Downfall Ellie Sanders Novels & Stories

In a panic, she stumbled backward, tripped over a flowerpot, and fell 18 stories to her death. Ariana and Cleo were sentenced to death soon after. But by then, neither of them cared. They had already lost everything because of Elliot, and madness had long replaced whatever reason they once had. When my assistant reported the news to me, I treated it like just another story—one more headline in a world full of chaos. I didn't ask for details. After all, Sandhurst Group was a vast empire, and there were far more important matters waiting for me to handle.

The USB drive clattered to the floor. 9 days left. Her phone buzzed. Unknown number again. New text: _He left you for a baby, Giulia. And the baby died. Ask him why he never told you._ Upstairs, a door slammed. Marco’s voice, low and furious, echoed down the hall. “You had no right—” Giulia didn’t hear the rest. She only heard her own breathing. Fast. Shallow. Like she was drowning again. The fire in the fireplace popped. The burned photo curled into ash. 9 days left. And the contract was the least of her problems now.