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THE INTERVIEW(Damien's POV)The morning of the interview Eleanor had arranged for me felt like the morning of my execution. I sat at the breakfast table, staring at food I couldn't eat while Eleanor briefed me on exactly what I was supposed to say to the cameras."You deeply regret the poor judgment you showed in getting involved with that woman," Eleanor said, reading from notes she had prepared. "You acknowledge that your actions reflected poorly on the Blackwood name and family values. You confirm that the relationship is completely over and that you're focusing on your responsibilities to the company."Victoria sat beside her, practically bouncing with excitement. "Oh, this is going to be perfect," she said. "The final nail in Serena's coffin. When people see Damien publicly disowning her, it will complete her humiliation."I felt sick. "What if I refuse?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.Eleanor's smile was cold. "We've been through this, Damien. You won't refuse. Becau

THE INVITATION(Serena's POV)I was sitting in what remained of our office, holding Isabella in my arms while trying to make sense of the financial reports spread across my desk. Most of our furniture had already been repossessed, leaving the space feeling hollow and abandoned. Only a few chairs remained, along with a folding table that served as our makeshift command center.Isabella was unusually fussy today, as if she could sense the stress and chaos surrounding us. But when she looked up at me with her bright eyes and gave me one of her toothless smiles, I felt a moment of peace despite everything falling apart around us."At least one of us is still smiling," I whispered to her, kissing her forehead.Elena was at the folding table with Jason, both of them hunched over laptops trying to salvage what they could from our remaining accounts. Lucas had been working nonstop to trace Eleanor's financial manipulation, surviving on energy drinks and determination.Adrian walked in looking

SILENCE(Damien's POV)I sat at the head table like a statue, my hands folded in my lap, my face a mask of indifference that I had practiced in the mirror for hours. Around me, the dinner party continued with all the elegance and cruelty that defined Eleanor's social gatherings.When Serena walked into the room carrying Isabella, I felt my carefully constructed composure crack. She looked beautiful in her simple black dress, but I could see the tension in her shoulders, the way she held her head a little too high to compensate for the whispers following her.Isabella was sleeping in her carrier, tiny and perfect and completely unaware that she was being brought into a den of wolves.Eleanor moved through the crowd like a shark sensing blood in the water, positioning herself for maximum damage. When she raised her glass to make her speech, I knew exactly what was coming."Tonight we celebrate not just my grandson's appointment as CEO, but also his wisdom in choosing family loyalty over

THE REVELATION(Serena's POV)I was feeding Isabella in the small apartment I had rented after losing our house when Lucas burst through the door without knocking."We got her," he said, his eyes wild with excitement. "We got Eleanor."Elena, Jason, and Adrian looked up from the documents they were reviewing at the kitchen table."What do you mean?" I asked.Lucas set his laptop on the counter and turned it toward us. "Remember that party? Remember how they humiliated you?"I winced. I had been trying not to think about that night."Well, I planted listening devices in that mansion weeks ago," Lucas continued. "Hidden cameras too. I recorded everything.""Lucas," Adrian said slowly, "please tell me you didn't break into the Blackwood mansion.""I didn't break in," Lucas said with a grin. "I walked in. As part of the catering staff."My mouth fell open. "You worked at the party?""Three weeks ago, I applied for a job with the catering company Eleanor always uses. Told them I was a culi

LEFT WITH A CHOICE (Damien's POV)I stared at my phone screen, Lucian Grey's name still flashing. Why was Eleanor's private detective calling me directly? This couldn't be good.I answered on the fourth ring."Damien Blackwood." I said."Mr. Blackwood, this is Lucian Grey. I need to speak with you immediately. In person." His deep voice came."About what?""About what your grandmother is planning to do tonight. About Serena Vaughn. About how she’s going to die if you don't help me stop her."My blood went cold. "What are you talking about?""I can't say over the phone. Meet me at the old Riverside Motel on Highway 9. Room 23. Come alone, and come now."My brows furrowed. This seems like an obvious trap."Grey, I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what's going on.""Your grandmother told me to kill Serena Vaughn tonight," Grey said bluntly. "But I've changed my mind. And I need your help to save Serena before it's too late."The line went dead.I sat there staring at the device, m