My Second Chance, His Regret

thday, I would marry a Kline and crown the next CEO. For years, I chased

bracelet meant for me to my stepsister

ed. "I'm about to be CEO. I can't

ly name. He humiliated me, cheated on me with Juliana, an

lapped me in public and even tri

erable marriage. He slowly poisoned me, and I die

s back at that party, just moments be

truth. And I knew I wo

pte

Cain

sentence than a promise. It dictated that on my twenty-second birthday, I w

t behind me, the weight of his words settling on my shoulders. The air in

to avoid. Brett Kline. And he wasn't alone. A gaggle of his cousins a

d like the Red Sea, leaving Brett standing there,

in," one of the cousins, a sharp-

chasing after Brett, Faith?

face," another muttered, loud enough for me

egendary co-founder, as if his ghost we

w she acts," Zara said, her voice dripping with false

sky. He let their words hang in the air, each one a small, sharp stone thrown in my dir

?" Brett' s voice cut through t

d, his gaze sweeping

ng on his lips. "You were in with my father,

this whole 'daughter of the fallen partner' story is g

e me feel small and pathetic. He thou

nued, his voice low and menacing. "But it's over. Y

this city is talking about us. About how you won't leave me alone.

ace. "And just so we're clear, running to my fa

d given me a thousand times in our miserable marriage, the look that preceded

life, a love so blind it had led me to my de

f. The Faith he remembered would have crumbled. S

he wa

," I said, my voice sur

aze without

erdinand on my side. He's

r a moment before del

r my twenty-second birthd

The smirks on the faces of his cousins f

mmered. "Here? Ferd

sonally involved himself in family social affairs for years, not since his wife passed away.

party was more than just a

my twenty-second birthday, I would choose one of his sons to be my husband. My choice would not only determ

s were as

read across Zara' s face

purred, "congrat

py with feigned admiration. "Looks lik

nally g

g certainty. He looked at me, a triumphant glint

oice laced with condescending victory. "

e raking over me. He lowered his vo

g," he hissed. "I hope you don't make

me" sent a chill down my

nditions. We will live in separate wings of the house. You will not interfere in my personal affairs

ho of our past life in his words, that I al

re

ssed in a simple white dress that made her look innocent and fragile, her long hair falling

ld, calculating man who had just delivered an u

not well." He rushed to her side, his voice la

nst him weakly. "My father insisted I co

touch gentle. "It's

k to me, and the coldness re

're perfectly healthy, but you still need an entourage. Julia

around her, pulling her aw

he hall, he glanced b

his voice a low threat. "Behave yourself. If

and bitter, ro

Br

how badly I wan

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