Shadows Of A Forgotten Spring

Chapter 177

Chapter 177

But not anymore. Now, it was Annie’s turn to shine. She had everything she needed to rise above the likes of the Blacks to build a legacy that eclipsed even Emma’s most dazzling achievements. The pity and sympathy pouring in for her after the video had been more than she could have dreamed.

She took her backpack and gave the room one last. It was spotless, devoid of any evidence that she had ever been there. Then Annie took one deep breath, stepped outside, her heart pounding heavily.

Her next plan would require perfection, but she had no doubt she would succeed.

As she walked down the dimly lit alleyway, her smile grew wider Emma Black might think she has seen the worst, but Annie wasn’t done just yet. This was only just the beginning.

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Emma’s heart pounded as Alexander’s car screeched to a stop in the driveway. She did not wait for him to step out before hurrying toward the passenger side.

The moment she saw her mother, she yanked open the door and gently helped her mother out of the car

She pulled her mother into a tight hug.

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For the first time in hours, she could breathe, knowing her mother was safe. She buried her face in her mother’s shoulder, trying to hold back the sobs threatening to escape.

“Thank God you’re here,” Emma whispered, her voice trembling

she could finally think clearly. Emma help her mother inside the house, where Vivian had been keeping the kids busy in another room. Brianna was already on the phone pulling every string possible to control the damage. Annie’s

folding; large ones struggled to stay afloat. W2 HOLDINGS once a beacon of hope

Emma’s business;

on issue, she had called a press conference to address the allegations and

one, but was the only one she had. She needed to let the world know the truth and people would

pray

that

who had arrived on the first available flight, was running around arranging everything. A select group of trusted reporters had already been invited to Brianna’s estate for the conference. Every second felt like a ticking time bomb, but Emma was

her simple black gown. Her hands shook as she held the speech her legal team had prepared, for her, the words seemed cold, a litle clinical; lacking the raw emotion she wanted to convey, but there was no time to rewrite them. Taking a deep breath,

down the hall. The normally easy–going man was yelling into his cell phone

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composed demeanor was strained, his shoulders tense as he barked orders to whoever was on the other end of the line.

ma’am,” her secretary softly interrupted her

one last time, her eyes red from crying, the exhaustion weighing heavily on her features, but she straighten up. This wasn’t just about her anymore; this was about her family, her company, and everything she had

hall they had set up for the news conference. The sound of murmured voices greeted her as she stepped into the room. There sat a dozen reporters in

up the room, but Emma kept her gaze

polished floor. Each step felt heavier than the last, but she refused to

on the microphone, She spotted Alexander.

gaze moved across a sea of faces waiting for her

as a woman who has been accused and vilified in a manner no human being deserves. What you have seen, what you have heard, is not the truth. And I am here