"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

　　Camila's fingers hovered over the phone, her heart rhythm syncing with the pulsating vibration of message notifications. Each one a promise or a piercing reminder. With hesitant taps, she opened Travis' message first.


　　"Hope you enjoyed the flowers" - that's all it said, but in those simple words, Camila heard the warmth of his voice, felt the safety of his embrace. She smiled faintly, until doubt crept into the corners of her lips, pulling them down. Travis hadn't mentioned the other gifts- the chocolates, the expensive wine. Her eyes flicked to the second message, and her stomach tightened.


　　"Did you get my surprises? ;) -B"


　　Blake's winking emoji felt like a taunt, a smug reminder of their shared past that she had been trying to forget. Her pulse quickened as realization crashed over her like a wave; the gifts weren't from Travis.


CHAPTER 60 Did You Get My Surprises?