Chapter 37

• Angela sat in her lavish sitting room, a room that had witnessed her family's rise and now its fall. The warm sunlight filtered through the elegant curtains, casting a warm glow over her face. Grief clung to her like a heavy shroud as she thought over the loss of the family company, a legacy handed down through generations.
• "I can't believe he did this to us," Angela muttered to herself. Her eyes were fixed on a family portrait hanging on the wall, a painful reminder of happier times.
• “How could Charles do this to me?” She shook her head in anger. “And then, he befriended that woman. He replaced me with her. Imagine!”