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“He’s just afraid to bring her around you vultures.” A ripple of laughter spread through the room, light but laced with something darker. Camaraderie, yes—but also calculation. This wasn’t friendship. It was survival masked in smiles. Then—softly, like a whisper in a storm—Allie caught a name that made her blood run colder. Vivian. She turned her head slightly, the motion slow and careful, like a predator sensing another in its territory. There she was. Vivian Brooks, seated like a queen among her court, draped in silk and secrets. She laughed at something one of the women said, her polished nails dancing against the rim of her wine glass. But her eyes—those familiar, steely eyes—met Allie’s

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The feelings he had developed for her would eventually go away and no one would ever have known. "Yes," he responded with a grin. "This is what I want." He leaned in and kissed Brooke, who kissed him back. Yes, Brooke could do this. She could fight temptation, she could fight James. It was time to let this secret out of the closet, to make way for a new one. She had slept with James not even an hour ago. What would Sandino do if he knew that? KAHLAN AND CHAD

Thompson frown. When she was a kid, she was too close to her grandfather. Neither was she not the successor of the Thompson family; they treated her right. She's the favorite granddaughter of Mr. Thompson. "You know there was a house in the middle of the forest. I owned that house and even the land. You will live there with Sebastian." Solene nodded. She bowed her head as she felt embarrassed that Bruce witnessed how badly her relative treated her. She felt scared that Bruce might take advantage of her and abuse her.

Vince asks as Lester gives him a cheeky grin. “Something my assistant is going to help me with” Lester smiles. “This is top secret; you can’t even tell Tiffany what we are about to do” he adds, opening the envelope and pulling out the piece of paper inside to reveal its contents. Vince’s eyes grow wide when he reads what was on the paper. “What do you need me to do?” he asks, smiling he gets to help Lester with revealing the sex of the baby.

He did not know if he could afford to provoke this person. However, there was good news. The opponent actually possessed the legendary Innate Path Physique! This was something his family's ancestors had repeatedly emphasized. If they encountered someone who had Innate Path Physique, they had to capture them! The finely dressed man became excited. This courtyard belonged to Topher, an independent cultivator. If Chase had backing or support, it would only be Topher. Recently, Topher had been in a very good mood. It seemed he had indeed taken this Innate Path Physique as a disciple. However, it was unfortunate for Topher that he had discovered this treasure.

Old money empires built on secrets nobody outside knew aside their clique. I dropped the newest folder into its place among the others, while my fingers lingered on the crisp label for just a moment. PROJECT ZENEX. “Let’s see,” I murmured, “if love would survive this one.”

“I was so desperate to fit back in with the girls I shared the little bit of gossip the day I found out with one of the girls and she told Ambrosia who called me right away. I only repeated what I’d heard. Then she showed up with you at the coffee shop and I figured you must have told her too but then you fought and –” “And instead of asking me?” Keshaun was gasping for breath, his rage palpable. “Instead of telling me you eavesdropped on a private conversation and then shared the details of my best friend’s dead brother’s personal life, you double-downed on your duplicity? You’re my fucking wife Kara. I should be able to trust you with secrets shared in our house!” “I hate it there! I hate

“I’ve arranged for someone to shadow her. Discreetly. We’ll know everything—where she goes, who she talks to, what she says. If there’s something to uncover, we’ll find it.” I smiled, satisfaction blooming in my chest. “I’ve waited years for this,” I whispered. “I know,” Xavier said, approaching me. “And soon... we’ll have the theatre.” I looked up at him, my voice low. “And she’ll have nothing.” He nodded. “We’re not rushing. We’re watching. Waiting. And when the moment’s right, we strike.” I moved toward the liquor cabinet and poured myself a glass of wine. The crimson liquid swirled in the glass like secrets waiting to spill.

“It’s one of the finest apartments in the city. High security, no breaches, very private.” Clara nodded slowly, looking around. “It’s beautiful.” “It is,” Zara agreed quickly. “I love it already.” Mrs. Kirk turned to Clara. “What do you think?” Clara hesitated. “I like it.” Zara raised a brow at her. “Like? You love it.” Clara gave her a look. Mrs. Kirk continued, “The building offers top-tier security. No unauthorized access. You’ll be very safe here.” Clara nodded again, but something was already sitting in her chest.