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CHAPTER 51

Eric's POVI hated this place.I hated the smell first.I hated that sour mix of stale alcohol, rotting food, and sewage that seemed to cling to the air no matter what time of day it was. It seeped into everything—the walls, the clothes, the skin. It was impossible to escape.I hated the noise too.Everyday was one that involved constant shouting.Or even the crying babies.The drunken arguments that somehow started before noon and yet still stretched into the dead of night.I hated the cracked sidewalks, the graffiti-stained walls, the rusted staircases that creaked under the slightest weight. I hated the stray dogs that roamed in packs and the rats bold enough to run right past your feet like they owned the damn streets.And most of all—I hated that I was here.I sat on the edge of the pathetic excuse of a bed in my one-room apartment and stared at the stained wallpaper peeling from the wall.Apartment. Funny I called it that. That word alone was far too generous.This place was

CHAPTER 52

Isabel's POVI was furious by the time I got home.No—furious wasn’t even enough to describe what I was feeling.I was livid.My blood burned beneath my skin as I stormed into the house, every step heavy and sharp against the polished marble floors. My nails dug painfully into my palms as I held onto the last thread of control keeping me from screaming.The moment I stepped into my bedroom, I slammed the door behind me so hard the frame rattled.Still, it wasn’t enough.Nothing felt like it would be enough.I ripped my purse off my shoulder and threw it carelessly onto the bed before kicking off my heels. One landed near the closet. The other struck the leg of a chair and toppled over.I didn’t care.I began pacing immediately.Back and forth.Back and forth.The rhythm of my steps should have calmed me.But It didn’t.My mind was racing too fast, replaying every humiliating moment from today in merciless detail.Henry Carter.Even thinking his name made my jaw clench so hard that it

CHAPTER 53

Isabel's POVI was running out of time, and I could feel it with every passing second.The thought had clung to me like a shadow, dark and suffocating, refusing to leave my mind no matter how hard I tried to push it away. I had spent the better part of the evening pacing my bedroom, trying to think of a way out of the mess Eric had dragged me into.A hundred thousand dollars.This was not a small amount, but it wasn’t impossible either.Especially not for someone like me.It was not impossible for someone married into the Sinclair family.And yet somehow, it felt impossible.I stood by the window, my arms folded tightly across my chest as I stared into the darkness outside. The city lights twinkled in the distance, mocking me. Somewhere out there, life was moving on as usual while I stood here trapped in my own disaster.Eric’s words kept ringing in my head.If I don’t get that money, I’m dead.I shut my eyes tightly.That idiot.That useless, reckless idiot.How had he managed to rui

CHAPTER 54

The moment Arnold saw the photographs, I knew I had him.I sat across from him in complete silence, watching every subtle change in his expression with a quiet satisfaction. His fingers trembled slightly as he held the glossy photographs in his hands. The confident, almost mocking man who had laughed in my face just only moments ago was now nowhere to be found.Now, Arnold Graves looked like a trapped man.His face had completely gone pale.His lips parted slightly as he stared at the images, his eyes scanning them one after the other in disbelief. I could almost hear the frantic thoughts racing through his mind.How?When?Who?I kept my face calm.I remained collected, composed and untouched.I wanted Arnold to feel the pressure and I wanted him to drown in it.His throat bobbed as he swallowed before finally lifting his gaze to me.“What the hell is this?” he asked again, though this time his voice lacked the confidence and sarcasm from earlier.I leaned back in my chair and crosse

FIFTY-FIVE

James' POVI had been away from home for five days.All of it were five long, exhausting days that involved meetings, site inspections, endless paperwork, and barely enough sleep to keep my eyes open.But it would all be worth it.At least, that was what I kept telling myself.I stood in front of the large glass window of my hotel suite, staring out at the sprawling city skyline below. The sun had barely risen, casting a pale orange glow over the steel buildings and busy streets already coming to life.My reflection stared back at me in the glass.I could see the red and tired eyes, a tight jaw and a face that was worn thin from stress.I looked like hell.I exhaled slowly and loosened my tie before rubbing my hand over my face.This project had completely consumed everything in me.Every second of the last few days had been spent chasing it.I was personally inspecting the development sites.I walked through acres of land under the scorching sun.I was constantly reviewing structural

CHAPTER 56

James' POVThe moment Henry Carter sat across from me, I knew this meeting had become more than a business pitch.What had initially begun as a chance to secure my company's future had suddenly shifted into something else entirely.This smelled like all of this was, in fact, something personal.I sat still in my chair, my hands clasped tightly on the polished conference table as I watched Henry and his team prepare their documents. They moved with the kind of quiet precision that came only from confidence. Every member of his team looked composed, efficient, and prepared.Like they had expected this.Like they had expected me.I clenched my jaw.My mind replayed the last few months.Clients disappearing overnight, contracts falling through at the last minute, investors suddenly “reconsidering” and deals I thought were secured slipping from my fingers.And somehow, every lead pointed toward Carter Holdings.Every single time.I had tried to rationalize it.I tried to make excuses that

CHAPTER 57

Henry's POVI was satisfied.A slow smile tugged at my lips as I stood by the wide glass windows of my office, staring down at the city stretched beneath me like a glittering battlefield.My first meeting with James Sinclair had gone a lot better than I imagined.This was far better than I had even hoped.He had looked exactly the way I wanted him to look.He was suspicious, unsettled and he felt threatened.I swirled the amber liquid in my glass and watched it catch the city lights.James Sinclair.The great James Sinclair.This was the man who had everything. And yet, despite all he had, he was also the same man who had taken everything.He had looked me in the eyes today and questioned me.He had tried to act calm. He tried to act in control.But I saw it.The tension in his jaw and the anger in his eyes. I could see the uncertainty.Good.That was good.Because I was done waiting. I was done planning in silence and moving only in shadows.Now—I was on the offensive.I would make

CHAPTER 58

Henry's POVThe memory didn’t stop.It swallowed me completely whole.One second, I was in my office in the present, staring out at the city through cold glass windows.The next, I was seventeen again.Standing beneath the blinding stadium lights. My fists were clenched, my heart pounding and my whole world still intact.Liam was still alive.And I still had time.Or at least…I thought I did.The roar of the crowd echoed through Sterlingmere Academy’s stadium.Students screamed themselves hoarse as James Sinclair was lifted high on the shoulders of his teammates.The golden boy.The king of Sterlingmere and the boy everyone worshipped.I stood at the edge of the bleachers with Liam beside me, both of us staring at the scene before us.James was laughing.He was smiling and accepting the praise like he had earned it. Like he hadn’t cheated or like we had not seen him inject something into his body barely an hour ago.Liam’s breathing was uneven beside me. It was sharp and angry.His h

CHAPTER 59

Henry's POV“No… no… no…”The words kept leaving my mouth in broken whispers, but they didn’t feel real.Nothing felt real.I stood frozen just outside the gates of Sterlingmere Academy, staring at Rory Meyers as if he had suddenly started speaking a language I didn’t understand.Liam was dead.The words were hung in the air between us. They were heavy, cruel and yet at the same time, felt impossible.Rory looked like a man who had aged twenty years overnight. His usually neat appearance was completely gone. There was no trace of the man I knew. His hair was disheveled, his clothes wrinkled, and his eyes… his eyes were red and swollen from crying.I had never seen a grown man look so shattered.I swallowed hard and my chest felt tight. It was like someone had wrapped chains around it and kept pulling.“Mr. Meyers…” My voice cracked. “What are you saying?”Rory pressed trembling fingers to his lips as though trying to steady himself before speaking.“They found him this morning.”My st

CHAPTER 60

Henry's POVThe hallway stretched endlessly before me as they dragged me away.I didn’t fight anymore. I didn’t shout and I didn’t struggle.All the rage that had burned through me minutes ago had drained out, leaving something hollow behind.Whatever it was, it was definitely something cold and, at the same time, empty.But my eyes, after they had left Amelia, had now suddenly refused to move. They stayed locked on him.James Sinclair.He was still on the classroom floor when they pulled me away.He was bruised and bloodied. And he was breathing heavily.And beside him now was Amelia.She rushed to him the moment I was restrained.Her movements were quick, frantic, and desperate.She dropped to her knees beside him without hesitation, her hands hovering over his face as if she didn’t know where to touch first.“James… oh my God…”Her voice trembled.I watched as she gently cupped his jaw, careful despite the obvious panic in her movements.James winced as the blood stained his lips.

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