Chapter Forty Seven
Rachel couldn't help but shift uneasily in her seat as Vanessa leaned in closer, an almost dangerous intensity gleaming in her eyes. The plan Vanessa had laid out was bold—no, ruthless—and Rachel wasn't sure if she had the nerve to go through with it. But the alternative? Let Noah move on with some other woman while she was left alone and broken? That wasn't something she could stomach.
Rachel," Vanessa said, her voice soft but firm, "you have to understand something. Love and war? They're not all that different. You don't win by playing nice. You win by being smart, calculated, and relentless."
Rachel frowned, clutching her teacup tighter. "But what if I'm not that kind of person? What if I'm just not… capable of something like this?
Vanessa smirked, leaning back i
