"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

　　The wind teased Camila's long, dark hair as she and Travis ambled through the sun-dappled park, her laughter mingling with the rustle of leaves. The joy that bubbled up within her was a bright, effervescent thing- a feeling she hadn't embraced in what felt like lifetimes.


　　"Travis, look!" Camila squealed with childlike excitement, pointing at a group of children chasing each other around a cluster of balloons. Her deep brown eyes sparkled as she tugged on his arm, pulling him towards a vendor selling cotton candy. "Can we get some? Please?"


　　Travis chuckled, his blue eyes crinkling at the corners. "I don't think I've ever seen you this excited over spun sugar."


　　"It's not just the cotton candy," Camila admitted, accepting the pastel fluff on a stick handed to her by the vendor. "It's everything today- it reminds me of my birthdays when I was little, with my mom." She took a bite, the sweetness dissolving on her tongue as memories swirled inside her.


CHAPTER 67 Queen Of The Universe