Rewriting My Heart's Fate

I had Kevin to support me, the shareholder in Evelyn Studio.

Back in high school, he wasn't just a top student, but he was also a skilled fighter. Few dared to cross him. Though he usually kept a low profile, he always stepped up when it mattered.

Once, he ended up in the hospital after defending me from a gang of thugs. Of course, it wasn't his fault-he was outnumbered. Over the years, he had kept an eye on me, waiting for the moment I needed him.

With just one call, he would follow me to hell and back.

Then there was my best friend, Lianne. She might look delicate, but she was unyielding. Now, she was my strategist, always planning with precision and executing everything flawlessly from behind the scenes.

And of course, there was Ethan. Though he wasn't by my side for now, I knew he had been helping me in the shadows. After all, Zachary wasn't just my child-he was his blood too.

Ethan might have kept his emotions buried deep, but I had no doubt he was pulling strings in secret, removing obstacles and enemies alike. The only reason he stayed in the shadows was his position.

With such a formidable force behind me, how could I fail to get my revenge?

Murphy being utterly ruined filled me with exhilaration. He held my son captive, toyed with my feelings, and dared to underestimate me. Today would be

the teeth as they marched toward Murphy's villa. They bulldozed through

group of bodyguards stood on high alert, armed and ready. Their leader was a towering man with a face full

confidant. This man was ruthless, a cold-blooded enforcer who had carried out Murphy's

even someone like him couldn't stop

opened with a slam, and I stormed in. Anton roared and charged at us with his men. Their attacks were ferocious. For a moment, fists blew, blades clashed,

swift chop to the neck. "Is this

ever, moved with lightning speed and

bloodthirsty. Armed with steel pipes and spiked maces, they tore through the guards with unrelenting ferocity, leaving

was no match.

ground, and he let out a pained howl. Planting my foot firmly on his chest, I glared down at him with a cold smile. "Learned your lesson yet? Now, tell me where's

sneered, "You think