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Jeremiah and Suzan’s late father. ‘’Your father was my very good friend, and the both of us trusted each other. But he betrayed me. He informed me. Suzan was then very shocked, hearing that her father betrayed him. She was aware that both her father and Mr.Jeremiah were great friends. Even before the painful murder of her late father and mother, she knew how they were very close with Mr.Jeremiah. Truly, she was provoked after hearing such words of information. But then, she refused to let it be known to him that she already knew about the details of those who murdered her parents.

Zachary came to his senses the fastest and shouted, "Impossible! You're a liar! You're just a live-in son-in-law. How could you be this prestigious school's chairman? Wendy, he's lying, right? He must be lying!" He looked at Wendy, hoping to get confirmation from her. Wendy glared at me in shock, but soon enough, she started to chuckle cruelly. "Terence, did you get a concussion just now? You're broke, but you're pretending to be rich. "Just because you have the same initials, you're acting as if you really are the school's chairman! If that's the case, I can call myself the richest woman in Javeton!" Zachary immediately grew confident after Wendy spoke up. "I knew it! Not only is he a homew

He glanced back, looking at Nate's side who sat calmly, relaxedly on the chair he is pouring his drink himself and drinking, observing the scenario with cool stratification and a proud smile on his face. Suddenly, realization hit Kim. "It's Nate's backup plan...." he whispered, a stark betrayal etching his features. I didn't betray him; he just used me as a backup plan. He knew about my plan already... why did he double-cross me? A torrent of unanswered questions flooded his mind as he watched Nate’s collected demeanor. At the same time, on the front side of the mall. "Eve..."Aaron voice called out low and laced with guilt, appeared behind Evangeline.

“Damien is an honorable Alpha! He rejected his own fated mate to secure this political union with you! Do you know the kind of sacrifice that takes in our society?” “He didn't reject her, you blind fool! He’s hiding her!” I yelled, the raw, agonizing betrayal from my past life bleeding into my voice. Tears of fury burned my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. “He kept Selene Nightvale in the shadows. They are playing us. The moment the territory deeds are fully transferred, I am disposable. He will murder me, and he will take her as his true Luna!” “Katniss, enough!” Cedric slammed his fist onto the desk, cracking the wood. “You have no proof of these wild accusations! I will not allow you

“We’re ready. We’ll move tonight.” Camilla watched as Riccardo rose from his seat, his eyes focused, determined. This was more than just business now—it was personal. Someone in their circle had betrayed them, and Riccardo would make sure they paid the price. That night, the atmosphere in the penthouse was one of quiet anticipation. As Camilla sat alone in the living room, she couldn’t help but feel the weight of the events that were unfolding. Betrayal, power struggles, and a constant fight for survival—it was all part of the game they played. But this time, something felt different.

The truth of betrayal was already evident, but the players—one hidden, one standing—still held their moves close. Latina faded into the smoke and shadow, triumphant, untouchable for now. Yet one rule remained broken: the death was meant to be silent. Now it was known. And the consequences—vicious, chaotic, unstoppable—would not wait. The night carried the scent of power, the scent of fear, and the scent of victory. And somewhere, hidden in the dark, Vanguard waited to hear the news. For now, the first piece had fallen. But the game—the real game—was only just beginning.

The crowd lingered, stunned into silence, then murmurs, then the thin, sharp sound of rumors starting up like tinder. When the door shut behind them, Matteo’s hand found mine, fingers squeezing. “You did it your way,” he murmured. Not a question. Not praise—just the steady fact of him at my side. “Yes,” I whispered back. “And if anyone doubts what it costs to betray us, they’ll remember this night for the rest of their lives.” Down in the cold alley behind Aria Hall, the night tasted like victory and like ash. We moved fast and silent, a few minutes ahead of the noise. There was no celebration on the drive home—only the knowledge that we had plunged the first knife in and had not flinched.

And for defying my family's will, I had paid the price. My syndicate had dragged me into the punishment hall. Forced me into their brutal Blood Oath Reckoning, a ritual meant for traitors, not heirs. A punishment he watched from behind barred doors as I bled for choosing him. I thought I could love him forever and ever. But tonight changed everything. Ten years later, I’m going back. Back to the Hale estate. Back to reclaim the power and identity I once threw away. From this moment on, I would live my own life, and Pierce Voss would be nothing but a closed chapter.

I never expected this. I honestly thought that Daniel would pass, but he didn't, and in a flash, he was masturbating in full view of a screaming crowd. I immediately turned my eyes away, disgusted by his lewdness. After he finished, he was handed an envelope with ten thousand dollars in cash. I swallowed hard. This wasn't what I had signed up for. This wasn't the game I had expected. I remembered what Becca had said and silently prayed to every god above that my name wouldn't be drawn because I couldn't handle it. I'd rather not play if my friend was going to cover for me anyway.

Matteo appeared at my door, obviously sent in by Gabriel to calm the storm and to talk some sense into me. “Listen, I can spare you two guys for the afternoon to help you clean up. I don’t know where Maria is, but I suppose she got the afternoon off. Put on a brave face, finish the week and we will talk about this tomorrow afternoon ok?” he said soothingly. “No! Fuck Gabriel and fuck this place! I’m leaving!” I screamed at Matteo. Taken aback by my outburst, Matteo grabbed me and hugged me until I had calmed down. Tears of rage, betrayal and disbelief ran down my face, soaking Matteo’s shirt while he calmly patted my hair and rocked me in his arms.