Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Widow’s Game: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 17

Genevieve left the Holloway Estate. For a moment, she kept driving, hands steady on the wheel, eyes fixed on the road ahead. Only when the estate had disappeared from her view did she finally realize the weight of what had just happened.She didn’t just inherit the Holloway Group. She inherited enemies.The realization came with a clarity that made her fingers tighten around the wheel of the car. The Holloway Estate. The company. The power. None of it existed in isolation. Every decision Charles had made in that will carried consequences—people who felt entitled to what she now owned, people who would never forgive her for being chosen by him. She wondered why Charles chose her and not his mother or any of his cousins. She didn't have a child for him, she was not a Holloway by blood, and she was never deeply involved in the affairs of the company. She only helped Charles review some documents and gave him some business advice when he was still alive. The fact that he chose her was sti

Sunday arrived faster than expected. Genevieve spent the morning seated in Charles's private study. Sunlight poured into the room through the windows, falling across polished shelves lined with books on finance, art, and history. She sat behind the desk, stacks of documents spread before her, her tablet glowing with spreadsheets and financial records from the Holloway Group. The Holloway Group official board meeting was the next day, and she wanted to be familiar with the company's financial record.The Holloway Group was a company that dealt with shopping complexes and kitchen wares. They owned chains of shopping complexes across the country. They had four big shopping complex and they were building the fifth one before Charles died. They also owned a manufacturing company that made the kitchen wares.She had expected a drop in the company's financial performance after Charles’s death but not this. Profits had declined more than expected over the past three months. Two major investor

Genevieve returned home later that evening by 7 pm. She was really tired. Who knew becoming a CEO of a company would be this stressful?The Holloway Mansion stood quietly behind its iron gates as usual; the house shined in a way that felt a little bit different. She didn’t notice it at first—not until the gates opened faster than usual, smoother, and almost soundless. The car moved into the driveway. Her driver opened the door for her while her security protocol surveyed the surroundings for anything unusual.When Genevieve stepped inside the house, the air felt the same—cool, filled with the faint scent of perfume, polished wood, and lavender—but something was different. It was only when her housekeeper, Mrs. Evans, appeared in the hallway with her usual polite smile that Genevieve finally paused.“Welcome home, ma’am,” Mrs. Evans said. “The installation was completed earlier today.”Genevieve frowned slightly. “Installation? What installation?”“Yes. The security protocol team from

Genevieve did not speak for the first five minutes when she stepped into her car after leaving the restaurant. Helena sat beside her in the backseat, quiet and observant, while the driver kept his eyes on the road. The security vehicle followed behind.Genevieve rested her elbow lightly against the door and stared ahead, but she wasn’t seeing the city. She was seeing Dominic. The way he had looked at her when she walked into the lounge. The way he had tested her with Senator Franklin’s name. The way he had said, “I know a lot of things, Mrs. Holloway.”And most of all—when he said, "Be careful. It’s not as simple as you think."It didn’t sound like a threat. It sounded like a warning.Her fingers tightened slightly around the handle of her bag. Dominic Rourke was not a man who wasted his words. If he had canceled his contract with Charles before his death, then he had seen something coming. Something that Charles had ignored.“Is everything alright, ma’am?” Helena asked softly.Genevi