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AVADaniel was still staring at me with shock evident in his eyes.“What are you going to do?” he asked, his voice filled with worry.“Please, can I borrow your phone?” I asked, ignoring his question completely.He handed it over without hesitation, searching my face for answers I wasn’t ready to give. I dialed Emma.She answered on the third ring. “Daniel?”“It’s me, Ava.”“Oh, Ava. Is everything okay?” she asked, concern lacing her tone.“Emma, I need your help,” I said, my voice still thick with emotion but now laced with cold determination. “From now on, I want you to look into Sienna’s every move. Every call, every meeting, every person she contacts. Track her accounts, her drivers, her security… everything. Report to me daily by 7 p.m. No excuses. Can you do that for me?”Emma sounded surprised. “Whoa… okay. This is sudden. Did something happen? You never wanted me getting too close to her before.”“Things have changed,” I said coldly. “She crossed a line today that can’t be unc

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DANIELAva walked through the door smiling…a real, satisfied smile that actually reached her eyes. For a second, I felt a wave of relief wash over me. After everything that had happened today seeing her like this made me think maybe she was starting to come back to herself.I stood up from the couch and walked toward her. “Hey, you’re back. That smile looks good on you. I was worried when you stormed out earlier.”Before I could ask anything else, she cut in, still smiling but with a sharp edge to her voice.“We need to leave this place.”“What?” I blinked, caught off guard. “Leave? What are you talking about?”“Now, Daniel,” she said urgently, not even giving me time to finish. “We don’t have time. We need to go. Tonight.”I stepped closer, searching her face. The smile was still there, but now I could see it was the wrong kind—“Ava, talk to me. What happened while you were out? You left here furious, and now you’re smiling but telling me we need to run. Sit down and tell me everythi

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AVAI woke up to the sound of my new phone buzzing nonstop on the nightstand. Sunlight streamed through the large bedroom. Still half-asleep, I grabbed the phone and opened it.The news was everywhere.“Julian Harrington Files for Divorce – Cites Wife’s Affair with His Brother”“Shocking Paternity Scandal Rocks Harrington Group”“Sienna James Exposed: Carrying Victor Harrington’s Child While Married to Julian”I sat up quickly, heart racing with dark satisfaction as I scrolled through the headlines. Comment sections were brutal. People were calling Sienna a slut, a gold-digger, a home-wrecker. Julian had given a teary-eyed interview this morning, playing the perfect victim.“I never imagined she could betray me like this,” he said on camera, voice cracking. “I thought my brother Victor died six years ago. To discover she was sleeping with him behind my back, carrying his child while pretending it was mine… it’s devastating. I can no longer continue this marriage.”I laughed bitterly.

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SIENNAThe video call with Ava ended abruptly, leaving me staring at a blank screen with tears streaming down my face. My hands were shaking so badly I could barely hold the phone. That bitch. That heartless, backstabbing bitch.Before I could even catch my breath, my phone rang again. Julian’s name flashed on the screen. My stomach twisted.“Sienna,” he said coldly the moment I answered. “I just got back. Come to the study right away.”“I’ll be there in a—““Now!!”His tone left no room for argument. I wiped my face quickly, touched my belly, and made my way downstairs.Julian was standing behind his massive oak desk when I entered. His face was stone-cold. Without saying a word, he slid a thick stack of papers across the desk toward me.Divorce papers.My heart stopped. “Julian… what is this?”“You know exactly what it is,” he said flatly. “Sign them.”Tears filled my eyes again. I stepped closer, clutching my belly. “Julian, please. This is all fake. None of it is true. The baby is

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AVAMy phone rang while I was still sipping my morning coffee in the beautiful kitchen of Daniel’s secret house. The number was unknown, but the caller ID showed it was from a London hospital.“Hello?”“Am I speaking with Ava Morrison?” a polite voice asked.“Yes, this is she.”“I’m calling from St. Mary’s Hospital. I was instructed to inform you that Sienna James was admitted last night and has just given birth to a baby boy. Both mother and child are stable.”I froze for a second, then a slow, wicked smile spread across my face. “Already? So fast?”“Yes, ma’am. It was premature, triggered by extreme stress. She had an emergency C-section. The baby is in the special care nursery for observation but doing well.”“Thank you for letting me know,” I said sweetly, my mind already spinning with possibilities. “I really appreciate the call.”I ended the call and walked into the parlour where Daniel was reviewing some security footage on his laptop.“Daniel, guess what?” I said, unable to hi

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AVAI drove back to Daniel’s secret house with a smile that refused to leave my face. The image of Sienna’s broken expression in that hospital bed played on repeat in my mind like the sweetest symphony. The way her eyes had widened with pure hatred when I touched the bassinet, the venom in her voice when she spoke to Julian — it was all perfect.I felt powerful and Victorious.As I pulled up to the beautiful modern house hidden on the outskirts of London, the exterior lights glowed warmly against the dark evening. This place still took my breath away every single time. I stepped out of the car, my white dress still pristine, my heels clicking confidently against the stone path.The moment I walked through the door, Daniel looked up from the couch where he sat with his laptop. His eyes scanned me from head to toe, then softened with that familiar mix of concern and admiration.“I saw the news,” he said, a small smile tugging at his lips.I couldn’t help it… my smile widened into someth

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SIENNAI sat up in the hospital bed, my body still aching from the C-section, but my mind was razor sharp. The private room felt like a cage now. I grabbed my burner phone and dialed quickly, pressing it to my ear.“Have you heard from him?” I asked the moment the line connected.The man on the other end hesitated. “No, boss. He’s not back yet. I think they got to him.”“Damn it!” I shouted, my voice echoing off the sterile walls. I slammed my fist against the mattress. “Useless. All of them are useless.”I ended the call without another word, breathing hard through the pain in my lower abdomen.Good thing I always have a second plan.I pulled out the second phone… the one linked to the tracking device I’d planted on Ava’s dress when she leaned over the bassinet like some fake saint. My fingers flew across the screen. The location had moved for a while, then stopped in a quiet, wooded area on the outskirts of London.“Have they found out about the device?” I muttered to myself, zoomin

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AVA I woke up slowly, wrapped in the warmth of Daniel’s arm draped possessively over my waist. Waking up next to him have been my favourite part of beginning everyday. Last night’s scare with the tracking device still lingered, but the high from yesterday’s hospital visit refused to fade. I smiled to myself, remembering Sienna’s devastated face. I carefully slipped out of bed, threw on a silk robe, and padded downstairs to the kitchen. Daniel joined me a few minutes later, already dressed in a black t-shirt and sweatpants, looking far too attractive for this early. “Morning,” he said, voice still rough with sleep. He came up behind me and kissed the side of my neck as I poured coffee. “You slept better than I expected after everything.” “I did,” I replied, leaning back into him. “I keep replaying her face in that hospital bed. She looked completely destroyed, Daniel. It was beautiful.” He chuckled softly but didn’t say anything. We sat at the kitchen island with our cof

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SIENNAThe sharp ring of my burner phone jolted me awake. Pain shot through my abdomen as I sat up too quickly, the fresh C-section wound protesting angrily. I winced, clutching my belly, and grabbed the phone from the nightstand.“Malcolm,” I answered, voice hoarse from sleep.“Morning, Sienna. Sorry to wake you,” Malcolm said in his usual low tone. “We have a situation with the man you sent to follow Ava.”I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, breathing through the pain. “Tell me.”“He was captured. Daniel’s men got to him while he was circling the property. They dragged him away before he could report back.”My blood ran cold. “Has he talked yet?”“I don’t know,” Malcolm replied. “My source inside says they are at a certain warehouse torturing him, no one knows how much longer before he talks or if he had talked already. Still… we can’t take chances.”I clenched my jaw. “Send someone reliable right now. Silence him permanently. Make it look like he tried to escape or overdosed.

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AVAThe morning sun filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office as I stepped out of the elevator, my Louboutins clicking sharply against the marble floor.Clara was already waiting at my desk, her usual efficient smile in place, tablet in hand. She looked polished in a navy pencil skirt and cream blouse, her hair pulled into a sleek bun.“Good morning, Ava,” she greeted brightly, falling into step beside me. “You’re early today. Here’s your schedule.”I took the tablet from her and scanned it as I settled into my leather chair. “Walk me through it.”Clara nodded. “You have a 9:45 call with the investors from Dubai regarding the new property acquisition. Then at 11:00, the marketing team briefing for the spring campaign — they want your final approval on the visuals. Lunch is at 1:30, but I kept it flexible. At 2:30, you have a meeting with Legal about the upcoming merger documents. Then from 4:00 to 5:30,Video conference with the executives.”I leaned back, tapping my p

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