Scarlett returns from the dead—not as the woman her family framed and imprisoned, but as a legendary military commander feared across the world. When the ex-husband who stole her child demands a divorce, he has no idea he’s awakened the vengeance of the woman he destroyed. But one question still haunts her: did her baby really die?
“It won’t be easy.” Louie gave a faint, bitter smile. “That’s fine. I’m already used to – “ “Should take one to two months before you’re standing again.” The words hit like a clean interruption. Louie froze. “I… what?” Amy pressed a hand to her chest. “You mean… he’ll walk again?” “Walk?” Dr. Nyx said…
Theron’s grip tightened around the file, his knuckles turning pale. A storm gathered in his eyes. Then he reached the next line. She had been released two days ago. And right outside the prison gates, she had signed divorce papers. His gaze shifted to the final page. A photograph. Taken five years ago. His pupils…
“You’re not getting it.” “…Excuse me?” Sadie blinked, then let out a short, incredulous laugh. “You think I’m not getting it? Since when do you get a say in that? Who do you think you are?” “Want to make a bet?” Scarlett said, her tone flat. “You’re not landing that role.” Sadie burst out laughing.…
“You’re one of SH’s top directors. Every project you touch is a hit. Please… help me, just this once.” The director’s gaze darkened as it dropped to her hand gripping his arm. A slow, greasy smile spread across his face. “Sadie… you know I’ve always had a soft spot for you.” His voice lowered. “If…
Instead, she turned to Howard. “Call the Land Bureau. And the military office. Tell them to approve it immediately.” The room went silent. Then – a few people couldn’t help it. They almost laughed. Immediate approval? Did she think she owned those departments? The arrogance was unbelievable. They held it back only because of her…
Scarlett studied his flushed, satisfied expression. It didn’t take much to guess what had just happened. If she wasn’t mistaken, Sadie was probably downstairs right now, waiting for his answer. “The female lead?” Scarlett said lightly. “That’s not happening.” The director hesitated, anxiety creeping in. He had just sworn to Sadie that he’d do everything…
“…What? One-one hundred million?!” Sadie froze, standing there like a statue, her mind completely blank. Ten minutes later, she walked out of the audition area, her face pale as death. The moment she stepped outside, she saw Scarlett-standing there, as if she’d been waiting for her. Sadie’s breath hitched. ‘Stay calm… don’t lose it.’ If…
“From the Cross family,” he said, handing it over. Scarlett opened it. Inside was a custom-made violet evening gown-elegant, luxurious, clearly expensive. Matching jewelry. A designer clutch. High heels. Even a full set of makeup. Everything was prepared. Her phone rang. Theron. She answered. “Do you like it?” His voice was low, smooth-like a cello’s…
She didn’t dare fall behind. After a while, hunger set in. She didn’t dare say anything- Until they passed a sweet potato stand. The smell… It was too much. She finally ran up and tugged lightly at Mossa’s sleeve. “Mom… I’m hungry. I want that…” “Don’t touch me!” Mossa shoved her hard. Her small body…
He had stepped past her without realizing it. His gaze was locked on Scarlett – completely captivated, as if under a spell. He was already walking toward her. That single moment made Sadie’s grip tighten around her dress. Her jealousy flared into something almost uncontrollable. “Scarlett, you’re here – that’s wonderful,” Sadie said, instantly switching…