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Lucas’ POV“Hurry babe, we’d be late for the party.” I said, my voice filled with concern.I glanced at the time again, my fingers tapping lightly against my thigh. This was not just any party. It was exclusive. Every second counted. I didn’t want to arrive late, not after I had personally invited Ms Kingpin.But Claire was someone who loved details.She made up her face with care, taking her time to style her dress to look perfect, like every strand and every fold had a purpose.And of course, I understood that.She was my wife. And I am the CEO of The Baker’s Production, a huge investor at Sunshine Production. I was someone everyone would keep their eyes upon, and she had to look the part beside me.Perfection was not a choice for us. It was expected.So I sat on the chair by the front door, waiting for her to be done, forcing myself to be patient even as the minutes stretched longer than they should.Thirty minutes later, she stepped out of our bedroom.The sound of her heels again

Judy’s POVI stepped into the hall and the atmosphere shifted exactly as I expected. Conversations slowed. Heads turned. Attention followed.And right on cue, he was already moving toward me.Lucas closed the distance between us quickly, a high level of mesmerization written clearly across his face.I smirked faintly.This was the purpose. This was the aim.I had calculated this moment down to the smallest detail. The timing of my entrance. The choice of dress. The pause before I stepped fully into the light.Everything was intentional.I let my gaze drift briefly across the room before settling in the direction I knew mattered.Claire.She sat in the corner, but there was nothing calm about her. Her posture was stiff, her eyes locked on Lucas as he approached me.She was not comfortable.But did I care?Before he was hers, he was mine.And now, she was beginning to feel a fraction of what I had felt when she stole him from me.If she thought this was the end of it all, then she truly

Claire’s POVMy thoughts raced within me like an athlete on a track. They didn’t just come and go. They chased me, circled back, and struck harder each time. The thoughts refused to stop haunting me. My hands trembled in fear, fingers curling into themselves as if I could physically hold everything in. Why wouldn’t I be afraid?Seven years ago, I already knew the gravity of what I had done. I knew it then, even if I chose to ignore it. But even before that, long before things became this complicated, I had crossed a line that could never be erased.Twenty years ago, I had done something even worse. I had made Judy take the blame for everything she didn’t do.And as if that alone was not enough, I had gone further.I ran away from home and twisted the story so perfectly that it looked like she was responsible for it. I made sure every eye turned to her. Every accusation. Every disappointment.Twenty years ago, after Lucas fell into the river and Judy saved him, everything could have en

Lucas’ POV“I’m afraid you cannot come in sir. The patient rejected you being around her and we are to do everything she wants so that she can get better quickly.” The nurse at the door of the hospital room said, blocking me from entering the room.For a second, I just stood there, trying to process her words. Rejected me? That didn’t make sense. Not after everything that had just happened.I tried to lean my head over her shoulder and to look at Ms Kingpin inside the room.But the nurse shifted slightly, firm and unyielding, making it clear that even a glance was too much to allow.I knew she must have given the directive out of anger. No one would have accepted it calmly.That investor’s wife did something crazy to them that almost ruined their career.I’ve been moving with actors, stars for years and I clearly know how they think.They take utmost precaution about their body, their skin, their fashion and their brand and if any of it were tampered with, they could make the person wh

Judy’s POV(Two hours earlier.)“I’m afraid you cannot come in, sir. The patient rejected you being around her and we are to do everything she wants so that she can get better quickly.”I heard it loud and clear. And I just smirked on the bed where I was.The tone of the nurse was firm enough to convince anyone standing outside that this was serious. That I was fragile. That I needed space.Exactly what I wanted him to believe.Earlier on, I’d planned it successfully.You see, when you know someone like the back of your hand, it is almost like you can predict their next move.Claire was my sister. Every day of my childhood, she made sure to make it uncomfortable for me.From there, I’d already deduced it.She was someone who loved to have her way. If she didn’t have her way, she would do anything to get it. Even if it meant harming herself in the process.And tonight, she proved it again.While I was about to step into the hall, I’d called Thatcher, my personal assistant.I knew Clair