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Evelyn Carter had spent years believing in love, loyalty, and the future she was building with Daniel Lancaster—the golden son of one of the most powerful families in the city. But on the day that was meant to be the happiest of her life, she walked in on a nightmare. Her fiancé was tangled in the sheets with her best friend, their betrayal cutting deeper than any knife.

Humiliated and discarded, Evelyn expected sympathy. Instead, she was met with indifference. The Lancaster family closed ranks, turning their backs on her, whispering that she had never truly belonged in their world.

But if they thought she would walk away quietly, they had underestimated her.

Because Evelyn wasn’t just going to survive—she was going to win.

And when Nathaniel Lancaster, Daniel’s ruthless and powerful father, offers her an unthinkable proposal—marriage—she takes it. Not for love. Not for security. But for revenge.

As Mrs. Lancaster, Evelyn rises from the ashes of her heartbreak, turning the very empire that shunned her into her personal weapon. Every move she makes is calculated. Every smile is a carefully placed dagger. But as she weaves her way through boardrooms, scandals, and the dark secrets of the Lancaster dynasty, one question lingers in the air:

Who will fall first—her enemies, or the woman she’s becoming?

Because power is intoxicating. And vengeance?

It just might destroy her.

Vengeance in Silk

But I hadn't expected the first strike to come from outside.

I woke up to hushed voices echoing through the halls of the Lancaster estate. The house staff moved frantically, their expressions tight with barely concealed panic. Something was wrong.

I threw on a silk robe and stepped out of the bedroom, my heels clicking against the marble floor as I followed the murmurs down the grand staircase.

The sound of a news anchor's voice, sharp and unforgiving.

I turned the corner to the sitting room, where a group of staff had gathered around the massive flat-screen TV. The second they saw me, they scattered like frightened mice.

The headline sent a cold chill down my spine.

"LANCASTER EMPIRE UNDER FIRE: FRAUD, EMBEZZLEMENT, AND SECRETS UNCOVERED."

The camera cut to a stern-faced reporter standing outside the Lancaster corporate headquarters.

"Breaking news this morning—anonymous sources have leaked financial documents exposing years of fraudulent activity within the Lancaster empire. The records suggest millions of dollars in unaccounted transactions, offshore accounts, and possible tax evasion. The implications are staggering, with legal experts predicting a potential corporate meltdown if these allegations hold weight."

My fingers tightened around the back of the couch.

Nathaniel. I needed to find Nathaniel.

I turned sharply, only to freeze when I saw him already standing in the doorway, arms crossed, face unreadable.

"Who did this?" I asked, voice steady but cold.

Nathaniel exhaled slowly, running a hand through his hair. "Someone who wants us destroyed."

Daniel. Caroline. Vivian. It had to be one of them.

But Nathaniel shook his head. "Not this time."

He walked past me and grabbed the remote, turning the volume up as the reporter continued.

"The whistleblower behind these allegations remains anonymous, but speculation is already swirling. Some believe a rival company orchestrated this attack, while others suspect a disgruntled insider."

And just as I had the thought, the screen flashed to a picture of James Harrington.

And the one man ruthless enough to try to burn Lancaster Industries to the ground.

Nathaniel's jaw tightened. "It's him. It has to be."

I had heard the name before—James Harrington had been circling Lancaster Industries for years, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

And now, with all eyes on us, with financial authorities already being contacted—he had just landed the first real blow.

The Lancaster empire wasn't just under attack.

And for the first time since I walked into this war, I wondered—

Chapter 11: The First Blow