Lahat ng Kabanata ng Dear Ex, I'm More Than Your Plan B: Kabanata 251 - Kabanata 257

Asher leaned forward, elbows on the desk, his fingers laced together. His eyes, dark, storming with fury, burned into hers. “Sarah talked.”Evelyn’s smile was faint, controlled. “That girl would say anything to save her skin.”“She named you.” His voice was low, each word laced with venom. “She said you were behind it all. The ambush. The attack on Vera and my daughter. My daughter, Mother.” His fist slammed against the desk so hard that Evelyn flinched, the sound echoing like a gunshot in the silence.“I had nothing to do with it.” Her denial was quick, but there was a flicker in her eyes, a crack in her mask that Asher caught instantly.“Don’t lie to me!” His voice roared through the room, shaking the walls. Damien tensed at the door, but didn’t move.Evelyn straightened her back, clinging to her dignity. “I did what I thought was best for you. For us. That woman, Vera, she will destroy you. Can’t you see it? She is nothing but trouble, she attracts danger, and now Dorian is dead be

“You’re asking me to destroy my own mother,” Asher murmured, his voice low, almost ragged.“I’m asking you,” Vera shot back, her tone razor sharp, “to choose the family you built, the one standing in front of you, over the woman who’s been tearing it apart since the beginning.”Her chest heaved as she leaned closer, her hand pressing against his chest, right over his heart. “Asher, look at me. Look at what she’s done. To me. To you. To our daughter.” Her voice cracked again, her anger shaking under the weight of her grief. “Dorian is dead because of her. And Eira…” Vera’s lips quivered. “Eira might never feel safe again. How many more times are you going to let her burn everything we love before you finally stop her?”The silence that followed was suffocating.Asher closed his eyes, his breath jagged.He wanted to say I can’t.He wanted to admit that every instinct in him screamed against turning on his mother, no matter how vile her sins. But another voice, darker, sharper, echoed lo

Evelyn's knees buckled, and for the first time in my life, Vera saw Evelyn Donovan crumble.She sank into the chair behind her, her manicured hands clutching the armrests as though the ground beneath her had disappeared.Her shoulders shook, not with delicate sobs, but with the raw, guttural cries of a woman who had lost everything she had ever built her identity upon.“You can’t leave me like this,” she wept. “Don’t leave me alone…”Loneliness. The one thing Evelyn had always feared more than death.She had surrounded herself with influence, with people who bowed to her power, with the illusion of loyalty, but deep down, she had always known that none of it was love. And now, even the illusion was gone.Asher’s face didn’t flinch. He stood like stone, though you could see the tremor in his clenched fists, the tightening of his jaw.“This is mercy,” he said quietly. “Because prison would have been easier. At least there, you’d have company.”Her cry ripped through the room.Vera swall

Vera had stepped fully into her role as CEO of the Sterling Group, transforming it into one of the most formidable business empires in the country.Her leadership was steady yet bold, and her reputation as both strategist and visionary had silenced every critic who once doubted her.She commanded respect not because of her family name, but because she had earned it.Asher, meanwhile, stood unshaken at the helm of Donovan Group. Ruthless in business yet tender with his family, he had rebuilt the company’s legacy into one of integrity and strength.But beyond the accolades, beyond the flashing headlines that often followed them, it was this, the quiet laughter of their child, the warmth of family gathered, that truly mattered.As the children continued their games, Vera leaned into Asher slightly, her voice low. “She’s so happy,” she whispered.Asher’s lips curved into a small smile. “She deserves nothing less. After everything, she deserves the world.”Vera glanced toward Mrs. Fontaine