"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 trembled around the stem of her wine glass, the crimson liquid sloshing perilously close to the rim. Blake leaned back against the plush loveseat, his eyes fixing on her wrist with an intensity that sent a chill racing down her spine.


　　"Tell me, Layla," Blake's voice cut through the hum of the opulent room, "where did you find such a unique bracelet? It's almost identical to one I saw in an exclusive boutique recently."


　　The question, innocuous as it might have seemed to any eavesdropper, struck Layla like a bolt of lightning. Her heart pounded in her chest, a frantic drumbeat threatening to burst forth from her ribcage.


　　"Um, this old thing?" Layla forced a laugh, her voice cracking slightly, as she twisted the bracelet around her wrist, the diamonds catching the light and scattering it across Blake's sharp features. "It was just a... a lucky find at a little shop downtown. You wouldn't believe the deals they have!"


CHAPTER 68 Caught In The Act