Chapter 29 – Strings of Fate
Flashback Continued
(Beverley’s POV)
The knock on my bedroom door came too late in the evening for good news.
Father entered, his face pale and drawn, shoulders sagging under the weight of something I hadn’t seen before—defeat. His once-proud posture seemed smaller, his eyes hollow.
“Bev…” His voice cracked, and dread pooled in my stomach. “The deal… It was a scam. They bled us dry.”
I froze. “What do you mean?”
“The investors weren’t real. I trusted the wrong men. The company’s collapsing. If we don’t find a backer, we’ll lose everything.”
Panic stabbed through me, but beneath it came anger. How could he have let this happen? Our company wasn’t just numbers—it was our lives, our family name.
“There must be another way,” I whispered.
He shook his head
