Chapter 475

Isabella’s POV

I closed my eyes for a moment, letting the feeling of triumph wash over me. This was my time, my moment to shine. And nothing…absolutely nothing…was going to stand in my way.

The satisfaction I felt lingered as I remained seated at the desk, my fingers idly tracing the edge of the calendar. My thoughts were like a symphony, each note resonating with my triumph. 

Everything was falling into place. Logan was mine, Damien was the perfect son, and soon, I’d have the title of Mrs. Logan Daniels.

I glanced back at the bed where Damien was still playing with his toy cars, humming a little tune. 

The innocence of his laughter warmed the room, but it also reminded me of how delicate my position was. Logan adored Damien, and if anything went wrong, it wouldn’t just jeopardize my plans…it could shatter everything I had built.

I stood up, smoothing my hands over my nightgown. There was no room for error.