Lahat ng Kabanata ng Chasing Midnight Promises : Kabanata 171 - Kabanata 179

Mia drove home with tears blurring her sight, her grip tight on the steering wheel as the night lights streaked across her windshield. The streets of London felt endless, every red light mocking her pain, every turn echoing her heartache. Her chest ached as the memory of Noah’s face replayed in her head, that confused, desperate look when she showed him the video. But she had seen enough. She didn’t need any more explanations. She’d lived this movie before, seven years ago, and she knew how it ended.The moment she parked, she rushed inside, her heels clattering against the tiled floor. She slammed her door shut and locked it, leaning against it as her sobs filled the room. Her body shook with every cry, her mascara streaking her cheeks. The video replayed again and again in her mind—Noah and that woman, her in a red glittering gown, their lips locked like it was intentional. And he hadn’t even tried to stop it quickly enough. That was what burned the most.Her phone buzzed on the b

Days later, she stood before the grand building that bore her father’s name — Square Time Film Works. It had always been his pride, his dream. Now, it was hers to protect.The boardroom was filled with faces — family partners, investors, and staff who had known her since she was little. When she walked in, conversations hushed. Everyone stood.“Miss Kings,” one of the directors said warmly, “welcome home.”She took a deep breath, her voice calm but steady. “Thank you. My father built this company from nothing. I intend to honor his legacy.”And just like that, the girl from London—the one who’d felt so small, so lost—was now running Square Time Film Works. Her dad had been right, she thought.The cameras flashed. People clapped. Some smiled at her like she’d just done something impossible. And yet… there was this quiet ache, deep down, that didn’t go away.She thought of him. The boy she had loved. The goodbye she never really said.***Mia began her new chapter with a calm determinat

While Ava and Isabella's alliance took shape, Mia’s world slowly started to crumble. The pressure from the board, the whispers in the media, and her sister’s constant interference drained her strength. Yet she still tried to hold on to her peace.She would wake up every morning, stare at her father’s picture, and whisper, “I’ll protect what you built, Dad.”But every day, the battle grew harder. Anonymous leaks, false reports, lost investors—the attacks came in waves, and Mia could barely breathe through them.Raven, now living far from New York, heard everything through the news and social media. She wanted to reach out, to send a message or make a call, but guilt held her back. After everything that happened in London, she didn’t know if she had the right to step into Mia’s life again. So she watched from afar, praying silently that Mia would survive it all.Noah, on the other hand, refused to stay away.Since returning from London, he had made up his mind to be there for Mia in any

Mia blinked, swallowing hard. Tears glistened in her eyes as she stood. She crossed the room slowly, her arms wrapping around Isabella.“It’s okay,” she whispered. “It’s over.”For the first time in years, there was no bitterness between them—only silence that felt like peace.A few minutes later, Noah walked in. He froze, disbelief washing over him at the sight of the two sisters holding hands.Isabella glanced at him and smiled faintly.“We have work to do,” she said. “Ava and her parents took everything from my real family. But this time, they’ll pay for it.”Noah nodded slowly.“Then we make them face the truth,” he said.Mia, Isabella, and Noah started working together. Nobody would have guessed it, not even them. They spent long days meeting in quiet corners, sorting through papers, making plans. It wasn’t about revenge anymore. It was about figuring out the truth, about justice, about finally putting some ghosts to rest.For the first time, the sisters weren’t on opposite sides

The trial didn’t drag on for long. People came forward, one after another, telling what they saw and what they knew. The evidence kept stacking until there was no way out for the Greenwoods.Once, their name opened doors. Now, it made people lower their voices. When the sentence came—life in prison—nobody was surprised. It was just quiet. A heavy kind of relief settled over the city, the kind that comes after years of fear.But fate wasn’t quite done with them.Months later, the grand hall of the Waldorf shone like a dream. Light spilled from the chandeliers, laughter rose and fell, and the sound of glasses touching filled the room.People moved about in their best clothes, smiling for photos, talking about everything except what really mattered. Beneath all that glamour, there was a strange tension—something unspoken.It was supposed to be a happy night. Noah and Mia’s engagement. A night for new beginnings, for promises, for love.And then she walked in.Hannah.The crowd froze. Con