AMBERMy heart leaps into my throat as I spot Eugene Davis, the imposing figure of power who is Harper's husband and my father-in-law. My breath catches, and for a fleeting moment, my confidence wavers. Though he may not possess Harper's overt hostility, I can feel his disapproval in every glance he's cast my way. He's never approved of me as Lucas's wife, and his presence here is a stark reminder of the complicated web I've woven.Harper beams with pride as she introduces Eugene to her friends, her affection for him evident despite his stoic demeanor. "Oh, Eugene, Harper didn't tell us that you're gonna come here. We should have waited for you. We played poker," one of her friends chirps.Eugene Davis, his demeanor as imposing as ever, attempts a strained smile. "I'm just here to fetch my wife. I had a long day at the company. As much as I want to have some bonding time with my wife's friends, I can't." His response carries the weight of his responsibilities as a CEO.One of Harper's

AMBERAlone in my room, the weight of my thoughts pressed heavily on my chest, making it hard to breathe. My imagination ran wild, spiraling into the dark abyss of revenge. It was both exhilarating and terrifying, the power I now held over the destinies of those who had wronged me.Brittany Davis—the name echoed in my mind like a chant, igniting a surge of emotion that threatened to consume me. She hadn't been the direct perpetrator of my suffering, but she had stoked the flames that had devoured my life. A fire that had ravaged my self-esteem and left me broken.Her perfectionism grated against my nerves, a constant reminder of how inadequate I had felt in my past life. How I had been molded into someone I wasn't, just to fit the warped expectations of a family that had never truly cared. I despised her for being everything I was forced not to be—successful, independent, beautiful, and confident.But it wasn't just about that. It was the way Lucas, my “ex- husband”, clung to her like

AMBERThe next day at the clinic, I was engrossed in my work when Sebastian approached me, a mischievous glint in his eyes. He handed me an envelope, a small smile playing on his lips. "What is this, Sebastian?" I asked, my curiosity piqued."Why don't you take a look, Amber? I have a feeling you'll find it quite interesting," he replied, his voice laced with anticipation.Pausing my task, I opened the envelope, and my eyes widened as I saw a stack of documents nestled within. My heart raced with a mix of surprise and gratitude as I skimmed through the papers, realizing that they were all about Brittany Davis and her boyfriend Matthew."S-Sebastian! You really shouldn't have done this. I never asked you to go to such lengths for me," I stammered, feeling both embarrassed and deeply appreciative.Sebastian leaned against a nearby desk, arms crossed. "It's too late for that, Amber. Consider it a gift from a friend who understands your situation. I know you need resources for your plans,

AMBER The anticipation hung heavy in the air the next day as we waited for our plan to unfold the next morning. Sebastian and I had meticulously orchestrated a scheme that would exploit the tensions between Brittany and her socialite family, pushing them into a conflict with Matthew's parents. The key element was the fake dinner invitation sent from Matthew's personal email, a gesture that would lure the Davis family into the lion's den. Sebastian had managed to hire someone to hack into Matthew's email, granting us the opportunity to send the invitation. My heart raced with nervous excitement as I read the email before it was dispatched—a special dinner invitation from "Matthew," suggesting a surprise secret dinner. The wording was calculated to pique Brittany's curiosity and feed into her desire for Matthew to win her parents' favor. As the hours ticked by, Sebastian and I shared a sense of apprehension. We had put everything on the line for this plan, and now it was up to fate to

Harper's disdain for the puppies was palpable; she viewed them with an undisguised mixture of repulsion and irritation. To her, these dogs were far from the high-end breeds she was accustomed to, and their presence in Matthew's home was an affront to her sensibilities. As the puppies scampered around with unrestrained excitement, she nearly pushed them away in her desperate attempt to distance herself from them.Matthew's parents, however, were not about to tolerate any harm coming to their beloved pets. Anger flared in their eyes as Harper's actions escalated the already tense situation."What the hell? Don't touch our dogs! Don't lay your hands on them, Harper! You have no right!" Matthew's father's voice rang out with authority, his protective instincts kicking in.Harper's tirade against the dogs continued unabated. "You all have a stinky house, and now stinky dogs! Disgusting!" she proclaimed, her voice dripping with scorn.Brittany, mortified by her mother's behavior, pleaded wi