“I know how we can resolve this.”
He grabbed my wrist and pulled me forward.
To my shock, he had brought Yvonne along.
She was being held on an abandoned yacht, flanked by two guards with a gun pressed to her forehead. Her face was streaked with
tears.
The moment she saw us, Yvonne began wailing. “Mr. Harlow, I’m sorry! I really know I was wrong!”
Victor let out a cold laugh.
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“It’s time for you to atone.”
Then he pulled the trigger.
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So, this was the great love of his life.
When he killed me back then, his face had at least paled.
Now, holding the gun, his expression didn’t waver in the slightest.
I clenched my fists tightly.
“Feel better now?”
I looked away.
“Mia, I know I was wrong. I’ve regretted it every day for years. I’ve done everything I could for you-”
“Stop!”
I couldn’t bear to hear another word.
Victor’s gaze darkened once again. Then he laughed.
“3 a.m. So, this is the moment you’ve been waiting for, isn’t it?”
Three in the morning was the exact time the media reported William’s death from a heart attack in my previous life.
“Mia, do you really think that without the Grant family’s backing, and with a useless ally like Graham, you can actually beat me?
Let me show you who’s truly winning tonight!”
Victor grabbed my arm and dragged me to his car, heading straight for the Harlow Corporation headquarters.
The moment we entered the building, I noticed the flashing red light near the elevator bank.
Victor’s private security had sent an emergency signal.
It was clear what they were telling him: William was dead.
The elevator shot up to the top floor, where the air was unnervingly quiet.
The building’s security had already been completely taken over by Victor.
When the elevator doors opened, the scene outside the chairman’s office stopped me cold.
The hallway was packed with people, shoulder to shoulder.
Victor pushed the door open, and in unison, they called out, “Mr. Harlow!”
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There was no need to wonder who had emerged as the winner. The answer was obvious.
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Inside the room, Graham was tied to a table and restrained by two guards.
Two more security personnel held me firmly by the arms.
Victor sat casually on the sofa, exuding smug confidence as he extended a hand toward me.
“Come here, my wife.”
I simply stared at him in silence.
Victor extended his hand closer, his smile radiating confidence. “Mia, from this moment on, I’ll make you the brightest star in
the business world.”
I glanced at the crowded room, packed with people.
The timing couldn’t have been better.
Tilting my head slightly, I looked at Victor.
“Have you really won?”
Victor’s brow furrowed as he scanned the room, a flicker of doubt crossing his eyes.
There were too many unfamiliar faces.
“You ungrateful child!”
A thunderous voice rang out from the doorway, cutting through the tension. “You’re being way too reckless!”
Victor’s head snapped up, disbelief written all over his face.
Standing at the entrance, dressed in a robe and flanked by guards, was none other than William.
