Ethan shifted uneasily. “But what if we get caught?”“We won’t,” James stated flatly. “We’re not amateurs. Besides,” he added, a cruel smile spreading across his face, “even if something goes wrong, they’ll never suspect *me*.”“But Isabella…” Ethan started.“James interrupting said that Isabella is so infatuated with Samuel that she cannot see what is happening right in front of her, displaying obvious disdain in his voice. "She's a mere pawn in this game, just like everyone else."In Samuel's office, located on the other side of town, the tension could be felt."Are you saying that confidential information has been leaking in a systematic way?" Samuel's voice reverberated in the room as he stared at the security chief with unwavering eyes."Sir, yes," the man responded, his face appearing pale. We have identified several illegal data transfers occurring in the last couple of weeks. Tiny quantities, nearly imperceptible, yet the combined impact is substantial."Who bears the respo

Three days later The opulent office, once a symbol of Golden power and success, now felt like a prison. The silence hung heavy, broken only by the occasional muffled sob from Mr. Golden."I... I can't believe this," Samuel said, his voice hoarse. "How could Sterling do this? We are family." Isabella sat beside him, her hand resting on his."I know," she whispered. "It doesn't make sense." Samuel looked up, his eyes red-rimmed. "He was always... different. Ambitious, yes, but this..." He trailed off, shaking his head. "We need to figure out why," Samuel said, his voice firm. "There has to be a reason beyond simple greed.""What about Monica?" Isabella asked. "And the child? How does that fit into all of this?"Samuel ran a hand through his hair, his face etched with frustration. "I don't know. But I intend to find out." He stood up and began pacing the room, his mind racing."James said he manipulated the marriage agreement. We need to see the original document. Compare it to the one w

Aria's eyes widened. "Monica? Are you sure that's a good idea?"Isabella was determined. "I need to hear it from her myself. I need to know the truth."Aria nodded. "Okay, I'll go with you."They found Monica at the same fancy hotel, lounging by the pool with a smug look on her face."Well, well," Monica said with a hint of sarcasm. "If it isn't the wronged wife. What do I owe the pleasure?"Isabella stepped forward, her eyes blazing. "Tell me the truth about you and Samuel's kid."Monica raised an eyebrow. "And why would I do that?""Because I know you're lying," Isabella said, her voice rising. "This is all a setup, and I'm going to find out the truth, one way or another."Monica chuckled, a harsh, grating sound. "You're delusional, honey. Everything I've said is true. Daniel is Samuel's son."Aria pulled out a file. "These are records linking you to several illegal activities and some very powerful men. If you don't tell us the truth, this goes straight to the police."Monica hesit

Jill's confident expression faltered, a hint of surprise flickering across her face. "I honestly don't know what you're talking about," she said, feigning innocence. Isabella confronted her directly. "Don't play dumb with me. I overheard everything – the photo, the lies, the whole plan to break us up. It was all you." Jill's composure finally crumbled. "So what if it was?" she retorted, her eyes flashing with anger. "He deserves better than you. You're just a gold-digging Bennet." "That's not true!" Isabella shot back, her voice shaking slightly. "You're just jealous – jealous of our happiness, jealous of the love we have." "Jealous?" Jill scoffed, her voice dripping with disdain. "Don't flatter yourself. I'm simply protecting my brother from a manipulative woman like you." "Protect him?" Isabella repeated, her tone laced with sarcasm. "By framing my father? By feeding Samuel lies?" "Your father was involved in some shady stuff," Jill insisted, her voice rising. "He's getting

Aria sat across from Isabella, her expression composed but serious."So," she began quietly, leaning forward. "Tell me everything."Isabella hesitated, her fingers nervously tracing the outline of the Gemini Heart pendant resting against her chest."It’s… complicated," she said softly."I’ve dealt with complicated before," Aria replied, her gaze steady and unyielding. "Try me."Isabella drew in a deep breath."My name isn’t Isabella," she said at last, her voice barely more than a whisper. "It’s Jennifer. Jennifer Clarke."Aria’s eyebrow lifted in surprise."Jennifer?" she repeated. "But… you look exactly like Isabella.""That’s because…" Jennifer’s voice trembled slightly. "We switched bodies. Our souls— they swapped."For a long moment, Aria simply stared, her expression unreadable. Then her eyes narrowed in skeptical curiosity."Switched bodies?" she echoed slowly. "You’re telling me your souls traded places? How in the world—?""It’s a system," Jennifer said quickly, her hand tigh