&quot;It’s definitely her! The Vanguard Global Enterprises office building is right on Silverwood Avenue!&quot; Delilah shouted sharply, her eyes glued to Vivienne in the surveillance footage, a flash of resentment flickering in her gaze.

 Suddenly, something seemed to click in her mind, and she cursed, &quot;Margaret Stone! It must be that damn Margaret Stone! No wonder she looked so familiar when I first saw Vivienne!&quot;

 Miles had been involved with Margaret Stone before he got married, and now, even after marriage, he was still in contact with her!

 After more than twenty years, Vivienne—this bitch—had once again stolen her daughter’s man!

 What a cruel twist of fate! Mother and daughter—both of them were the same kind of lowlife!

 Unable to live without a man!

 Isabella still couldn’t believe it—how could such a coincidence happen? Vivienne was actually her father’s illegit

&quot;No!&quot;

 I stood frozen, my eyes wide as I watched the scene unfold. Tears spilled uncontrollably from my eyes, streaming down my cheeks, mingling with the sharp sting of pain as they mixed with the blood.

 &quot;Dad!&quot;

 &quot;I'm sorry!&quot;

 &quot;It’s all my fault!&quot;

 Because of me, after my father’s death, he’s been insulted like this!

 I writhed violently on the ground, trying to stand.

 A man stepped on my back, pinning me down so I couldn’t move.

 Delilah looked on, savoring my despair, and sneered, &quot;She’s yours now. You’d better ruin her. That filthy slut. I don’t believe Alexander will still want her after this!&quot;

 With that, she turned and walked away.

 The three men leered at me, their eyes scanning me hungrily. They flipped me over, groping my body as they roughly tore at my clothes.

 &quot;This woman’s got a nice body! Big, too!&quot; One

Other's POV

 Delilah returned home and tossed her bag onto the sofa.

 Miles Blackwood still wasn’t back, probably off somewhere sweet-talking another woman!

 Just then, Miles’ secretary entered, holding a file. &quot;Ma’am.&quot;

 “Miles isn’t home,” she replied flatly.

 “I know. The BOSS asked me to deliver this file to the study.”

 “Oh,” Delilah answered absentmindedly.

 The secretary headed upstairs.

 “What’s the file about?” Delilah asked, her curiosity piqued.

 Given Miles' usual behavior—always absent from work—what important file could possibly need to be delivered to the house?

 The secretary hesitated for a moment, quickly hiding the file behind him. &quot;Nothing special, just a routine document.&quot;

 Delilah eyed him suspiciously but said nothing. She waved her hand dismissively.

 The secretary sighed in relief, placed the file in the study, and left.

 Delilah w

&quot;It’s definitely her! The Vanguard Global Enterprises office building is right on Silverwood Avenue!&quot; Delilah shouted sharply, her eyes glued to Vivienne in the surveillance footage, a flash of resentment flickering in her gaze.

 Suddenly, something seemed to click in her mind, and she cursed, &quot;Margaret Stone! It must be that damn Margaret Stone! No wonder she looked so familiar when I first saw Vivienne!&quot;

 Miles had been involved with Margaret Stone before he got married, and now, even after marriage, he was still in contact with her!

 After more than twenty years, Vivienne—this bitch—had once again stolen her daughter’s man!

 What a cruel twist of fate! Mother and daughter—both of them were the same kind of lowlife!

 Unable to live without a man!

 Isabella still couldn’t believe it—how could such a coincidence happen? Vivienne was actually her father’s illegitimate daughter?

 Using her connections, she obtained surveillance footage from along the route.

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