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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

Vivian Lancaster was many things—vain, greedy, manipulative.

But she was not a woman who accepted defeat.

I had stripped her of power, humiliated her in front of the board, and left her scrambling.

Vivian sat in the dimly lit lounge of an exclusive, members-only club. Across from her sat James Harrington, his sharp gaze unreadable as he swirled his drink.

"You look like a woman who just lost everything," he mused.

Vivian's fingers tightened around her glass. "Don't get comfortable, James. I'm not out yet."

He smirked. "No? Because from what I saw, Evelyn dismantled you piece by piece in front of the board. Even your dear son looked shaken."

Vivian's lips curled in disdain. "Daniel is a fool. He thought aligning with me was enough. He forgets that power isn't given—it's taken."

James leaned back. "And what exactly do you plan to take, Vivian?"

She met his gaze, her expression sharp. "Everything."

James chuckled. "Ambitious. But you need leverage, and right now, you have none."

Vivian smirked. "That's where you come in."

She slid a confidential file across the table.

James hesitated before picking it up, flipping through the pages.

His eyes darkened. "Where did you get this?"

Vivian took a slow sip of her drink. "Let's just say I still have friends in high places."

James glanced back at the file, his expression unreadable. After a moment, he laughed softly, shaking his head. "I underestimated you."

She tilted her head. "So, do we have a deal?"

James exhaled, tossing the file onto the table. "If this is real, then Evelyn won't just be in trouble—she'll be ruined."

Vivian's smirk widened. "Exactly."

Lancaster Industries – The Next Morning

I was in my office when my assistant burst in, pale-faced.

"Mrs. Lancaster, you need to see this."

She placed a tablet on my desk, her hands shaking.

I frowned, picking it up. The moment I saw the headline, my breath stilled.

SCANDAL: Evelyn Lancaster Accused of Corporate Espionage—Allegations Surface of Insider Leaks

I scanned the article, my pulse pounding.

Whispers of a secret offshore account in my name.

An anonymous tip—backed by undeniable "evidence."

I exhaled sharply, forcing myself to stay calm. This was fabricated. Someone had set me up.

Vivian Lancaster had just made her next move.

Chapter 22: The Snake Strikes Back