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Zoey stood in the kitchen, her eyes scanning every single tray like her life depended on it. Nothing could be wrong. Not tonight. Not when everything had to be perfect.She moved between the staff, fixing small details no one else would even notice. “No, the napkins go with the silverware,” she said, her voice calm but firm, even though exhaustion was creeping into her bones. “Not on the side. Keep everything clean and consistent. If one table looks off, it ruins the whole setup.”This party wasn’t just another event. It was the event. The Alcantara end-of-year celebration. The one Caleb’s late mother used to host with pride. And now? Now it was Zoey holding everything together, making sure the tradition stayed alive like it actually meant something.Even if no one ever thanked her for it.“Mrs. Alcantara…” a maid said softly, stepping closer like she was afraid to interrupt. “Mr. Caleb asked if you could personally handle the flower arrangements. He said they need to match the govern

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“Isn’t this supposed to be her house?”The words were barely more than a whisper, yet sharp enough to cut through the soft hum of conversation in the ballroom. Zoey caught them as she passed by, a tray of appetizers balanced carefully in her hands, her heels clicking softly against the polished floor. Two women lingered near the buffet table, their eyes narrowing as they exchanged knowing glances.For a moment, Zoey froze, feeling their gaze sweep over her, linger on her in a way that made her stomach tighten. Then their attention drifted to the center of the room, where Caleb and Linda stood hand in hand, framed by the glittering chandelier above them. They looked effortless, untouchable—the perfect picture of the night’s focal point.Zoey’s fingers clenched around the edges of the tray, the porcelain threatening to slip beneath her grip. She had spent the better part of the day orchestrating every last detail of the evening—from the perfectly aligned centerpieces to the meticulously

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"Why is the salt too much, Zoey?"The shrill voice pierced through her thoughts as she placed the last dish on the long table, the sweet aroma of her freshly brewed coffee wafting past her nostrils. It was Chelsey, her husband's younger sister, glaring at her plate as if it held poison. She dropped her fork with an exaggerated clatter. "Do you want to kill us all with this salt?"Zoey’s jaw tightened. Normally, she would have brushed it off with a forced smile or a polite apology. But not today. Not after everything.“What do you mean by that?” Zoey snapped, her voice sharper than she intended. “If you have a problem, maybe you should start going to the kitchen yourself and cooking your meals.”Chelsey’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Excuse me?” she spat, standing from her chair. “You dare to speak to me like that? You, who should be in the kitchen to begin with? You’re nothing more than—”Zoey let out a bitter laugh, shaking her head as she set down the pitcher of juice in her hand. “

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Lady Alcantara was the first to break the suffocating silence that had settled over the room, her voice slicing through the air like a whip. “You want a divorce, Zoey? Really? Do you even understand the gravity of what you just said?” Zoey didn’t flinch. She planted her feet firmly, her shoulders squared, and met Lady Alcantara’s gaze without a flicker of doubt. Her voice was calm, measured, but every word carried the weight of unshakable resolve. “I don’t care. I want a divorce. And I’m not changing my mind.” Caleb let out a low, mocking snort, leaning back in his chair with the ease of someone entirely unconcerned by the storm he had stirred. His smirk was infuriatingly casual, as though her declaration was little more than a minor inconvenience. “A divorce?” he drawled, his tone laced with disbelief. “Let’s be honest—this marriage was never built on love. I married you because Father pitied you, thought you deserved a family. And now? Now I’m in love with Linda. And you… you’re u

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Zoey stood tall in front of the governor’s mansion, the morning sun warming her face and making the gates gleam. She paused for a moment, letting the silence of the empty courtyard settle around her, and drew a deep, steadying breath. Her heart was calm, but her mind raced with the importance of this visit. Then, turning to the guards who stood at attention, she spoke clearly, her voice steady and confident. “Tell the governor that Celine Santos is here to see him.”The guards glanced at each other, their expressions a mix of curiosity and caution. For a long second, no one moved, and Zoey felt the weight of their silent judgment. Finally, one of them gave a slight bow. “Right away, Madam,” he said, his tone formal but respectful.Zoey waited as the doors of the mansion slowly swung open. When they did, a rush of cool, fragrant air spilled out, carrying the scent of polished wood and fresh flowers. She stepped inside, her heels clicking softly against the marble floor, and allowed her

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"Caleb Alcantara, I need a word with you immediately," the governor’s voice boomed through the speakerphone, leaving no room for argument.Caleb frowned, gripping the edges of his desk. "What could possibly be so urgent?""It's about your upcoming marriage to Linda. Come to my office at once."Caleb didn’t waste time. He strode into the governor's residence minutes later, his irritation barely concealed. As soon as he stepped into the grand living room, the governor's stern expression greeted him."Governor, what’s going on?" Caleb asked, his voice laced with frustration as he bowed. The governor sat down slowly, his gaze piercing. "Your marriage to my daughter is being delayed."Caleb blinked, stunned. "Delayed? For how long?""A year, maybe more."Caleb’s jaw clenched. "Why? I’ve already waited long enough to be with Linda. I can’t delay this again."The governor leaned forward, his tone sharp. "You will delay it because Celine—no, Zoey—came to me seeking a divorce. And I have gran

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Chelsey spun around the living room, her laughter ringing through the high ceilings and echoing off the polished walls. The chandeliers above seemed to catch the light of her joy, glittering as if celebrating her victory. “Finally, the witch is gone!” she exclaimed, throwing her arms wide, a triumphant grin plastered across her face. “Caleb can marry Linda, and we can all move on. No more drama, no more trouble!”For a moment, the house seemed to hum with her happiness, but the sound was abruptly cut short by the heavy, echoing thump of boots on the marble floors. Chelsey froze mid-spin, her grin faltering as the sound grew closer, more deliberate. Her stomach twisted as a line of guards appeared in the doorway, their faces stern, their eyes unreadable.“What is the meaning of this?” she asked, forcing a smile, though unease laced her voice. She tried to sound confident, but the sudden tension in the air made her swallow hard.The head guard stepped forward, his posture rigid, his fac

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“What?!” Both Chelsey and her mother exclaimed loudly in disbelief. The same Zoey they had looked down on, taunted, and treated like a nobody owned all they had?Chelsey stumbled back, her laugh dying in her throat. "You’re joking.""I wish I were," Lord Alcantara replied, his voice heavy.Her mother crossed her arms, scoffing. "You’re telling us this entire estate belongs to her? A girl who came out of nowhere?""She didn’t come out of nowhere," Lord Alcantara said, his tone darkening. "Zoey—no, Celine—is the daughter of President Santos."The room fell into stunned silence."What?" Chelsey whispered, her voice barely audible.Lord Alcantara nodded solemnly. "Years ago, President Santos’s only daughter went missing. She was thought to be dead, but she wasn’t. She was found and brought to me by someone who trusted me to protect her."Chelsey’s mother gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. "You’re serious? That girl is... his daughter?""Yes," Lord Alcantara confirmed. "And everything w

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Zoey sat silently on the cold, unforgiving courthouse bench, her hands resting stiffly in her lap as her eyes remained locked on the thick stack of divorce papers laid out before her. The fluorescent lights above cast a harsh glow over everything, making the white pages look even more final, more real, like there was no escaping what they meant. The faint echo of distant voices and shuffling footsteps filled the room, but to her, it all sounded muffled, like she was underwater, drowning in the quiet end of something that once felt endless.Beside her, Caleb leaned back in his chair with careless ease, one ankle resting over his knee, his arms crossed tightly across his chest as if he were bored rather than present at the collapse of their marriage. His face was unreadable, a perfect mask of indifference, like none of this touched him at all. Like five years meant nothing. Like she meant nothing.“It’s over,” the judge declared flatly, the sharp sound of the stamp hitting the paper sli

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Chelsey's tear-streaked face was a blur beside Caleb as they hurried through the hospital doors. Caleb’s heart pounded as he held his mother close, doing his best to calm himself down as a man."Mother, please, stay with me," Chelsey sobbed, clutching her mother's hand. "Don’t leave us."The bed was brought and he placed her on it gingerly before she was wheeled away into the emergency room.Caleb stood outside the emergency door, his mind racing. What could have caused this? His mother had always been strong. He could feel the tension in the air, and though he was desperate to know what had happened, his mother's health came first. He wasn’t going to let fear cloud his judgment.Shortly after, the doors to the emergency room swung open, and the doctor stepped out. He was a tall, lean man, with an air of authority. Caleb rushed forward, his eyes pleading. "How is she, doctor? What happened?"The doctor adjusted his glasses and spoke in a calm, yet stern voice. "It was a mini panic a

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