t have to worry about anything.” I took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the moment. "Thank you," I whispered, appreciating his calm presence beside me. Rose, my secretary, re-entered the room, signaling that it was time. My heart pounded in my chest as I worked toward the door, but it wasn’t fear I felt, it was anticipation. The grand hall was packed with people, business elites, and powerful figures from across the world. The lights were dimmed, and everywhere went silent. The MC’s voice rang out, crisp and clear through the speakers. “Ladies and gentlemen, it is my honor to present to you the president of the king's Empire. Ms. Emily Kings.” The spotlight swung toward me, illuminating every step I took as I descended the grand staircase and the light caught every detail of my tailored dress. As I stepped forward, the room went silent and there was a collective gasp from the crowd, their faces frozen in shock and disbelief. I could feel their stares, their confusion. It was exactly what I had anticipated. They hadn’t expected me, Emily, the woman they had overlooked, betrayed, and abandoned to rise to this level. I paused at the base of the stairs, holding the microphone in my hand. The room was silent, every eye on me. With a slow smile spreading across my face, I met their gazes one by one, the powerful business owners, the Kings executives, my stepmother, and my ex-husband’s family whose jaws dropped, unable to hide their shock. Just when I was about to make my speech, I felt the presence of someone. I spun around to see who it was and I met a pair of eyes, staring at me in shock with his mouth gap open. I smiled inwardly, "I'm back for revenge, dear ex-husband."Emily The night before the wedding, Alex and I sat together on the terrace of the mansion, watching the sunset."Are you nervous?" I asked, leaning against his shoulder."Not even a little bit. I've never been more sure of anything in my life." He kissed the top of my head. "What about you?""I'm not nervous about marrying you. I'm just... overwhelmed. In a good way. We've been through so much, Alex. So much pain and heartbreak and fear. And now we're here, about to have our dream wedding, with our children healthy and happy, and all the threats to our family finally gone.""Vanessa is in prison for life. Abigail is dead. Nathaniel is gone. Margaret Chen is dead. Everyone who tried to destroy us is gone." Alex's voice was solemn. "I don't take any pleasure in their deaths or imprisonment. But I'm grateful that we can finally live without looking over our shoulders.""Me too." I turned to look at him. "Do you ever think about what life would have been like if none of this had happened
Emily I was in the kitchen preparing breakfast when Alex came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his chin on my shoulder."Good morning, beautiful," he murmured, kissing my neck softly.I leaned back against him, smiling as I flipped the pancakes. "Good morning. You're up early.""I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about how lucky I am.""Lucky?" I turned to look at him. "Especially after everything we've been through." He turned me around to face him fully, his hands on my waist. "Emily, we survived things that would have destroyed most couples. My mother's manipulation, Vanessa's psychotic revenge, the kidnapping, Abigail's lies and schemes—we survived all of it. And we're still here. Still together. Still in love."Tears pricked my eyes. "We are, aren't we?""More than ever." He cupped my face in his hands. "And I need you to know something. I need you to hear this and really believe it.""What?""None of what happened was your fault. Not the drugging at t
Abigail When I reached Alex's mansion, security was everywhere. Guards at the gate, cameras on every corner, patrol cars circling the property.They were expecting me.I should have turned around and left.But I didn't.I was too desperate. Too broken. Too far gone to think clearly.I pulled out the gun I had bought on the street yesterday—a small pistol that the seller promised was untraceable as I approached the gate."I need to see Alex Thompson!" I shouted.The guards immediately drew their weapons."Put down your weapon! Now!""Not until I see Alex! I'm carrying his baby! I have a right to speak to him!""Ma'am, put down the gun and put your hands on your head!""NO! I need to talk to Alex! Bring him out here!"More guards appeared. Police sirens wailed in the distance.Everything was spiraling out of control."This is your last warning! Put down the weapon!"I raised the gun, not aiming at anyone, just holding it up, and that's when everything exploded.Gunshots.At least three
Abigail We drove in silence for several minutes, my heart still pounding, my hands still shaking.Finally, I found my voice. "Where are you taking me?""My place. It's the last place they'll look for you.""Why are you helping me? I thought you were going to expose me to Alex.""I was. But then I realized something." He glanced at me. "If you go to jail, our baby goes with you. Or the baby gets taken away by social services. Either way, I lose my child. So as much as I hate what you've done, I need to keep you out of jail—at least until the baby is born."We drove to a part of the city I didn't recognize, a rough neighborhood with boarded-up windows and graffiti on the walls.Marcus pulled up in front of a tiny house that looked like it was barely standing."This is where you live?" I asked, unable to hide my disgust."I'm a construction worker, not a billionaire CEO. This is what I can afford." He got out of the truck. "Come on."Inside, the house was even worse. The living room was
AbigailI was pacing in my apartment, my phone clutched in my shaking hand, when the news alert flashed across my screen:BREAKING NEWS: Woman Arrested in Alex Thompson Scandal - Admits to Being Paid to LieMy heart stopped.No. No, no, no.I clicked on the article, my hands trembling so badly I could barely hold the phone."Rachel Martinez, 32, one of the women who accused billionaire CEO Alex Thompson of sexual misconduct, has been arrested and charged with fraud, extortion, and making false statements to law enforcement.""In a tearful confession to police, Martinez admitted that she had never met Thompson and that she was paid $50,000 by an unnamed individual to fabricate allegations against him.""I'm so sorry," Martinez told reporters as she was led away in handcuffs. "I needed the money. I was desperate. But it was wrong, and I deeply regret what I did to Mr. Thompson and his family.""Police are now investigating the source of the payment and whether Martinez's confession impl
Abigail It had been one night, after a particularly difficult day dealing with Nathaniel's cowardice and Alex's rejection. I had gone to a bar, gotten drunk, and ended up sleeping with a stranger.A stranger whose name I had forgotten until just now."That was a one-time thing," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "And I don't see how it's any of your business...""It's my business when you're carrying my child and trying to pass it off as someone else's." His voice was low, dangerous. "I've been following the news, Abigail. I've seen the stories about you being pregnant with Alex Thompson's baby. But the timeline matches up with the night we were together. That baby isn't Thompson's. It's mine.""You don't know that...""DNA doesn't lie. And when the paternity test comes back showing Thompson isn't the father, what are you going to do then?""That's not going to happen because the baby IS his...""Stop lying!" Jackson slammed his hand against the door, making me jump. "I know yo







