Mr. Timberlake burst into the conference room, his face etched with worry. "Where's Jackson?" a reporter asked, thrusting a microphone in his face. "He's supposed to be here, accepting the nomination. What's going on?" Mr. Timberlake tried to sidestep the question, but the reporters closed in, sensing something was amiss. That's when he spotted Ava, sitting calmly in a stunning suit, a triumphant smile spreading across her face. The room erupted into a flurry of camera clicks and questions as Ava stood up, her confidence and poise commanding attention. "It seems my opponent is nowhere to be found," she said, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "I think it's clear who the winner of this election is." “It's not yet over Mrs. Richardson.”A reporter approached her, skepticism etched on his face. "You're being a bit presumptuous, aren't you, Ava? We don't even know where Jackson is yet." Ava's smile never wavered. "I think we can make an educated guess, don't you?" she said, her e

Luke gently broke away from the kiss, his eyes gleaming with triumph. Ava's eyes widened, her gaze hungry for more, her lips still parted in anticipation. Luke's smile grew wider as he whispered, "I won."Ava's eyes flashed with realization, remembering the bet they had made. She had promised to give up her revenge if she fell for him, and now she was trapped. Her eyes narrowed, but she couldn't speak, couldn't admit defeat.Luke's smile softened, his eyes filled with understanding. "Don't worry, Ava. You can continue your revenge, but no blood must be spilled. Promise me a fair game, and I'll agree to whatever scheme you want."Ava's eyes searched his face, looking for any sign of deception. But Luke's gaze was sincere, his eyes shining with a promise of support. She nodded slowly, her voice barely audible. "Okay."With a satisfied smile, Luke wrapped his arm around Ava's shoulders, pulling her close as they walked away from the warehouse, heading home. Ava didn't resist, her body re

Luke and Ava sat at the dinner table, sipping their coffee and watching the TV as the broadcaster announced the shocking news."Breaking news, folks. Jackson Timberlake, the former candidate who went missing before the election, has been found and is now in the hospital. But that's not all. The police bureau has just dragged him out of the hospital with a warrant for his arrest."“Seems like a lot is happening under.”Ava's eyes widened in surprise as the broadcaster kept speaking. "What? That's crazy!"Luke's expression was calm, but his eyes gleamed with interest. "Wait, it gets better."The broadcaster continued, "And the reason for the arrest? Jackson is suspected of being the killer of Mr. Greenfield, the former owner of Image Corp Enterprise. The police have found solid evidence to instigate the accusations."“You know about this?” “Yup! When I said I would help you, I wasn’t taking my word for a joke.” Ava's jaw dropped. "No way. Jackson would never do something like that."“Ye

Ava's eyes narrowed, her grip on the phone tightening. "Confirm me, Officer Thompson. Is Jackson free?"Officer Thompson's voice was smug. "Yes, Ava. He's a free man. And there was nothing we could do to stop him. They got the proof that Uncle Smith was the real criminal and he's got the upper hand now."Ava's anger simmered, her mind racing with the implications. "How could they do this, Officer Thompson? How could you let him get away with it?"“Sorry…” Officer Thompson apologizes as his voice suddenly turns cold. "You know how it works, Ava. Power and money talk. And Jackson's got both. I’m just a pawn in his game, and I always have been. When I think I’m one step ahead, there’s always an escape route for them."Ava's eyes flashed with fury. "Those monsters, Uncle Smith and Jackson. They’re just as bad as they are from the beginning."Officer Thompson's laughter was mocking. "Maybe so, Ava. But we’re the ones who are going to come out on top. And for now, you're just going to have

Jackson's eyes blazed with anger as he turned to Amelia, demanding an explanation. "You're the mother, but I'm not the father? How is that possible, Amelia? Tell me the truth for once!"Amelia's eyes darted wildly, her voice trembling. "It's not what you think, Jackson. I swear, you're the father. I don't know what's going on here. There must have been some mistake somewhere."Jackson's face reddened with rage. "Stop your lies, Amelia! You've been deceiving me for far too long. I'm done with this charade. I'm going to divorce you tonight!"“You can’t do that, what of your father? What is he going to say about it? Huh?”Amelia's words became a desperate plea. "No, Jackson, please! Don't say that. I'll do anything, just don't leave me!"“Don’t use my father against me.”But Jackson was unforgiving. He pushed her away, his eyes cold with contempt. "You've lost the right to beg me, Amelia. You've lost everything."As he stormed out of the doctor's office, Amelia collapsed to the ground, her