Semua Bab Broken promise : Bab 21 - Bab 25

Henry’s POV“You’re breaking yourself in half for a woman who is nothing but trouble.”My mother’s words cut like ice the moment I stepped into her study. She was already sitting, her stance sharp and regal, fingers wrapped around a teacup she had no intention of drinking. I hadn’t even closed the door behind me before the judging started. “She’s sitting in a cell, Henry,” she continued, eyes cutting me like a blade. “What more proof do you need? Do you want the whole world to think you’ve picked a thief as your partner? Do you want your family’s name dragged through the dirt?” I clenched my jaw so hard it ached. “She didn’t do it.” The laugh that left her was small and cruel. “Darling, the police have evidence. Your board is angry. Shareholders are asking for your head. Do you understand what this means for Donovan Enterprises if you protect her?” “She’s not guilty!” My voice rose before I could stop it. “I know her. I’ve looked her in the eyes. She couldn’t…” My w

Henry’s POVThe first crack in Mary’s story came not from her words but from a single paper buried in a pile of company reports. I stared at the numbers under the dim light of my office, the city skyline stretching forever behind me, as if mocking my blindness. How could I have missed this? The accounts didn’t lie. Funds were disappearing quietly, deliberately, in amounts small enough to avoid suspicion but large enough to weaken us over time. And every path, every name, every authorization… led back to Mary. I squeezed the papers in my hand until they crumpled, the sound echoing like thunder in the quiet. When she had sworn to me that Georgia was the spy, that Georgia had planned everything, I believed her. I let myself believe because it was easier to hate Georgia than to question my own mother. But now “Why would she do this?” I whispered to myself, the taste of treason heavy on my tongue. The door to my office opened softly. My helper stepped in, uncertainty in his ey

Georgia & Henry’s POVThe moment the door slammed shut behind Donald, quiet swallowed the room. My chest heaved, my heart beating like war drums. Henry stood only a few feet away, his eyes burning with a mix of anger and something darker, something that looked far too much like desire. “Was he touching you?” His voice was a growl, low and dangerous. I flinched. “Don’t you dare twist this, Henry. Donald was there when no one else was. He saved me when you” “When I what?” His body pushed closer, his presence swallowing mine. “When I failed you? When did I trust the wrong person? Or when I couldn’t tear you out of my head no matter how hard I tried?” His words hit me like fire, burning and exhilarating at once. “You think pain is love?” My voice trembled, half with anger, half with desire I loathed. “You left me in a cell, Henry. You believed her over me. Do you even understand what that did to me?” His jaw got tight. For a moment, I thought he’d burst. But instead,