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132. The Woman Beside Him

Author: Monica Wild
last update publish date: 2026-06-09 09:51:57

The news exploded before noon.

By the time Enola stepped out of the elevator at Spark Winery, every major business outlet had already picked up the story.

Not because of the murder investigation at Elysian Reserve.

Not because of the growing tension between Spark Winery and Cassel Group.

But because of a photograph.

One single photograph.

Damian Cassel and Sofiya Whitmore standing side by side after a press conference.

The headline was impossible to miss.

THE WOMAN STANDING BESIDE DAMIAN CASSEL
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  • The Tyrant's Bride Vow   133. The Name That Shouldn't Exist

    The morning felt heavier than usual.Not because of the weather.Not because of the endless headlines still circulating about Elysian Reserve.But because nobody in the Enolian mansion had truly slept.Damian stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in his study, one hand tucked into his pocket while the other held a cup of black coffee that had long gone cold.His eyes were fixed on the city skyline.Unmoving.Unreadable.The discovery from Gabriel Ford's apartment had shattered whatever fragile calm he still had left.A video.A simple video.Yet somehow it carried more weight than years of investigations.The door opened.Damian didn't turn around.He already knew who it was.Enola entered carrying a tablet in one hand."You haven't slept."Neither had she.Damian glanced at her."You look like you haven't either."A faint smile touched her lips."I learned from the best."His gaze softened slightly.Only slightly.These days, even small moments of softness felt rare.Before e

  • The Tyrant's Bride Vow   132. The Woman Beside Him

    The news exploded before noon.By the time Enola stepped out of the elevator at Spark Winery, every major business outlet had already picked up the story.Not because of the murder investigation at Elysian Reserve.Not because of the growing tension between Spark Winery and Cassel Group.But because of a photograph.One single photograph.Damian Cassel and Sofiya Whitmore standing side by side after a press conference.The headline was impossible to miss.THE WOMAN STANDING BESIDE DAMIAN CASSELEnola stared at the tablet Luna handed her.Then she calmly handed it back."Anything else?"Luna blinked."That's it?""What reaction are you expecting?"Luna hesitated."Maybe... anger?"Enola walked toward her office."I'm too busy to be angry over a photograph."That should have been reassuring.Instead, it made Luna more nervous.Because whenever Enola became too calm, someone usually suffered afterward.Inside her office, Enola dropped her handbag onto the couch before opening another rep

  • The Tyrant's Bride Vow   131. The Things the Dead Tried to Hide

    Damian rarely felt nervous.Angry?Yes.Impatient?Frequently.Dangerous?Almost always.But nervous?That was different.Tonight, as he stepped into the evidence division of the police headquarters, he felt something disturbingly close to it.Ronald Hayes was already waiting.The police commissioner looked tired.His tie was loosened, and several files were tucked beneath his arm."You got here fast.""You said you found something."Ronald nodded."I did."Neither of them wasted time.A few minutes later, Damian was sitting inside a small viewing room.A monitor stood on a table.An evidence technician connected a flash drive.The room dimmed.The video began.At first, nothing seemed unusual.The image quality was poor.The recording was old.Very old.The timestamp showed a date from nearly three decades ago.A young Isabella appeared on the screen.Damian's chest tightened instantly.Even after all these years, he recognized her immediately.The same eyes.The same smile.The same

  • The Tyrant's Bride Vow   130. The Ghost Behind the Certificate

    The atmosphere inside the private dining room had turned cold long before the food arrived.Clarine sat across from Victor, her untouched glass of wine resting beside her hand. The elegant restaurant around them buzzed with quiet conversations and expensive laughter, but inside the room, neither existed.Victor noticed it immediately.Clarine had barely spoken since she arrived.She wasn't scrolling through her phone.Wasn't touching her food.Wasn't pretending everything was normal.She was staring at him.And Victor knew that look.Trouble."What is it?" he finally asked, setting down his fork.Clarine leaned back in her chair.Her eyes narrowed slightly."What exactly is your relationship with Sofiya?"Victor froze for half a second before exhaling.So that's what this was about.The photo.The one Enola had sent.He should have known.Victor rubbed his temple."Not this again."Clarine's lips curved into a humorless smile."You seem annoyed.""I am annoyed.""Then answer me."Vict

  • The Tyrant's Bride Vow   129. The Warmth He Never Had

    Morning sunlight spilled across the dining room of Enolian Mansion.For once, the house was peaceful.No emergency calls.No board meetings.No lawyers.No threats.Just breakfast.And chaos.The harmless kind.Nova sat proudly in her baby chair while holding a piece of banana in her tiny fist.A second later, she dropped it onto the floor.Plop.Enola closed her eyes."Nova."The little girl immediately grinned.As if she had accomplished something impressive."Food belongs in your mouth."Nova giggled.Neo found that hilarious.The boy slapped his tiny hand against the tray and laughed so hard he nearly dropped his own spoon.Enola sighed dramatically."You two are impossible."Neither child looked remotely guilty.Another piece of banana landed on the floor.This time Neo was the culprit.Enola pointed at him."You too."Neo responded by smiling.A smile dangerously similar to Damian's.That alone felt unfair.Luna, standing nearby with a cup of coffee, couldn't stop laughing."I t

  • The Tyrant's Bride Vow   128. The Dogs Begin to Bite

    The morning sunlight spilled through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Enola's office, but it did little to soften the tension sitting in her chest.A stack of documents lay open across her desk.Invoices.Supplier contracts.Bank transfers.Project reports.Everything connected to Elysian.Everything connected to a company that should not exist where it currently existed.Enola leaned back in her chair and rubbed her temple."What exactly are you hiding?" she murmured.Across from her, Luna sat with a tablet in her hand while several digital files floated on the large monitor mounted on the wall."You've been staring at those records for almost two hours."Enola narrowed her eyes."The numbers don't match."Luna frowned."What do you mean?"Enola tapped one document."This company."She pointed at a name listed under one of the supplier transactions."Aurelius Industrial Holdings."Luna immediately pulled up additional files."The one you found connected to Victor's people?"Enola nodd

  • The Tyrant's Bride Vow   21. Between Fire and Light

    The air in the Cassel Group’s 45th-floor meeting room was filled with the aroma of coffee and an unseen tension. Enola sat at the end of the table, staring at the large screen displaying the new concept for Elysian Reserve—a joint project between the Cassel Group and Spark Winery.For the first ti

  • The Tyrant's Bride Vow   20. The Embers Behind the Wounds

    That night, the scent of rain hung in the air. In the spacious room, the sound of rain outside only added to the tension that hung between the two people who were both unable to sleep.Damian sat in a chair near the window, wearing a white shirt with the top button undone. His gaze was empty as he

  • The Tyrant's Bride Vow   19. Invisible Wounds

    Three days after the Cassel family dinner, the outside world began to tremble with something that smelled rotten. On digital screens, social media, and even leading business websites, the same headlines appeared: “Damian Cassel’s New Wife Dragged into Past Scandal!”“Enola Spark—The Heiress Who D

  • The Tyrant's Bride Vow   18. The Cassel Family War Table

    The sky above the Cassel manor looked dim that afternoon, as if absorbing the tension that hung over the Cassel family’s magnificent residence. The family dinner—a tradition that was supposed to symbolize togetherness—had now turned into a stage full of embers beneath the surface of crystal and sil

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