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Chapter 6\u00a0<\/p>\n
Julian didn\u2019t move. He just watched me climb into Adrian\u2019s car. The car pulled away, leaving him standing\u00a0<\/p>\n
there.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He\u2019d never felt so out of control. Like he\u2019d been gripping a string too hard, and it snapped.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When he got back to the empty villa, panic hit him for the first time. He\u2019d always had me whenever he wanted. Always seen worship in my eyes. He never thought I\u2019d actually walk away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s throwing a fit. She\u2019ll get over it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Julian lit a cigarette, hands shaking, and muttered under his breath. He pulled out his phone and opened our\u00a0<\/p>\n
thread.\u00a0<\/p>\n
[Stop this childish game.]\u00a0<\/p>\n
[I\u2019ll give you three days to come home. Don\u2019t make me come get you.]\u00a0<\/p>\n
He sent it. Nothing came back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Three days later, the men he\u2019d sent to watch me came back with photos. I was with Adrian everywhere they\u00a0<\/p>\n
checked. They said I was getting ready for a solo recital.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In the photos, I was smiling. Calm. Serene. It made something twist in his chest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He started blowing up my phone. Calls went straight to voicemail. His texts turned green, delivered but\u00a0<\/p>\n
ignored. I\u2019d blocked him. He snapped.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He trashed his study, smashing anything he could get his hands on. He couldn\u2019t understand how I\u2019d become\u00a0<\/p>\n
someone he didn\u2019t recognize, in a few months.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He ordered his team to dig into my life and Adrian\u2019s background. He needed to know what the hell had\u00a0<\/p>\n
happened after I walked out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Watching Julian unravel over me made Vivian see red. She couldn\u2019t let him find out what had really\u00a0<\/p>\n
happened.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She moved fast, before his investigators could turn up the truth, fabricating a new reality herself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She tracked down an estranged cousin of mine and bribed him. Then she hired a specialist to manufacture a fake digital paper trail.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The messages laid out how I\u2019d planned it from the start, getting close to Julian on purpose.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Using his feelings to drain his family dry. There was even a plan for how I\u2019d faked Mom\u2019s death to wring him for sympathy and cash.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vivian put it all together carefully. She knew Julian never trusted anyone easily, and he hated liars more than anything, especially when it involved money, or the rare moments he actually let his guard down.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 6\u00a0<\/p>\n
60.00%\u00a0<\/p>\n
She wanted him to give up on me. Better yet, she wanted him to hate me so much he\u2019d never let it go.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That night, Julian came home drunk. Vivian handed him the folder. She started crying, making her voice shake, like she was the one who\u2019d been hurt.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cJulian, I knew this wasn\u2019t my place.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBut I couldn\u2019t just stand by and watch her keep using you like this.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Julian opened the folder and went through it. With every page, his face drained of color, replaced by a cold, hard rage.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chat logs. Bank transfers. Everything laid out in black and white. I\u2019d been playing him from day one. Every word I\u2019d said about loving him was just to get his money.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He slammed the folder down so hard the table shook. Veins bulged in his temples. \u201cYou played me for a fool, Lily.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
His jaw clenched, hatred burning in his eyes. He grabbed his keys and stormed out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vivian watched him leave, a smile spreading. She pulled out her phone and made a call. Her voice was slick\u00a0<\/p>\n
with venom.\u00a0<\/p>\n
[Leak it. Tell them Lily, the so-called plano prodigy, faked her own mother\u2019s death for a payday. I want her destroyed.]\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\u2032\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 6\u00a0<\/p>\n
60.00%\u00a0<\/p>\n
Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter. With a flair for crafting emotionally intense plots and unforgettable characters, she blends love, desire, and drama into every story she writes. Cedella\u2019s storytelling style is immersive and addictive\u2014perfect for fans of heated romances and heart-pounding twists.<\/p>\n
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