steady. She was facing her grandmother in the family study
d pity. "Chloe, love is a luxury. We are talking about surv
ne was absolute. "That's gone. It hurts, yes. It hurts mor
use. He will run InnovateTech into the ground, and he will t
atilda repeated,
in held high. "Someone so powerful that Liam wouldn't dare to
asked, skeptical. "There are few people i
Chloe sa
een in public in a decade?" Matilda' s voice was filled with disbelief. "Chloe
ly owes us a debt of honor from my great-grandfather's time. He is a man of his word. He is reclusive, but
trategist, but her beloved granddaughter, willingly walking into a gilded prison to save them all. She reache
rom the hallway. The front door opened and closed. Liam and Sarah wa
hloe and his grandmother. His eyes n
sharp and accusatory. "Are you p
ugh," Chloe said,
way. You can't stand that I chose Sarah over you." He looked at her, his expression filled with
smile. "Chloe, please don't be like this," she said softly, her voice just loud enough for Liam to
erformance. The self
embrace, glaring at Chloe over Sarah's head. "Don't you dare say that, Sarah. It
her like a sister. She remembered buying Sarah her first designer dress, helping her with her college applications, listening to her endle
uest house on the estate. It was a small but significant property, reserved for important visitors. Gi
a word, but her eyes, glittering with victory, delivered a