Broken Promises, Unbreakable Will

e into a billion-dollar empire, its glass-and-steel headquarters a testament to her visio

his face smudged with dirt but his eyes holding a desperate, intelligent spark. She was just a college student then, full of ide

ness, about how to navigate the world of the elite. Her family, the powerful Davis clan, had been skeptical at first, but Liam' s charm and the undeniable succe

iam," he had whispered, his voice a dry rasp. "You two... you are the future. InnovateTech is your shared child. Promise me y

ehind the curtain, while he was the face, the dealmaker. She never minded the background. She loved him, and she believed he loved her. She thought about their wedding

e to go. Chloe, remembering her own compassion for a boy in an alley, opened her home without a second thought. Sarah was family. You helped family.

't part of, late nights at the office he said were for work. Chloe was a genius at reading co

. She' d planned a special dinner, leaving work early to prepare his favorite me

prise w

ognized with a sickening jolt, and Liam's deeper murmur. The bedroom door was slightly ajar. Through the crack, she

y. She backed away slowly, her body numb, her mind a blank slate of shock. She turned and walked out of the penthouse, closing the door softly behind her. She stood outside in the hallwa

didn't scream. The pain was too deep for that. It was a silent, gut-wrenching sob that tore th

d. He froze when he saw her, crumpled on the floor. Sarah peeked out from behi

iam asked, his voice a tool of confusio

have the strength to fight, to scream, to demand answers. She just felt

she said, her

rn vanished, replaced by cold annoyance. "Don'

ng to talk abo

he city more powerful than her family, more untouchable than Liam. Mark, the reclusive billionaire. A man known for his eccentricities and his utter lack of inter

and found the private number her grandfather had

iam. He cornered her in the office,

u're marrying Mark? The cit

self, and felt nothing but a vast, cold emptiness. Her pain

d, her voice s

as the fury of a man whose property was acting of its own accord. It was the confusion of a king who couldn't believe his most loyal subject had just walked away from