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"Due in three weeks. If we don't pay, we lose everything. The house. The cars. The art collection. The family name. Everything your grandfather built." I'd heard this yesterday. But hearing it again, watching my father's face twist with rage and desperation, made it real in a way it hadn't been before. "Marcus was supposed to fix this. The marriage contract. The merger with Cross Empire. The patents would have saved us." He stopped pacing and looked at me. Really looked at me. I didn't like that look. "You're almost identical," he said quietly. "Same height. Similar build. Same coloring." My mouth went dry.

She decided to use it, specially she is hearing some sound that coming behind that door. She twisted her clip and inserted it on the keyhole on second try it click. What meet her sight was something that cannot accept. Her husband is lying on the couch half naked and there is someone working on top of him. with tears in her eyes she turn to leave, So Jordan is back to his old ways . So much for the promise that he is a changed man.They were not able to finish a year and yet he is unable to hold his promise.

Diego spontaneously covered his face because he was unable to hide his wide grin when he found out Stellina’s unpredictable reaction. “Yes, you’re right. Indeed, I want to make you as a replacement for my wife,” remarked Diego when he managed to gain back his composure. “But is it wrong for me if I want to make my little daughter happy, and in the same time preventing the sadness of my father-in-law?” argued Diego, his tone sounded somehow demanding. “Do you think my heart wasn’t broken, when I heard the news regarding the death of that woman I loved so much?” Diego kept on his world-class acting.

"You're brilliant. Show them." Then he opens the door. The boardroom is all dark wood and leather chairs. A massive table dominates the center, surrounded by twelve men in expensive suits and one woman with silver hair and sharp eyes. Everyone looks up when we enter. Their faces tell me everything I need to know. Skepticism. Condescension. One man openly smirks. "Gentlemen, Margaret," Dominic says, moving to the head of the table. "Thank you for making time this morning. I'd like to introduce my wife, Iris Laurent. She'll be presenting our restructuring plan."

His tears fall non-stop. He clenches his chest, getting up. He starts laughing loudly Like a maniac. A few words were echoing in his head. " Are you talking about Alisha? Oh. She might have died somewhere. It was your last chance to save her. You know I am not a good father. I was never. Oh.. But if you still want. You can replace Alissa in her place. they look the same but Alissa has little problem in her brain. She may die soon, following her adorable sister."

I sat in front of the mirror in the room and brought out a note from my bag. “Dear sister, Annie Smith framed me and ruined my reputation. Daniel Wilson, the one I've loved all my life, betrayed me. I'm sorry, I can't carry on. Please live the life I couldn't live. I love you so much my dear sister.” I felt like a knife had been thrusted into my chest as I read out the note, my eyes welled up with tears. “Sister, I'll avenge your death and make those who made life difficult for you pay for their sins.” I promise, I said as I let my tears flow down freely.

“This is done now. You were just a substitute. But no more. Do I make myself clear?” She locked eyes with mine, and I saw the fire in them. She didn’t like being called a ‘substitute’, but she knew better than to argue with me right now. I had the power to kick her out, so if she wanted to stay, she better just shut up and do as I said. “Do I make myself clear?” I repeated, still glaring. “Crystal clear,” she replied, her voice haughty. “No more substitutes. Not for you.” She locked her eyes on mine, a smirk on her face. “But I’ll continue to be Oliver’s substitute. Poor boy needs a mother, don’t you think?”

Eric looked startled and said aggrieved, “What do you mean? I’m your husband. Are you still thinking about another man?” I ignored him and finally spoke to her calmly. I said, “Even if you pretend to be Wendy, it is useless. Her position has already been revoked, and the company already has a new general manager.” After her staged death, someone quickly replaced her. She looked like she had been struck again. She glared at me and became hysterical. “Was this your doing? What right do you have to take my position?!” I shook my head lightly. “Go home and live your life. Stop clinging to illusions.”

“I won’t leave you! Not after everything. Not when we finally have the truth.” “You have to,” I said softly, reaching out to touch her face with my free hand. “Take our son. Live. Be happy. That’s the only way this ends right.” Zane cried harder, reaching for me. “Richard, no!” Caleb’s eyes were wet as he gently pulled Camilla and Zane toward the door. The water was chest-high now. Time was running out. “I love you,” I told Camilla, meaning it with every broken piece of me. “Both of you. Tell Zane every day that his father loved him enough to choose him.”

“I love Ava. I’ve always loved her.” I stumbled back, my chest tight, my vision blurring with tears. “What… What are you saying? You told me… you told me you loved me!” “You were a replacement,” he said. “Something to replace her until she came back.” Replacement. The walls seemed to close in on me, and breathing became harder. Ava turned to me then, a smile playing on her lip, “Did you really think you could keep him?” she taunted. “He was always mine, Emma. You were just… convenient but now I'm back.”