As Marvis delved deeper into her discreet investigation, she uncovered the extent of Anderson's manipulation and his ruthless tactics to frame her. One evening, while Jace was away on business, she overheard a hushed conversation between Anderson and Charlotte in the dimly lit study of the Sullivan mansion.Anderson, with a sly grin, spoke to Charlotte, "Marvis is becoming a problem. Jace is softening towards her, and we can't let that happen. We need to get rid of her once and for all."Charlotte, playing her part in this sinister plot, nodded eagerly. "I've already planted seeds of doubt in Jace's mind. He's starting to question her loyalty. What's our next move?"Anderson leaned in, whispering, "I've arranged for an accident that will not only get rid of Marvis but also make it look like she's responsible for harming Jace's sister. Once she's blamed for that, Jace will throw her out, and we'll be rid of her interference."As Marvis listened in horror, she realized the gravity of th
Marvis, expelled from the Sullivan mansion and forced to leave the country, embraced the opportunity for a fresh start. With the discreet help of her steadfast friend Chris, she settled in a new country, far from the reach of the Sullivan family and the shadows of deception.In this unfamiliar land, Marvis found solace in the anonymity it offered. She rented a small apartment, secured a job, and began the process of rebuilding her life. The city's vibrant energy became a backdrop for her journey of self-discovery and resilience.As Marvis navigated the bustling streets of her new surroundings, she felt a mix of excitement and trepidation. The unfamiliar sights and sounds provided a welcome contrast to the stifling atmosphere of the Sullivan mansion. The city offered a chance to rewrite her narrative, free from the confines of Anderson and Charlotte's manipulations.One evening, as Marvis strolled through the illuminated streets, she stumbled upon a quaint bookstore tucked away in a qu
Marvis POV The moon hung low in the inky sky, casting a pale glow over the narrow alleyways as I navigated them, my every step echoing the weight of the hidden documents pressed against my chest. The secrets I bore felt palpable, their weight driving me forward into the silent night. Shadows danced around me, mirroring the conflict within."Are you sure about this, Marvis?" Chris's voice cut through the quiet, his concern etched on his face. His presence offered both solace and a reminder of the gravity of my decision.I hesitated, my eyes meeting his in a silent exchange that transcended words. "I have to, Chris.You know, you can stay with me and my family, I will protect you from everything and everyone.No Chris. I have to do this. If you insist, please call me if you ever need anything or someone to talk to. Am always here for you. Chris It's the only way to break free." His nod and supportive smile spoke volumes, and he squeezed my shoulder before fading back into the shadows
Marvis, haunted by the shadows of her recent confrontation with the Sullivan family, found herself far away in a distant city, seeking solace in solitude. The echoes of deceit and danger lingered, prompting her to distance herself from Chris, her once-close ally. The revelation of her pregnancy added a layer of complexity to her decision, and she chose to face this challenge alone, at least for now.Weeks turned into months as Marvis immersed herself in a new life, away from the relentless pursuit of the Sullivans. A clandestine phone call became the conduit for her revelation to Chris, a conversation that would reshape the dynamics of their relationship.---The city lights glittered below as Marvis took a deep breath, clutching her phone tightly. With trembling fingers, she dialed Chris's number, the familiar ring resonating through the quiet room. As he answered, a mixture of emotions played across Marvis's face, hidden from the distant gaze of the city below."Chris," she began, h
In the heart of a vibrant, bustling city, within the confines of a cozy apartment, Marvis found herself grappling with the expanse of solitude. Every morning, she would venture out onto the terrace, letting the gentle hum of the city below wash over her. The distant hustle and bustle of life seemed like a world away, as she stood, surrounded by the quiet solitude of her thoughts.Inside her apartment, the walls bore witness to the depth of Marvis's struggle. Every corner held photographs, each frame a solemn testament to memories of love, laughter, and togetherness. They captured fragments of her past, invoking a bittersweet longing for the warmth of family and the familiar comforts of home.Through the quiet of the night, Marvis would find herself engaged in heartfelt conversations with Chris, her dearest friend and unwavering confidant. They'd often spend hours exchanging thoughts, navigating the ebbs and flows of emotions that defined her days. Across the miles that separated them,
Jace POV As the darkness descended upon his world, Jace felt as if his entire life had been enveloped in an inescapable shroud. The accident had stolen his sight, leaving him disoriented and utterly bewildered. In the days that followed, he grappled with the harsh reality of adjusting to a world without vision, a world that seemed to exist in a perpetual state of shadow and uncertainty. He became sad, didn't want to talk to anyone, and was always angry. Just want to be left alone.Every step felt like a daunting journey into the unknown, as he navigated the challenges of daily life without the aid of his once-reliable eyesight. Simple tasks became arduous trials, and the emotional turmoil that followed threatened to consume him whole. Unbearable waves of frustration and despair crashed over him, leaving him clinging to the fragile threads of hope that seemed to grow increasingly thin with each passing day.However, amidst the suffocating darkness, a glimmer of light emerged in the fo
As Jace arrived at the hospital, his heart clenched with trepidation, yearning to meet with Gabriel. However, the crushing weight of grief bore down on him as he received the devastating news from the nurse."I'm sorry, Jace. Gabriel... he didn't make it," the nurse's words hung heavy in the air, enveloping Jace in a suffocating shroud of despair.The world around him submerged into a swirling vortex of darkness, the remnants of hope and resilience flickering dimly within the unremitting shadows of loss and blindness. For Jace, the newfound gift of sight seemed cruel and mocking, a glaring reminder of the fractured relationships and the irrevocable pain that continued to haunt him.Alone. Isolated. Blind.These suffocating emotions threatened to consume him, casting a forlorn painting over the vibrant tapestry of colors and shapes he had briefly learned to behold. In the face of heart-wrenching loss and an unyielding shroud of blindness, the foundation of hope he had painstakingly bui
After the forced marriage, Jace's mansion became a battleground of strained silence and suppressed emotions. The air was heavy with resentment as Marvis struggled to fulfill her role as Jace's caretaker. Every attempt at connection was met with an impenetrable wall of anger. One evening, in the dimly lit living room, Marvis approached Jace cautiously. "Jace, we need to find a way to make this work. I didn't choose this marriage, but we have to make the best of the situation for both our sakes."Jace, his face etched with frustration, snapped back, "Make the best of it? This was meant to be Tracey's responsibility, not yours. I won't forget that."Marvis, her eyes pleading, responded, "Jace, I didn't choose this. My father's pressured me into it, and I did it for my family. Please try to understand."Jace's anger, however, was unyielding. "Understand? You're just after the Sullivan name and wealth. I won't be played for a fool by a gold digger."The accusation cut deep, but Marvis hel