Serena’s POVVictor had to return to New York to deal with a corporate warfare crisis triggered by Julian's sniper attack on his business. On the third day he was gone, I stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows of the island villa, watching the last sliver of the sunset fade.A maid quietly walked in. "Madam, please have some milk."I didn't move. "When is he coming back?""Mr. Victor said that once he finishes his business, he'll immediately—""Smash!"The crystal glass shattered against the wall. "I'm not your 'Madam'," I sneered. "Get out."The terrified maid scrambled out of the room. I bent down and picked up the sharpest shard of glass.——Victor's POVMeanwhile, at the Sterling Group headquarters in New York, Victor sat at the head of the conference table, his thumb unconsciously rubbing his phone.The screen displayed a security feed: Serena standing on the beach, staring at the horizon. From the back, she looked so frail that a sea breeze could shatter her."Boss? Regarding thi
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