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Chapter 1: Marilyn's Death

Marilyn Today was easily one of the happiest days of my life. The dining table was set with all of my favourite food and a candlelight arrangement, just how I liked it. My favourite people—my handsome husband, Walter, and my supportive best friend, Olivia—were sitting across from me, their smiles wide. I felt so lucky to have them, and I was particularly excited about sharing my special news with Olivia. As I cleared my throat, preparing to speak, I wondered why Walter insisted on sitting across from me—beside Olivia—when it was actually our special news and not just mine. Nonetheless, I shook the thought out of my head, plastered a huge smile on my face and raised my glass. “A toast, please,” I said as Walter and Olivia proceeded to lift their glasses. “What’s the occasion?” Olivia asked. I turned my face to stare lovingly at Walter. He managed a small smile that didn’t quite meet his beautiful green eyes, and for a minute, I wondered if something was wrong. “Are you okay

Chapter 2: The Taste of Vengeance

“Marilyn! Mar!” I heard my name being called repeatedly. The voice sounded so familiar, yet so far away, as though I were in a trance. “Marilyn! Come downstairs, please!” the voice called out, growing louder as I jolted awake with a gasp. Fresh air and the smell of vanilla pancakes filled my nostrils instantly as I clutched my chest and inhaled. The first thing I registered was the absence of the agonizing pain I had felt as my lungs closed up, the bitter taste of death filling my mouth. Looking around, a dizzy disorientation came over me in waves as I realized I was no longer lying on the cold marble floors of the Hayes’s Mansion taking my last breath. Instead, I was lying in the familiar satin sheets of my childhood bed, my cream-coloured walls filled with Polaroids from my days in high school, serving as a striking contrast to the stark white walls of the mansion I once called my home. Panic surged through me, and I wondered if this was some sort of cruel purgatory in

Chapter 3: The Hayes's Charity Gala

Three years ago, as I sat beside my father in this very ride to the gala, my only thought was a naive hope of what was to come.But tonight, I was filled only with the desire to instigate my revenge at any cost.As our limo pulled up to the gates of the Hayes’s mansion, a strange feeling took over.The trimmed lawns, the pristine fountain in the centre of the landscape, and the grand mansion were all once my home—but now, they seemed only to remind me of deep betrayal.“I’ll be meeting with Walter Hayes tonight. Olivia’s father helped arrange it. A partnership with him would be great for our firm,” my father said beside me, snapping me out of my thoughts.Of course.Walter and that snake, Olivia, had already planned to take over my family’s legacy from day one.But this time around, I would be right there to make sure their plans crumbled.“Really, Daddy? That’s wonderful. I would love to join you, maybe learn a thing or two,” I said with a smile, and I knew that my father was pleased

Chapter 4: The Hayes's Charity gala 2

I glided through curious onlookers, my jaw tightening as I left the hall.Olivia was calling out exaggerated apologies to me.That snake and her tricks! This was exactly what she wanted—for me to retreat in defeat.I was hardly watching where I was going. Partly because of how well I knew this mansion, but mostly because of the intensity of my rage.My head was slightly bent, trying to take in the damage done as I turned into a narrow hallway.Before I knew it, I collided—hard—with the solid muscle of a man.Losing my balance, I gasped, bracing myself to fall—but I was steadied by the same force I had just crashed into.I lifted my head, ready to unleash all the anger bubbling inside me on this stranger—but then my eyes met his, and for a second, I was too stunned to speak.He was tall, with a broad build that filled out his dark suit perfectly.His jawline was sharp, with eyes so hazel they brought calmness to his otherwise dominant appearance.He looked so familiar, and yet I was ce

Chapter 5: Office Games

I strutted confidently into the skyscraper building that housed the Hayes empire. Heads lifted as I walked, the sound of my black heels drawing attention with every step as I bypassed the reception, heading straight for the elevator. I already knew Walter was on the last floor, and in a power outfit like this, I didn’t expect anyone to stop me. My black dress, knee-length and fitting, was indeed professional—but with a tempting deep cut that stopped just above my cleavage. If I leaned in just the right amount, little was left to the imagination. I was dressed for seduction, and I had no problem playing the part—so long as it got Walter on his knees. The elevator stopped, and I walked majestically down to his office, knocking lightly on the large oak door before walking in. Walter was alone, seated behind a grand table that screamed, “I’m the boss,” dressed in a dark navy-blue suit, looking dangerously handsome. In another life, I would’ve been swooned, but now, when I looked a

Chapter 6: Elevator Confessions

Olivia’s eyes darted between Walter and me, her suspicion filling the room with tension. “Good morning, Liv.” I smiled sweetly. “Walter and I had an early meeting.” Walter coughed faintly, pretending to search his desk as he handed over some documents to me, his fingers lingering on mine a second too long—in a manner that said we had unfinished business. Olivia followed our movement, satisfaction brewing in me as she cleared her throat loudly. Her demeanor was composed as usual, but her stare was piercing. “Miss Sawyer just came to pick up some documents, that’s all,” Walter said dryly, barely sparing her a glance. “I see. You’d best be on your way then. Your father’s waiting downstairs.” Her tone was sharp, doing little to hide her irritation as I glanced at Walter one last time. His expression was unreadable, except for a small smirk forming at the edge of his lips, and I sensed that he was enjoying this more than he was letting on. “Of course. Goodbye, Walter. I hope we can

Chapter 7: The Fine Print

A week later, in my home office, I read Walter’s proposal again, line by line, as David’s words rang through my head.“Don’t miss the fine print.”My eyes skimmed meticulously over the document, my chest growing tight as I finally spotted it.A clause buried deep in dense legal jargon.It stated that in the event of my death or incapacitation, ownership of my company would be transferred to the majority shareholder.In this case, that shareholder was Walter.My hands tightened around the papers as I stared at it for a long time.That clause—that was Walter’s blade. What he used to destroy me in the past. Not only taking my life, but my legacy too.I overlooked the clause then, unaware that I was signing my death sentence. But thanks to David, I knew better now.With shaky hands, I picked up my phone, opening David’s message again.“I told you about the fine print because I’m not your enemy. I’m on your side, Marilyn. But I know someone who isn’t.”I swallowed hard, taking in the weigh

Chapter 8: Allies and Enemies

I chose an exclusive rooftop bar in a quieter part of town to meet with David.Discreet, expensive, and quiet.Just what I needed.As he approached me, I found myself blushing lightly at how attractive he looked, in dark jeans and a fitted black T-shirt.He walked up calmly, taking the seat across from me, a faint smile playing on his lips.“Marilyn. I was glad when you called,” he said, his voice as smooth as ever.My heart did a leap, but I disguised my flutter, only offering a small smile.“What can I say? You were right about the fine print. Thanks for the warning.”“Did you sign it?” he asked in a low voice.“Yes,” I answered confidently as his gaze darkened.“But this time, I know what’s coming, and I intend to beat Walter at his own game.”He sighed, his expression softening.“I knew you would sign it. Although I warned you about it to help, not to stop you. I just didn’t want Walter to do anything to harm you.”His words lingered between us, and for a second, I couldn’t meet h

Chapter 9: Crimson Secrets

For our date, Walter had taken me to a new restaurant that had just opened uptown. He had rented out the whole place to impress me, with just us and a waiter, in the dimly lit dining room. The atmosphere was perfect for my plan. Private. Vulnerable. He couldn’t take his eyes off of me as he sipped on his wine, and he had mentioned how stunning I was in my little red dress. I had smiled at his compliments, saying little. Although the scene was just what I needed to secure Walter’s attention, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t distract myself from the tightening in my chest. I was trying to be strong, but this felt like too much. Sitting across from the man I once loved with all my heart. In the blink of an eye, all we shared had ended in deadly betrayal and now, I was plotting his downfall. Just like that. He was supposed to be the father of my kids. “Marilyn,” he called, pulling me from my thoughts. “Are you alright? You don't seem to be enjoying yourself

Chapter 10 : Lonely Goodnight

My thoughts were rambling as I took small bites of my opera cake, the bitter sweet taste lingering. I needed to get him to give me some kind of hint about who this person was. “The night is still young, and we're already having dessert. Any plans for after you drop me off?” I asked sweetly, but Walter smirked, taking it the wrong way. “The night is young indeed, and if you weren't such a lady, I would assume that you wanted us to enjoy each other’s company a little more. Perhaps….at one of my lounges? I can assure you you'll be treated like royalty.” It was clear that he believed that he had charmed me. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes, pushing my plate forward. “As tempting as that sounds….You’re right about one thing. I am a lady and I shouldn't be out too late” He chuckled, eyes not leaving mine. His ego wasn't bruised in the slightest and I was certain he saw me as more of a challenge. “Of course Marilyn. My apologies” He stood, tipping the waiter 100-dollar

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