"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 father paced the length of his opulent office, his polished shoes clicking against the marble floor with every harried step. A sheen of perspiration glistened on his furrowed brow as he clutched the phone to his ear, the grip on it tightening with each word that was reported back to him.


　　"Are you absolutely certain?" he demanded through gritted teeth, the words barely escaping his tightly clenched jaw. His usually commanding tone wavered, betraying a hint of desperation.


　　"Mr. Martinez, I've checked and double-checked. The account has been drained - there's nothing left," the voice on the other end relayed the grim news with an apologetic tone.


　　"Drained? Impossible!" He slammed his fist onto the dark mahogany desk, causing the crystal decanter to shudder. "Travis was supposed to fall into our trap, not... not..." He couldn't even bring himself to say it out loud.


CHAPTER 92 The Wrong Side