Chapter 199 Chapter 199: “You gave her the ring,” Skye said, her voice dead. “Skye, wait—” Alistair reached for her. “It’s a replica! It has a tracker in it p> “I’m done,” Skye said. She pushed past him. She walked past the sobbing Victoria, past the flashing cameras. She held
Chapter 198 Chapter 198: “Victoria. Enough,” Alistair growled. He looked at Skye. His eyes were dark, intense. “Skye. Please. We need to talk p> “I’m busy,” Skye said, checking her watch. “I have a company to run p> “Five minutes,” Alistair pleaded. “On the balcony. If you don’t like what
Chapter 197 Chapter 197: She looked like a queen of the underworld. “Announcing Ms. Skye Sterling, CEO of Oracle Holdings,” the doorman boomed. Conversation stopped. Heads turned. Skye descended the stairs alone. She didn’t look for approval. She looked for targets. Outside the ballroom doors, Liam argued with security. He’d
Chapter 196 Chapter 196: Alistair’s jaw tightened. “It’s not about love, and it’s certainly not about money,” he said, his voice dropping into a dangerous growl. “The Hayes family is under investigation by Interpol. Victoria is the informant. If I don’t play the doting fiancé, the Triad puts a bullet
Chapter 195 Chapter 195: “Read it,” Liam growled. Lee sighed. “Victoria Hayes, the heiress to the Hayes shipping fortune and long-rumored fiancée of Alistair Thorne, touched down at Heathrow this morning. Sources say she is back to claim her man and plan the wedding of the century p> Liam stopped
Chapter 194 Chapter 194: Paramedics swarmed him, lifting him onto a stretcher. As they loaded him in, Liam caught one last glimpse of Skye. She handed the clipboard to Ms. Davies. She didn’t look happy. She didn’t look sad. She just looked free. “It’s done,” Alistair said to Skye. “You’re
Chapter 193 Chapter 193: The car door opened. A large black umbrella unfolded. Alistair Thorne stepped out. He was dry, warm, and impeccably dressed in a charcoal suit. He walked over to the gate, looking at Liam with a mixture of amusement and disgust. “You look like a drowned rat,
Chapter 192 Chapter 192: “It’s beautiful,” she said. Liam’s heart leaped. “It is. It’s yours. Please, Skye. Just give me a chance p> Skye stood. She picked up the ring box and walked to the fireplace, where a fire crackled. She tossed the box into the flames. Liam watched in
Chapter 191 Chapter 191: Skye threw a ledger onto the coffee table. It landed with a heavy thud. “You embezzled four million dollars in five years,” Skye said calmly. “You used my father’s grief-induced stroke as cover to siphon funds. You sold my location to Seraphina’s hitman three times. And
Chapter 190 Chapter 190: Alistair didn’t say anything. He just pulled her into his chest, wrapping his arms around her tightly. “It’s over,” he murmured into her hair. “Part one is over p> Skye buried her face in his shirt, inhaling the scent of gunpowder and sandalwood. She didn’t cry.
Chapter 189 Chapter 189: Liam saw the look that passed between them—the intimacy, the trust. It was something he’d never had with her. Jealousy, hot and acidic, surged through him. “Get away from her,” Liam growled, stepping forward. “This is between my wife and me. You have no business here,
Chapter 188 Chapter 188: She looked at Liam, desperate for an ally. “Liam! Tell them! Tell them she’s lying p> Liam rose slowly. He looked from the recording device to Seraphina. The fog of sedatives seemed to clear in an instant, replaced by cold, hard clarity. He remembered Lydia’s fake
Chapter 187 Chapter 187: The bold text on the top page was visible to everyone in the front row: PETITION FOR DISSOLUTION OF MARRIAGE. “This is my gift to the happy couple,” Skye announced, her voice ringing through the church. “Consider this the wedding reception you never got to have
Chapter 186 Chapter 186: A phalanx of six bodyguards in dark sunglasses marched in, clearing a path. Behind them, silhouetted against the bright daylight, stood a woman. She wasn’t wearing black. She was a flame in a room of ashes. The red dress clung to her curves like a second
Chapter 185 Chapter 185: “You’re not…” Harper gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. “Skye, you’re not going to wear that to your own funeral p> Skye smiled. She reached for a tube of lipstick in the same shade of red. “They want a tragedy,” Skye said, applying the lipstick
Chapter 184 Chapter 184: She reached out to touch his arm. Liam flinched as if burned. He swung his arm out, knocking a cup of hot tea off the table. It splashed onto Seraphina’s hand. “Ah!” Seraphina screamed, clutching her hand. The burn was minor, turning the skin pink, but
Chapter 183 Chapter 183: Beatrice Kensington sat in the morning room of the Manor, spine stiff against the brocade chair. She folded the newspaper with precise, angry movements and set it on the silver breakfast tray beside her untouched tea. “This is a disaster,” she declared to the empty room.
Chapter 182 Chapter 182: “No,” Liam whispered. He reached out with a trembling hand and took the bag. He clutched it to his chest, curling around it as if to protect it from the rain, as if his body heat could bring the owner back. “No, no, no, no p>
Chapter 181 Chapter 181: As the heavy oak doors closed behind her, the glitter of the gala seemed to fade, replaced by the cold, rhythmic pounding of a different storm. His mind, fractured by grief and guilt, dragged him back to the moment his world truly ended. [Flashback: One Month
Chapter 180 Chapter 180: One month later. The Charity Gala was the event of the season. Everyone was there to see who the new owner of Sterling Corp was. Liam stood by the bar, drinking whiskey. He looked terrible—gaunt and unshaven. He was a ghost haunting his own life. Seraphina