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.”
Chapter 91: I Played You
Henry's smirk slowly faded as he stared at the folder on the table.
His hands rested motionless, the small tapping of his fingers stilled as the silence grew heavier.
Callian leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his calm body a funny contrast to the tension in the room.
"Go ahead," he said again in a lazy tone. "Take a look. You've been so confident this whole time. Let's see if you still are."
Henry's jaw tightened.
He didn't reach for the folder but turned his eyes toward Eira.
She sat back in her chair, her wrists still cuffed to the table, but her confidence was the same.
"Whatever is in there," Henry said slowly, controlling his voice, "you're playing a dangerous game, Eira. One you don't have the experience to win."
Eira tilted her head, her lips curved into a cold smile. "Funny. I seem to be holding my own just fine. Maybe the real problem is you underestimated me. Again."