All Chapters of The Billonaire’s Nemesis ; Depth of Revenge : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The photograph lingered on her screen long after she set the phone aside.Maya closed her eyes, and in that quiet moment, exhaustion turned certainty into doubt, and doubt into illusion.By morning, the bruises on her face had faded slightly, but every part of her body still ached. Every movement reminded her of the attack.Her phone buzzed shortly after she woke.A message from Mr Victor.“Take the week off. We’ll handle things here. Focus on recovering.”Maya stared at the message for a long moment before setting the phone down.“A week off…” she murmured.She didn’t know what to do with it.The photograph from the previous night drifted back into her mind.The more she thought about it, the more foolish it seemed.She convinced herself she would probably laugh at how much she had overreacted.Other people could own similar jewelry.There was nothing unusual about a bracelet.Nothing at all.Yet the fear in Cassie’s face lingered stubbornly in her thoughts.Maya sat up and pressed a

The dining room felt quieter after Will left.Maya remained in her seat for a while; the food in front of her had gone cold.She wasn't hungry anyway.Sophia.The name echoed in her mind.She had met Tuns of Sophia throughout her life.Yet something about the way Will reacted bothered her.Maya leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes.The image of his phone flashed through her mind.Not because of the name, but his face.There was a brief hesitation before he answered.The way he had ended the conversation. The way he had walked out.Almost as if staying in the dining room had become more uncomfortable than taking the call.A chair scraped lightly against the floor.Maya opened her eyes.Cassie was clearing the table.“Madam, should I bring you some tea?”Maya watched her for a moment.Then she asked casually,“Cassie, do you know anyone named Sophia?”The plate in Cassie’s hand paused.Just for a second.Then she continued stacking the dishes.“No, Madam.”Maya said nothing.But

What’s going on?”Will’s voice cut through the dining room.Instead of answering, Maya stared at him, studying his expression.“I asked a question.”Maya didn’t flinch.She studied him not as a wife, but as an investigative journalist.The same way she studied witnesses before they lied.For a moment, nobody spoke.The silence stretched between them.“I’ll clear the table,” Cassie said softly, trying to break the tension.“You would do no such thing,” Maya said with a firm voice. “You were trying to say something before Will interrupted, so continue.” “Quit this nonsense, Maya, all i asked was to know what was going on. Maya nodded. “Exactly, I'm also eager to know what’s going on. she said calmly.Will blinked.He had expected an argument and not an agreement.“Maya, quit this nonsense.“You’re right, it's nonsense.”Maya stood.“Let’s pretend Cassie didn’t panic when i got a call from the detective Her eyes moved to Cassie.“Let’s pretend she didn’t just say you weren’t supposed

The phone rang a couple of times, but Maya didn't respond She watched the screen light up, watched Will’s name appear, then disappear when the call ended.A few seconds later, it rang again.This time, she turned the phone face down on the passenger seat as she drove to a nearby café to cool off.For months, she had been the one waiting for calls. She had always been the one checking her phone between meetings. The one convincing herself that a delayed response wasn’t personal.Now, the roles had changed.And somehow, she wasn’t sure what to do with that.Across the room, people moved in and out of the café, carrying on conversations that had nothing to do with her. The sound of cups meeting saucers filled the air.Maya reached for her phone again.Not to answer Will or Soph but to make i different call.The line rang once.Twice.Then Victor answered.“That was quick.”“You sound disappointed.”“I’m considering hanging up.”A faint laugh came through the speaker.“What do you want,

“Maya, you’re married?”Victor stared at her for a second before shaking his head.“I still can’t believe it.”Maya frowned.“What?”“The tough journalist. The woman who once argued with three professors in a single week. Married.”A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.“Honestly, I’m shocked.”Maya groaned.“Victor.”“No, seriously. Every time I remember you’re somebody’s wife, it feels wrong.”She reached for a napkin and threw it at him.He dodged it easily.“Violence. See? This is exactly what I’m talking about.”Maya shook her head.“I called the wrong person.”“You definitely did.”For a moment, the tension eased.Not completely.Just enough for her shoulders to relax.Victor’s expression softened slightly.“Alright,” he said. “What happened?”Maya looked down at the table.The answer sat heavily in her chest.But the moment he asked, she suddenly didn’t feel like talking anymore.“Nothing.”Victor raised an eyebrow.“You called me across the city for nothing?”“I changed my