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"When love turns to poison, only rebirth can bring salvation."
Anita George, a formidable CEO, is brought to her knees by betrayal from the man she trusted most. As the empire she built teeters on collapse, she is forced to confront the ambition that drove her—and the wounds she refused to feel. But in the ashes of deception, a new fire ignites.
This is not just a story of survival—it's a reckoning. A transformation. A rebirth.
Can Anita rise from ruin, stronger and wiser—or will the past drag her down for good?

lies and loyalty

Marcus Delaney hadn't slept well in days.

He sat alone in the penthouse he no longer bragged about, staring at the resignation memo from Gerald Kwan on his tablet. The words were cordial, polished. Sanitized.

Gerald was one of his oldest players—loyal, discreet, useful. And now? Gone. No warning. No whisper. Just erased.

He dropped the tablet on the table, jaw tight.

He remembered her from years ago. Cold. Brilliant. Utterly incorruptible.

Anita hadn't just appointed a new executive—she had unleashed a controlled burn. And the fire was spreading.

He opened his laptop and began scrolling through his contacts. One by one, he began making calls.

But the voices on the other end were hesitant now. Distant. Some didn't answer at all.

And that, more than anything, terrified him.

Across the city, Julian leaned against the edge of a rooftop terrace, staring down at the city below.

His tablet blinked with notifications: press coverage of Elise's restructuring efforts, corporate chatter about sudden resignations, and one encrypted update from a private source inside GNV.

Anita wasn't just shoring up power—she was strategically isolating Marcus's influence, piece by piece. This wasn't reactionary. It was deliberate. Long-planned.

She was orchestrating a war beneath the surface.

And yet, something in the precision of it all struck him as... uncanny.

The Anita he knew was sharp, yes. Ruthless, even. But this level of foresight? This ability to predict the ripple effect of every move?

It felt like she'd lived it once already.

He shook the thought away. Impossible.

He wasn't sure what Anita George had become—but he was starting to wonder if even she knew the full cost of it.

Far above them all, Anita stood at her office window, arms crossed, eyes locked on the night.

Behind her, Elise approached. "Marcus is starting to panic."

She turned her back to the skyline.

CHAPTER 37: Fracture And Questions