LOGINShe gave up everything for love. And for love, she will lose everything. Anne Walker left behind her world, her last name, and her legacy for one promise: a future with Benjamin Carter, the heir to one of the country’s most powerful families. What started as a dream filled with passion turned into a nightmare carefully orchestrated. The marriage that was supposed to unite two souls was, in reality, the first move in a dark strategy. From the shadows of the Carter family, someone manipulated her love as a weapon to destroy what she cherished most: her family and her future. Ruined businesses. Deadly rumors. Betrayals disguised as coincidences. And at the center, her: the key player in a game she never knew she was part of. But Anne will not give up. Hurt, yes. Broken, too. But never defeated. Now, she returns. Not as the young woman in love who fled, but as a woman determined to reclaim everything she lost. This time, her vengeance will not only tear the Carter family apart but will restore the honor and prosperity of her name and reclaim the legacy of her parents, who were destroyed by those they trusted. With cunning, patience, and an unrelenting plan, Anne will infiltrate the very world that once destroyed her. No one will suspect who she is. No one will see what’s coming. The board has changed. The masks are falling. And this time, she’s the one writing the rules.
View MoreChapter 32 The alarm rang at 6:30 a.m., as merciless as Judgment Day. Anne didn’t move right away. She opened her eyes in the half-light and lay still, paralyzed by habit and fear, staring up at a ceiling she knew far too well. For one long, intimate, brutal moment, she wished the world wouldn’t expect her. But it did. And she knew what day it was. She knew what was expected of her. To go. To perform. To become Emma. She exhaled a sigh that seemed to leave her soul behind. She sat on the edge of the bed with sluggish movements, as though invisible weights were tied to her ankles. The air smelled of confinement, of choices left unmade. She forced herself to the bathroom, turned on the light, opened the tap, and let the freezing water slap her face—not to cleanse her skin, but to scour away the past. She looked in the mirror. There were her eyes. Anne’s. Broken. Empty. Then came the transformation. Ivory blouse. Executive skirt. Shoes that screamed forced dignity. She dress
Chapter 31She saw something beyond words.She saw someone caring for his friend with the devotion of a brother. With loyalty.And something inside her cracked—just slightly. Not with noise. Not with drama.With a sadness that spread like a silent fracture—deep, relentless, impossible to contain.She turned her head slowly and looked toward the room.Benjamín was still there, unmoving. Suspended.His face thinner, cheekbones sharp, and dark circles that even deep rest couldn’t erase.There was a vulnerability about him that unarmed her. A stillness that didn’t belong to him.He had been motion.He had been unfiltered words spilling out. Clumsy laughter. Unexpected questions. Stubbornness. Hands that reached for her even when she didn’t want to be found.Now, he was barely a breath held inside a machine.Emma didn’t blink.Her chest hurt. Not from the past—or not just from it.But from the bitter certainty that even now, she couldn’t get close.Not like Anne.Not like the woman who had
Chapter 30 Anne Walker. The name hung in the air like a sentence. Nothing more needed to be said. Those two words were enough to stir emotions, like ink dropped into a glass of water—everything clouded instantly. Lucas remained still. In the silence that followed, he could clearly hear the faint creak of Benjamin's mother’s fingers as she clasped her hands in her lap. Her lips tightened. The brother lowered his gaze. Even Matthew, pleased with the effect, let his shoulders drop with theatrical gravity. "Are you sure?" the woman asked, her voice barely audible. "I saw her," Matthew nodded gently, as if unaware of the damage his words carried. "She was leaving the hospital. Alone. Her hair was loose, a bit lighter… but it was her." No one spoke. The silence became a presence in itself, like a shadow settling in every corner of the room. "What was she doing here?" Benjamin’s mother finally asked. Her voice was tight, measured—like a thread that refused to snap. Matthew til
Chapter 29The hum of the machines filled the room—a constant, monotonous sound that, through repetition, had become part of the atmosphere. Gentle respirators, occasional beeps. The smell of disinfectant no longer bothered her; it was as if she had lost her sense of time and place. There was only this room. That bed. That fragile figure, still breathing with difficulty—but still breathing.Anne sat beside her mother, eyes red, hands clasped in her lap. She had been there for hours—maybe days—barely moving. She slept in short stretches, always in the same chair, her head tilted, her thoughts caught in a whirlwind of uncertainty.The woman in the bed looked smaller. Her skin paler, her eyes sunken—but alive. Alive. And that was enough. That was everything.Anne took her hand gently, as if afraid to break it."I’m here, Mom," she whispered. "I’m not going anywhere.""Anne?" Her older brother’s voice, soft, came from the doorway.She didn’t respond. She only turned her face slightly, wit


















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