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Marrying My Father’s Enemy

Eira Hax, the daughter of a once-wealthy heiress, has spent her entire life in the shadows. Twenty-two years ago, her mother, a kind-hearted but naive woman, was deceived by her husband, a ruthless businessman. He stole her entire fortune and framed her for a crime, sending her to prison, unaware that she was pregnant and secretly battling terminal cancer. Eira’s mother died alone behind bars, but not before giving birth to Eira, entrusting her with a burning desire for revenge. Now, two decades later, Eira returns with one goal: to destroy the man who ruined her mother’s life—her own father. To do so, she strategically marries his most powerful rival, Callian Reed, a man as dangerous as he is influential. Together, they plot to destroy her father’s empire, piece by piece. But as Eira is pulled deeper into a world of business, power and revenge, she’s forced to confront her own problems and decide just how far she’s willing to go to avenge her mother. “I’m not your enemy, darling…you should know that by now.” “Callian, everything you do is not written in our contract. Why are you breaking it?” “The more I learn about you, the more I hate everyone who hurt you. So please, Eira, let me get rid of them for you.”

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A Game Of Words

Chapter 106: A Game of Words

Callian leaned against the sleek black car parked at the edge of the quiet street. 

The air around him felt unusually still, like the calm before a storm. 

His watch glinted under the dim streetlight as he checked the time. He was early, but that didn't matter.

The sound of approaching footsteps broke the silence.

He turned, catching a man walking toward him. 

He was tall, with short black hair that fell neatly over his forehead, and striking blue eyes that mirrored the young depths of Henry Blackwood's.

"Mr. Reed," the man said, his voice calm yet carrying a distinct edge. 

"You've been asking questions about me. I thought it was only fair to give you the answers directly."

Callian straightened, "Who are you exactly?"

The man stopped a few feet away, his hands casually tucked into his coat pockets.