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Tara never talked to me coldly even when she was hurt by me when I let Stella around. To hear her speak to me coldly and the determination to get divorce so she could marry Hendrick shook my confidence. So I discontinued typing and deleted the unfinished message. Tara’s POV I was puzzled that Andrei had been refusing to answer my calls and messages for days now. Did he change his mind? But, I’m now determined to have divorce. I can’t continue our sinful relationship. I can’t stomach it. “Tara, Hendrick is already here to pick you,” my mom said outside the door of my room.

She and Delilah would probably throw a party in celebration. “I have to speak with you in private.” She turned her eyes to Colt, and the way she looked at him made me furious. Colt leaned his hand against the doorway, “Say what you have to, and get out.” I wondered if he spared her till this point because of Torrin, even after she messed with the brakes of the car she believed was mine. Norio hadn’t done anything near this bad when he killed the man. Tara shrugged now, and pulled an envelope out of her purse. “I’m pregnant.”

"A stepdaughter on camera is harder to discredit than a document." "Set it up," Damien said. "Tomorrow morning." Delia nodded once, quickly, and then looked at her hands like she was surprised by her own courage. I understood that feeling exactly. The room cleared gradually. Clara went back to the dining room. Daniel and Noa drifted toward the kitchen. Marcus appeared and disappeared again the way he always did. And then it was just me and Damien in the living room, the television dark now, the room quiet. He sat down in the chair across from me.

Filipe, accustomed to Delia's temper, said calmly, "Ms. Nixon, after Madam learned you wouldn't be having dinner, she had all the leftovers thrown away. If you're hungry, you can have some biscuits or something to tide you over. Breakfast will be ready in the morning." "Tomorrow morning?!" Delia exclaimed. Seeing the disbelief in her eyes, Filipe nodded. "Yes, tomorrow morning." Delia sneered. "Fine, I get it." Ever since Nyla's arrival, Delia hadn't had a peaceful day. She had to find a way to get Nyla out of the estate—no matter what. … Nyla was chatting with Damon when she suddenly sneezed. "Are you okay? Caught a cold? You didn't dress warmly enough today," he said, concerned.

I wasn't expecting anything less, was I? On boarding the plane, I met Levi with a lady. She was clinging to him while he paid more attention to his tablet than her. "Good day, sir, good day, ma'am." "Ewww?! Ma'am? That makes me feel so old." She scoffed. "Levi, who is she?" She tugged on his shirt childishly. "Rhea, this is Delia, my personal assistant. And Delia, this is Rhea, a nuisance." "Levi?!" She pouted and hit his head.

The staff gave us a card, and then we got into the elevator. “Angeli, what kind of bachelorette party is this? Ate Angie and Ate Kara didn’t come... Don’t tell me you’re leaving me here too?” Angeli didn’t answer. The elevator opened on the sixth floor, and she dragged me down the dark hallway. “Martha... Don’t waste this moment, okay? It’s just one night. One chance to score with someone else. After this, you won’t be available anymore. Don’t miss this chance, and just make this night amazing.”

The tea inside barely touched. “Tell Samira I said thank you,” I said, voice steady as steel. “And let her know—I’m not the one breaking.” Delia’s expression twitched for half a second. Then she left. When Jayden was asleep, I stepped out onto the back porch and called Conan. I didn’t trust the walls. “She sent Delia,” I said. “Dressed like peace. Talking like war.” He was quiet. Then, “That means she’s nervous. She’s speeding up. Which means she’s hiding something bigger.”

“Papa, I wonder why you would trust the words of someone who has been caught stealing Nova’s money and jewelry many times over — I have seen it happen myself.” Silence falls over the room, though I can still see the fury burning in Papa’s eyes. He simply raises a hand, and his guards drag the maid away from the dining hall. Blood, it seems, is still thicker than water. “Uncle, my men are continuing their search for Nova. No one is resting until we find even the smallest lead on where she has gone or where she is hiding,” Arthur speaks up finally. With the tension broken, I can finally eat in peace. The steak actually looks quite good.

I’m fucking glad that tomorrow isn’t a working day, I can’t lift my ass to work anymore, it’s fucking exhausting and stressful. What mama needs right now is good food and a great sleep, thinking of food I don’t wanna order any food from Amee's diner, I don’t want that fucker delivery guy on my doorstep again, like seriously am still in shock that he thought I am gonna have sex with him, hello! I’m Tara, I’m way out of his league.

We were stopped by a couple of people on the way but we eventually got there and Dalia's best friend was already shaking with excitement. "OMG, it's Lara Devenson!!! Lia, it's Lara Devenson '', Chelsea squealed lowly and tugged on Dalia's arm while the latter tried to calm her down. "You must be Dalia and Chelsea. It's so nice to finally put a face to the name. This one right here wouldn't stop gushing about you", she said. "Your clothes look so amazing…….." a conversation ensued in the group. It was mainly Lara, Damien and Chelsea that did the talking.