Part 2
The next morning arrived with a heavy, suffocating silence.
Veronica was gone before the sun even rose.
She left a trail of expensive perfume in the air.
And a silent warning.
Ethan sat in his private study.
The expensive coffee in his hand was completely untouched.
He picked up his phone.
He dialed a specific number he rarely used outside of major business crises.
"Marcus," Ethan said when the line connected.
His chief lawyer answered on the second ring.
"Yes, Mr. Mercer? Is everything alright?"
"Pause all wedding preparations."
There was a long silence on the line.
Marcus was a seasoned professional, but this was shocking news.
The wedding of the century.
The merger of two multi-billion-dollar empires.
All stopped.
"All of it, sir?" Marcus asked to confirm.
"All of it," Ethan said, his voice firm.
"And look into our nondisclosure agreements. I want to know the exact legal penalties if we terminate the engagement contract entirely."
"I will have the files on your desk by noon," Marcus replied.
Ethan hung up the phone.
For the first time in months, he felt a strange sense of relief.
But in another part of the city, Veronica was not feeling relieved.
She was absolutely furious.
She sat in her father’s luxury office, throwing a crystal glass against the wall.
It shattered into a thousand pieces.
"He put the wedding on hold?" her father asked, frowning.
"Because of a common servant," Veronica hissed.
Her face was twisted with hatred.
The beautiful, elegant facade she usually wore was entirely gone.
"He thinks he can humiliate me like this?"
"If the wedding is officially canceled, our company stock will drop," her father warned.
"It won't be canceled," Veronica said, her eyes narrowing into slits.
"I just need to remove the garbage from his house first."
She didn't mean the trash.
She meant Rosa.
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She meant Lily.
And she already had a dark plan to do it.
