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The Unlikely Ally's Vengeance

Chapter 1 

Word Count: 899    |    Released on: 30/06/2025

room counter, its faint blue lines confirmi

in

ller, had poured every ounce of my architectural talent, my energy, my love into helping Mark Johnson build his real estate empire. After my parents

deal yet, a deal built on the very land my family had owned for genera

s friends. I could already picture his face, the charismatic smile that

and boisterous. Mark' s voice, rich and confident, rose above the others. I paused, m

ower!" one of his

nt architect behind

warmed wit

stop. "So, Mark, with this deal closed, when are you and Lisa Chen makin

? My mind went blank. It had to

g. "Patience, my friend. We' re announcing the engagement at the gala next mon

uddenly cold, heavy. I leaned closer to

his voice lower. "She' s been with you for

all its warmth, dripped with a chilling disdain I had never heard

short, humo

land on a silver platter. And her talent? Can't deny it. She worked herself to the bone fo

reciative chuckles. My stoma

She has no idea I was the one who made sure that old farmhouse of hers had a little electrical 'a

arents. The fire. The smell of smoke that still haun

ices inside faded into a dull roar in my ears. He had killed them. He had killed my parents a

t, man. I heard her talking on the phon

aby to term, a perfect little surrogate. She' ll be so grateful I'm 'stepping up' she won' t ask any questions. Once the

sudden, silent void of my mind. He

he polished floor. The door swung open slightly more, but no one inside noticed. They were too busy laughi

een so excited to share just moments ago. It was all a lie. Our life

, a silent scream trapped in my chest. The world went dark at the edges as the monumental

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“A faint blue line on a pregnancy test confirmed the dream I' d nurtured for four years: twins. I, Sarah Miller, an architect, was about to surprise Mark Johnson, the man I loved, the man who had pulled me from the wreckage of grief after my parents' suspicious death, the man whose real estate empire I had meticulously helped build. But when I reached the exclusive downtown club, laughter spilled from the private room, and a voice asked, "When are you and Lisa Chen making it official?" My world shattered as Mark' s confident voice, stripped of all warmth, replied, "Sarah? Sarah was a means to an end. A very useful tool." Then came the true horror: "She has no idea I was the one who made sure that old farmhouse of hers had a little electrical \'accident.\' Best investment I ever made." He killed them. The man I loved, my savior, was my parents' murderer. Everything I believed was a lie. The twins I carried, conceived in a deceit, were just leverage for him, a means to an heir Lisa couldn' t provide. The overwhelming betrayal, coupled with a searing pain in my abdomen, sent my vision blurring. I stumbled out into the cold, hard rain, racing toward my parents' graves, only to collapse in a pool of blood. The hospital confirmed my worst fear: I had lost the babies. I lay there, numb and broken, until a nurse revealed my unlikely rescuer: David Johnson, Mark' s estranged uncle, the man Mark had ruthlessly driven out of his own family business. He was the one who collected my cracked phone, its wallpaper a perfect picture of a perfect lie, with his stern, disapproving gaze in the background – a witness I had always ignored. This man, haunted by the same demon, would become my unlikely ally. Mark had taken everything from me: my parents, my children, my name, my work. Now, I would take it all back.”
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