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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

The moment I stepped into Lancaster Industries the next morning, I knew something was wrong.

Too many whispers. Too many sideways glances.

Vivian wasn't the type to accept defeat quietly.

She was about to show me exactly how far she was willing to go.

I walked in, already expecting trouble.

Vivian sitting at the head of the table.

The board members were all present, and Nathaniel stood near the windows, his expression unreadable.

Vivian, on the other hand, looked pleased.

Like a queen reclaiming her throne.

"Ah, Evelyn," she drawled, eyes gleaming. "You're just in time."

I took my seat, crossing my legs as I gave her a cold smile. "In time for what? Your latest pathetic attempt at relevance?"

Her smile didn't falter. "Oh no, dear. I'm just here to discuss the future of Lancaster Industries."

I arched a brow. "I thought you lost the right to have a say in that?"

She leaned forward, her voice dropping. "Oh, Evelyn. Haven't you realized? I will never lose my place in this family."

I narrowed my eyes. What was she up to?

Vivian turned to the board, her voice suddenly professional, charming. "Ladies and gentlemen, I understand that recent events have shaken confidence in our leadership." She shot me a fake, concerned look. "Scandals. Accusations. Doubtsabout who should be in charge."

One of the older board members cleared his throat. "Mrs. Lancaster, do you have a proposal?"

"I am returning to Lancaster Industries as acting chairwoman—to restore order and protect our legacy."

Nathaniel straightened, his expression dark. The board members whispered among themselves.

Vivian's expression flickered at the sound.

"You're joking," I said, still smirking.

She tilted her head. "Not at all."

Then, she slid a document across the table.

It was an official order reinstating her as a top executive… signed by key shareholders.

Shareholders that Daniel and his allies had swayed to her side.

My nails dug into the armrest of my chair. That snake.

Vivian leaned in, her voice a purr. "Did you really think you could replace me?" She tapped the document. "This family was mine long before you slithered your way in."

Later That Night – Evelyn's Next Move

I slammed the document onto my desk, breathing heavily.

Nathaniel watched me from across the room, arms crossed. "Vivian played this well."

I turned to him, my voice cold. "She cheated."

I exhaled sharply, forcing myself to calm down. "This isn't over."

Nathaniel stepped closer, his eyes dark. "No. It's just getting started."

For the first time, I saw it—the fire in his gaze.

I had spent weeks proving myself. Fighting for my place.

Nathaniel Lancaster wasn't just tolerating me.

He was choosing to fight beside me.

I lifted my chin, meeting his gaze head-on. "Then let's destroy her."

"Oh, darling." He reached for a glass of whiskey, taking a slow sip before locking eyes with me.

Chapter 17: Vivian’s Counterattack