Chapter 10: The Reckoning
Author: Bella Grace
last update2025-07-06 05:15:30

Her eyes darted back to Michael, who had been watching her calmly the whole time.

He was seated like a king in his territory, draped in a well-tailored navy-blue suit, with a crisp white shirt peeking beneath, and a matching pocket square sitting perfectly in his breast pocket.

His hair was neatly trimmed, his beard shaved clean, his posture relaxed, but there was something new about him. Something quiet but dangerous.

It was power.

Sophia could hardly breathe. The man sitting before her didn’t look like the one they mocked and kicked out of the house just days ago.

He didn’t look like the one Victoria once ordered to wash her bathroom floors. No. This man was different.

His silence alone carried weight.

A week ago, Clarissa had driven Michael straight from the Donovan estate to the Ainsley Estate. It wasn’t just a house, it was an empire. The mansion stretched like a palace, sitting proudly on acres of land guarded by well-trained security.

Michael had been quiet during the drive, st
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