"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

　　"Enough to know it's bad, Camila. She mentioned your name, some sort of document... I couldn't get everything. But you have to be careful," Blake urged, his words tumbling out in a rush.


　　"Okay, okay. I'll... I'll figure something out." Camila's mind raced, trying to connect dots that danced just out of reach.


　　"Figure out fast. Layla doesn't play games. Not unless she's already holding all the cards," Blake warned.


　　"Thank you for telling me, Blake. I..." She trailed off, grappling with the rising tide of panic within her.


　　"Just watch your back, Camila. That's all I'm saying," Blake finished, his tone softening ever so slightly.


　　"Always do," she replied, though her voice lacked its usual defiance.


　　As they ended the call, Camila sank into the plush cushions of her couch, her thoughts spiraling into chaos. How could Layla possibly frame her? What did she have on her? And why now?


CHAPTER 76 Controversy