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After finally realizing that Alisa didn’t want him anymore, that she had truly slipped out of his grasp—Victor unraveled.It wasn’t some sudden crash but a slow, steady collapse that ate at him every waking moment. The guilt gnawed at his chest like a dull blade and instead of facing it, he drowned himself in every vice he could reach.He spent most of his nights with a bottle in hand, drinking until the burn in his throat numbed him enough to forget. Sometimes he’d stumble into bars or clubs, sometimes he’d bring strangers home—different women, it didn’t matter.As long as their hands and bodies could blur the memory of Alisa’s voice, the way she used to look at him, the way she finally turned her back on him, it was enough.At least for a few hours.Naomi’s calls lit up his phone endlessly, Celeste’s messages piled one after another but he ignored them all. He couldn’t stand hearing their voices, not when everything they said would only remind him of the mess he created, of the choi

After the night of their confession, something between Alisa and Leo had shifted.The walls that once stood so firmly between them had begun to crack, leaving room for a rare kind of openness neither of them had expected. Leo, who had always worn a mask of cold detachment, now carried a faint softness in his demeanor.He smiled more—genuine, unguarded smiles that startled even the people closest to him.When Johnson and Peter came by to deliver their reports, they couldn’t help but exchange uneasy glances.Their boss, the same man who had once instilled fear with a single look, now leaned back in his chair with an expression that almost seemed… light. Then, their eyes flickered toward Alisa while silently acknowledging what had changed him.It wasn’t relief they felt, though.If anything, it was unease.Because if there was one thing they knew, it was the true nature of Leo Ravencroft.Before Alisa, Leo had been brutal—merciless to the point of cruelty.They had seen him in his most

After several days behind bars, Dominico finally made up his mind to visit his daughter-in-law.His slow, deliberate footsteps echoed through the dim corridor, the air heavy with metal and disinfectant and when the guard’s keys jingled and the door creaked open, Dominico’s cold eyes immediately found Celeste.She sat behind the glass and saw her once-composed figure was now fragile and diminished by disgrace; her hair was disheveled, her skin pale yet her sharp, calculating eyes still held a flicker of defiance.“Father,” she greeted while forcing a brittle smile, pretending for a fleeting second that this was one of their usual meetings and not an interrogation between a grieving father and a woman accused of murder.“Cut the act,” Dominico said, his tone clipped and sharp as he sat across from her. His voice also trembled with contained rage. “You know why I’m here. I want you to tell me the truth. Every damn detail about my son’s death.”Celeste blinked, her expression flickering b

When everything had finally settled between Alisa and Adam who both agreeing to meet once in a while for her sake, Leo found himself driving to a place he’d long avoided: the women’s detention facility where Celeste was held.Dominico had made sure she wouldn’t be able to slip through the cracks this time. No bail, no privilege and no quiet deals behind the scenes.The once untouchable Celeste Ravencroft now spent her days behind metal bars with her name splashed across every tabloid headline. The media circus outside the prison was relentless and reporters from every major network camped by the gate, desperate for even a glimpse of her that the police had to set up barricades just to keep the crowd under control.Inside, though, it was quieter like the silence of disgrace.There, Celeste sat in her cell in a crisp beige uniform that didn’t belong on someone who used to walk on red carpets. Her hair was perfectly brushed, of course it was and even in confinement, she somehow carried h

Amidst the chaos, Alisa and Leo stood firm, their hands tightly clasped together. This time, no matter what the world threw at them, they would face it together and never back down. Naomi, too, had chosen her own path, strengthening her resolve to fight for the things she believed she deserved.As for Dominico, not a single day passed without him keeping an eye on Celeste’s situation in jail. Still, he believed she couldn’t do anything anymore not after the gravity of her sins which went beyond the company. She had betrayed Leandro, his son and Leo’s father, and, as Dominico believed, also Victor’s father.Dominico still thought Victor was his grandson by blood, unaware of the truth. Leo, however, knew everything but chose not to reveal it yet not until he was certain that Victor wouldn’t use that information for his own gain.Over time, Leo assisted his grandfather in uncovering the traitor within the company, who turned out to be none other than his own secretary. She had not only c