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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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#POSSESSIVE
#SWEETLOVE
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#PREGNANCY
#LOVEAFTERMARRIAGE
#RICHDAUGHTER
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Beatrice’s Game

Chapter 145: Beatrice's Game

-Five hours ago…-

The situation at Eira's flagship store was in full swing... 

But just a few blocks away, in the shadows of Eira's apartment building, Beatrice and Steven were quietly making their move.

Beatrice adjusted her gloves, her eyes narrowed as she glanced at Steven. "Are you sure this is the right building?"

Steven sighed, clearly frustrated. "For the last time, yes. I've been here before. This is where she keeps everything. Now keep your voice down."

Beatrice smirked. "Oh, please. Everyone's too busy praising her little empire to notice anything happening here."

Steven muttered under his breath as he picked the lock on the back door. The lock clicked, and the two slipped inside, the hallway eerily silent.

Beatrice moved through Eira's apartment like she owned the place, her eyes scanning every corner with contempt.