ES_Medusa

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.”

Marrying My Father’s Enemy

Chapter 90: Eira Getting Arrested: Checkmate!

The sound of the chandelier in the vast conference room was the only noise.

Henry leaned back in his leather chair, a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth.

He placed a thick folder on the polished table in front of him and slid it toward his lawyer, who gave a curt nod of approval.

"She won't be able to resist this," Henry said in a quiet but firm voice. "Send the details to her. Let's see if Eira is as clever as she thinks."

The lawyer hesitated for a moment. "And if she bites?"

Henry's smirk widened. "She'll wish she hadn't."

"She's my daughter, but it's best if I show her who exactly her father is. And once she realizes, she will be happy to accept me as her father."

Eira stood by the window of her small office, her arms wrapped around her chest.

Rain streaked the glass, blurring the view of the city.