A Wife's Cold Smile of Revenge

gacy I was sworn to protect. I held the weight of my family's name on my shoulders, a responsibility I never once took lightly. I poured my l

s my fi

ashing against the window, a storm that mirrored the one raging inside me. My company was gone, dismantled piece by piece. M

aken by the man

o pulled him from the wreckage. I used my own funds, my company's resources, to clear his name and his debt. He

y connections, my family's capital, to help him climb the ladder of th

I trusted him completely. That was my mistake. He stole my designs, the innovative blueprints

t my ribs. He didn't even have the decency to look ashamed. He was standing

never betray me!" he sneered, his face a mask of co

ily's contract. A tool. If it weren't for avenging what your family did to Emily's years ag

oundation of my child's future without a second thought. The hatred I felt in that moment was a living thing, a fire

en, I

ce family estate. Sunlight streamed through the window, warm on my fac

and. The date was two years ago. The exact d

staircase, my hand gripping the polished wood railing. There they were. Mark, looking younge

ar it made my stomach churn. His eyes met mine, and in that split second, I saw it. It wasn't

e had come

reach my eyes. My grandfather, the patriarch of our family, stood near

and confident. I stopped in front of the

steady. "Since Mark likes this woman so

, a screaming match. He had not expected this. He didn't know th

partner in crime, his key to avenging some imagined slight. I saw her

, with absolute certainty, that she would drain him of every