The moment I stepped into that office, my eyes locked onto Hailey Kardashian.
My target.
She saw me, and her reaction was instant.
She tried to rush to Henry, her desperation clear.
But today?
Henry was mine.
Not because I loved him, but because I had decided—
I was going to make his life miserable.
I was going to make the world miserable.
I had tried to be decent.
I had tried to be honest.
But they had taken my kindness for weakness.
They had mocked me. Betrayed me. Humiliated me.
Now, it was my turn.
I was a daughter of the Williams family.
And we?
We never fall.
We never break.
We rise.
We conquer.
And today, I was about to show them exactly what I was made of.
I walked into that office like a queen.
Majestic. Powerful. Untouchable.
And just like a scene from a blockbuster movie, my husband walked straight to me, taking my hand.
The entire staff held their breath.
Every pair of eyes was glued to us.
Then Henry’s voice rang through the air, loud and clear.
“I would love to introduce you all to my new wife—Kyla Polaris.”
“She is my wife. My real wife. My only wife.”
“Every other woman? She’s the past.”
Silence.
You could hear a pin drop.
Every single soul in that room froze.
Hailey?
Her face turned pale.
The daughter of the former governor, humiliated in front of the entire company.
In front of the entire world.
In front of me.
I watched as her world crumbled before her eyes.
But this was just the beginning.
Then Henry’s voice boomed again.
“From this moment forward, Kyla Polaris will be the Managing Director of this company.”
“She is my wife, and every instruction she gives must be obeyed.”
Gasps.
Shock.
The internet exploded on fire.
Headlines were already being posted.
Kyla Polaris Takes Over Polaris Enterprises
The Real Wife Emerges—Hailey Kardashian Left in the Dust!
I stood there, untouchable, unshakable, unstoppable.
And as I turned to leave, I made sure to give Hailey one last look.
A look that said checkmate, b*tch.
But just as I was about to turn, she grabbed onto Henry’s arm.
Her voice was shaky, desperate.
“Baby, I know you don’t know what you’re doing.”
“This btch is hypnotizing you, right?”*
I saw red.
I was about to slap her so hard she’d forget her own name.
But Henry?
He beat me to it.
Not with his hands.
But with his words.
The Final Blow
Henry’s voice was calm, but firm.
“Hailey, never touch me again.”
“She is my wife, and I love her.”
“I have told you—I am over you. You are nothing to me.”
“I was never your boyfriend. You’ve been lying to the public, feeding them a false narrative.”
“It’s time you accept reality.”
Boom.
That was it.
That was the end of Hailey Kardashian.
Her last bit of dignity?
Destroyed.
I didn’t even have to say a word.
Henry had done it all for me.
I held my head high as we walked away, hand-in-hand, leaving her shaking in humiliation.
And every single word Henry had spoken?
Made headlines.
What Hailey didn’t know?
I was a beast.
And I had just been unleashed.