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He sounds as giddy as a child who has solved a puzzle for the first time in his life. “W-What secret?” My heart starts beating erratically once again. Apparently, I was so lost inside the world of lust and pleasure that I forgot about this part. It’s like my mind totally blacked out this information. He says he knows my secret but that's not possible, right? Amber made sure no one knew about it. But Elliot was capable enough to capture her Photos at the airport and spread a rumour about her. It's not impossible for him to know our secret. Now, I'm getting nervous, scared even.

It nagged at the back of my mind like an itch I couldn't scratch, urging me to dig deeper and uncover the truth. Every morning, as I rode the elevator up to my office, Walter Caine was there, greeting me with that same warm smile. But behind that smile, I couldn't help but feel that there was something he wasn't telling me – something hidden beneath the surface. So, I continued my research, delving deeper into the enigma that was Walter Caine. I scoured the internet for any information I could find, searching for clues that might shed light on his true identity and intentions.

𝑊𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑦, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑒𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑟𝑢𝑠ℎ 𝑚𝑒. ⎯⎯ Alberto slowly closed the journal, his eyes drifting away from the pages as his mind whirled in shock. The revelations he had uncovered left him feeling stunned, dazed, and speechless. He couldn't believe that Carlotta, the woman he had trusted and loved, had kept such vast secrets from him for over 36 years.

My heart palpitated and although no one else spoke up about being anxious, I knew I wasn't the only one experiencing anxiety in the room. She started off, fearlessly. "It was Jane who secretly took Mavis' crucial documents for me to keep, having noticed our whirlwind romance despite our efforts to keep it hidden. I've now realized that Jane's actions were the supposed reason for Mavis' visits to San Francisco. According to him, he came to look for his belongings. However, the truth is, there was more to his frequent trips than he let on. Jane knows him all too well, although he wanted those items, he was too ashamed or maybe proud to uncover his true intentions." Jane was there but she didn'

Then, with a goofy look, he blurted, "This is a dream, isn't it? Because if it's not, there's no way I'd talk my heart out!" Evangeline was not about to skimp on a white lie when she saw how adamant Walter was. She gently caught his wildly gesturing hand and reassured him with a smile, "Of course, it's a dream. So you can say anything. No one will ever know. Isn't it exhausting to keep secrets? You'll feel better once you let it out, won't you?" She was trying her best to convince Walter they were in a dream. To her surprise, Walter glanced at their intertwined fingers. Then, as if a lightbulb went off, he nodded. "Yeah, this has got to be a dream."

"Relax, Uncle Song, I've already prepared something for you. Here, you'll feel better after you eat this, but you can only eat it after you get on the plane." Zion replied mysteriously.? In truth, Walter was rather curious but he pretended to still be angry.? Then, he left the Ye's Mansion and returned to his company to arrange for a trip overseas under the guise of a business trip.? Before that, Walter opened up the small package Zion gave him and he found a piece of candy inside. The revelation made Walter chuckle angrily.? "Ugh, that little brat pranked me again!" Even so, Walter still swallowed the candy whole and he imagined himself swallowing Zion the whole time.?

A faint frown forms on my lips. “What is this…” I murmur under my breath. I slide a finger under the flap and tear it open. A single white sheet. I pull it out and unfold it. The moment my eyes land on the words, my entire body goes still. I KNOW YOUR SECRET AND THE TRUTH YOU ARE TRYING TO HIDE. AMARA ROOSEVELT. My breath catches. My fingers tremble so violently the paper almost slips from my grip. No. No… no, no…

That was no small thing, and they were not about to slack off. I nodded hard. "Every word of it." Shirley was freaking out. She tried to shut me up, but a cop blocked her way. I gave her a sideways glance, her face all twisted up, and marched with the cops to Shirley's office. That was where her secret book was hiding. Well, someone was selling off scrap steel from the factory, but it was not me. It was her precious little brother, Walter Scott. Walter was always the smart one, taking the shady paths, until he got tangled in businesses that headed abroad.

EVELYN’S POV I make my way through the dimly lit private room of the club, itching to get my mind off work. I left Evelyn Harper at the entrance of the club, and now, only Mistress V remains, a confident woman in latex and a mask covering my face. This is my escape, after a day of being the invisible secretary who fetches coffee and schedules meetings for the most terrifying man in the city, I can be Mistress V. I can finally be seen, I can give out orders. This is why I love Mistress V, she lives a life that is opposite to mine, and when I’m her, I forget the hell I live through as Evelyn.

Lily turned and walked out. I watched her leave, then pulled out my phone. I opened a secure line and made a call. "Phoenix? This is Aurora Arkin." It was the first time I had ever spoken my true last name inside Thorne Industries. "Yes. I need to consult you on a unilateral breach of secret investment contracts. Evidence? I have it all. Every contract, every wire transfer." I hung up and opened a hidden wall safe in my office. Inside were all the investment contracts signed under the "Arkin Trust."