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DORA’S POV

No, this can’t be right. Maybe I’m mistaken. Probably she’s just anotherdy who looks a lot like Olivia. I mean, look at how thisdy lo dressed, how she carries herself. She has the word “money” written all over her.

Olivia can never look this good. She can never give off this kind of aura, this power, this confidence that thedy on screen is radiating There’s no way it’s her.

“Dad, please, can you turn up the volume?” I said to my dad, my eyes still locked on the screen.

My curiosity had piqued, and even though I kept trying to convince myself that this wasn’t the same person I had ordered her death five years ago, something inside me told me otherwise. That same gut feeling that always came when something terrible was about to unfold.

My hand crept up to my mouth as I began biting my nails nervously. My legs bounced uncontrobly, and I waited with bated breath bto /bbhear /bher voice, to find out if this woman really was Olivia.

And then she began to speak.

“I appreciate everyone for being here. Our ceremony will be happening in a few days from now. I’ll make sure to send out the exact date, so please doe. Now, I have a lot of things to take care of and a lot of businessmen and women to speak with. So once again, bmy /bname is Olivia ke, CEO of ke Enterprise. I’ll see you all in a few days.”

She smiled as she stepped away from the microphone, an old man moving forward to take her ce. But I didn’t hear a single word that person said.

The sound of the television faded into the background like a distant echo as something more deafening took over my body, fear.

Real, shaking, gut–churning fear.

I could feel my legs giving out beneath me. My knees buckled so badly I almost copsed where I stood. It was my mom who noticed first. Her arms quickly wrapped around me, helping me toward the couch before I lost all strengthpletely.

“Are you okay?” she asked, her voice full of concern, but I couldn’t answer.

I tried to speak, but nothing came out. My lips trembled, my chest tightened, and I could feel my heart pounding like it was trying to escape from my chest. I ced my hand on it, feeling the erratic rhythm of my heartbeat.

Olivia.

She’s alive.

But how is this even possible?

I saw her explode in that house. I helped n the entire thing. My guys tied her to a chair, doused the ce with gasoline, and made sure she never walked out of there alive.

So how… How is she standing here?

Not just alive but glowing, powerful, confident. And did she just say she was the CEO of ke Enterprise?

My mind was spinning

Did she survive somehow?

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Did someone help her escape before the house blew?

Why didn’t she show up all these years?

Was she waiting? Watching? nning?

Is this revenge?

A cold sweat broke out on my forehead, and for the first time in a long time, I feltpletely helpless. Everything I had buried deep insideb, /bball /b

the surface. the secrets, all the lies, all the crimes, were crawling back

to

Olivia. Alive. And a CEO now?

That meant she had power. Influence. Resources. She could find me if she wanted to. She could ruin me. Expose everything. And now, bwith /bthe whole world watching, she wasn’t hiding anymore.

“Dora, say something, you’re scaring us,” mom said again, her voiceced with concern as she gently gripped my arm.

I couldn’t answer her immediately. My lips parted slightly, but no words came out. I couldn’t take my eyes off the television screen. My body was frozen, rooted to the spot. My fingers trembled, my throat felt tight, and my thoughts were spinning so fast I couldn’t grab hold of a single one.

“That woman…” I finally forced out, pointin

a shaky finger at the screen where Olivia stood,ughing and talking confidently with a man under the spotlight of shing cameras and microphones.

My mom and dad turned their heads to the TV, still clearly confused.

“Don’t you recognize her?” I said, desperation in my voice now.

“Are we meant to?” my dad asked with a puzzled expressionb, /bstaring harder at the television, trying to make sense of what he was seeing.

“Mom, she’s Adrian’s ex–wife,” I blurted out, turning back to my mother, knowing she had a better memory for faces and names from back

then.

At first, her brow furrowed, clearly trying to remember. Then, a small, skepticalugh escaped her lips, and she shook her head, brushing off my words like I was being ridiculous. “Dora, that can’t be her. She died five years ago, remember? You even told us that yourself.”

“I know what I said,” I replied sharply, my voice cracking from the rising panic in my chest. “I thought the same thing too when I first saw her but I’m not joking, Mom. That’s Olivia. It’s her. It’s really her.”

Both my hands flew up into my hair. I couldn’t sit still. I couldn’t believe this. My légs felt weak beneath me. My heart mmed so violently against my ribs that it felt like it would punch through my chest.

I stood up quickly, needing to get away for a moment, needing to breathe, to think. “I need to talk to someone,” I said, my voice low and urgent. “Just… give me a few moments, please.”

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Without waiting for a response, I turned and rushed into my room, shutting the door behind me and leaning back against it. My breath came in quick gasps. My hands were mmy. Every part of my body felt like it was on edge, like I was standing on the ed was threatening to push me over.

I grabbed my phone and unlocked it with a shaky finger. My thumb moved quickly as opened the browser and typed in the words: “ke Enterprise.”

The moment the search results loaded, my heart dropped.

Right there, clear as day on thepany’s official site, was this recent press release. There was Oliviab, /bstanding proudly next bto /bban /bbolder /bbman /b

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and a younger man. The caption read: “Olivia ke, newly appointed CEO of ke Enterpriseb, /bintroduces the Soth international Branch alongside her father”

My mouth went dry.

A multi–billion–dorpany.

She was their daughter.

And not just their daughter, the CEO.

I scrolled through article after article, photo after photo, all confirming the same horrifying truth: Olivia was alive. Not only bhad /bshe bsurvived /bwhat should have been an inescapable explosion, but she had also found her biological family, an insanely rich and powerful family. She wasn’t just alive. She was thriving.

This couldn’t be real.

This was bad.

Very bad.

My fingers felt like they had minds of their own as I navigated away from the browser and opened my contact list. I started scrolling fast, my breath held in my throat. I had to find him. The guy I had paid to take care of this exact problem five years ago.

He promised me he would handle it.

He told me she never stood a chance.

He even sent me a confirmation photo of the housepletely blown apart.

But now, that promise was shattered into pieces right in front of me on national television.

My thumb hovered over his name.

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