LISA’S POV
The war wasn’t over.
It had only just begun.
I stared at the monitor in front of me, split into eight screens—each capturing a different betrayal. Valarie’s offshore accounts. Melanie’s hidden deals with Celeste. Tony’s return to her bed. And Zac Styles pacing in front of my penthouse like a ticking time bomb.
"Are you ready?" Liam—no, Harry—asked from behind me, his voice calm, controlled. But I could hear the war drums in his tone.
I didn’t turn. “I’ve been ready since the day they put my father in the ground.”
Silence. Then he moved closer, his warmth touching my back without ever laying a finger on me. “After today, there’s no turning back.”
“There never was,” I whispered.
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FLASHBACK – 3 HOURS EARLIER
“I want everything leaked,” I told Alice, who was now my s
