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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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Christmas Eve And Callian

Chapter 135: Christmas Eve And Callian

Eira pulled her coat tighter around herself as she stepped off the curb, the winter wind biting at her cheeks. 

Her boots crunched against the thin layer of snow that had started to blanket the sidewalks. 

It had been a long week.

Too long. 

Every step felt heavier, her exhaustion tugged her body down like lead.

The streets were quieter than usual, with most people rushing to finish last-minute shopping before Christmas. 

Eira wasn't in the mood for the holiday cheer, though. 

She just wanted to get home, crawl into bed, and let sleep take her away from all the mess that seemed to follow her everywhere lately.

As she crossed the corner near her building, her shoulder brushed against someone else's.

"Oh, sorry," the man said quickly, stepping back to give her space.

Eira barely glanced at him. "It's fine," she murmured, her voice soft and tired.