Evelyn’s breaths came in ragged bursts, each inhale a gasp for control she no longer possessed. The vineyard stretched endlessly below the terrace, the rolling hills and cypress-lined lanes mocking her with their serenity. Once a symbol of power, now a cage. She was stripped bare, stripped of allies, finances, influence, everything.Jaxon stood a few paces away, calm, deliberate, an unrelenting shadow in black tailored precision. His presence was a storm contained, measured but devastating. Every step he took was deliberate, a predator closing the circle.“Mother-dear,” he said softly, a single syllable that carried decades of ice and fire. His hand rested lightly at his side, empty, yet it radiated the kind of authority that made men crumble. “Look at what’s left. Tell me, do you see it?”Evelyn’s gaze darted to the terrace’s edge, then to the guards at her side, trembling and useless. “You… you won’t...”“I already have,” he interrupted, cutting her off like a blade through silk. “E
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