"I didn't mean to steal your fiancé!" Layla choked out through her tears. "I just couldn't help falling in love with him. I've always been so envious of you, Camila!"
Camila's gaze flickered between them, her heart pounding a relentless rhythm against her chest.
"Envious?" Camila finally spat out, her voice sharp with incredulity. "Envious of what, Layla? My life falling apart?"
"Yes, envious!" Layla sobbed, her voice breaking. "You've always had everything—the perfect family, the perfect life. And I have nothing." Her chin quivered as she struggled to maintain her composure.
"Nothing?" Camila's laugh was hollow, bitter. "You call taking my fiancé 'nothing'?"

***
When Camila returned home, filled with excitement to surprise her fiancé Blake, she was devastated to find him in bed with her stepsister Layla. This betrayal shattered her heart completely.
But the betrayal didn't stop there. Layla had also stolen Camila's meticulously designed jewelry pieces, using them to advance her own career dramatically. Even Camila's father and stepmother openly sided with Layla, pushing Camila into unprecedented isolation.
However, Camila was not broken by these blows. Determined to fight back, she began plotting her revenge with the help of Travis Turner, a business tycoon.
On this path of revenge, filled with emotional entanglements and family power struggles, Camila leverages her talent and resolve to the fullest. Yet, on the brink of justice and vengeance, who will emerge as the true victor?

Second Chance? Never Again

　　Layla's fingers danced across the keyboard, a manicured nail tapping rhythmically on the 'Enter' key as she refreshed Camila Martinez's Instagram feed for what must have been the hundredth time that day. The glow from her laptop screen illuminated Layla's face, casting shadows that deepened the look of cunning in her sharp blue eyes.


　　"Look at you, Camila," Layla murmured to herself. "All smiles and subtweets. What's your game?"


　　The constant vigil over Camila's online presence had become an obsession for Layla. She had carefully curated a dossier of Camila's habits, likes, dislikes -  anything that could give her an edge in their unspoken rivalry. It wasn't enough to best Camila; Layla felt compelled to obliterate her.


　　"An inspiration? Please." Layla scoffed as she scrolled through photos of Camila's latest design project, a sleek, modern dress inspired by a high-profile model. "As if you've ever had an original idea."


CHAPTER 38 The Plan