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The atmosphere in San Francisco crackled with tension as Steffy Forrester and Electra Forrester put the final touches on a presentation that could redefine the future of Forrester Creations. This wasn’t just another pitch—it was a golden opportunity to impress elite power player Doy Bright and her sharply observant assistant, Joseph, and propel the brand into an entirely new stratosphere.

The ultra-modern showroom gleamed under flawless lighting, every jewel sparkling with months of painstaking craftsmanship. Steffy straightened her blazer, excitement flashing in her eyes—but beneath it lurked unease. This moment could change everything. She turned to Electra, voicing her confidence, yet immediately sensed something was off. Electra’s rigid posture and darting glances told a different story. This wasn’t stage fright. This was fear.

As Electra reviewed the final details, Steffy slipped into the back office to collect the meeting documents. Sales projections. Financial reports. Design specs. All perfectly organized—until one thing caught her eye. A single, battered manila folder sat among the pristine files, wildly out of place. Curiosity turned to dread as Steffy opened it.

The document was old. And disturbing.

Buried deep in the numbers was a massive financial transaction that made no sense—one that clearly tied back to Forrester Creations. Even more alarming? Doy Bright’s name was listed.

Steffy’s pulse thundered. Doy Bright was a respected businesswoman—formidable, influential, and now a potential long-term partner. But this document suggested something darker. Something hidden. Not a mistake—but a cover-up.

Why had this file been concealed? Who wanted it forgotten?

Steffy knew one thing for sure: if this truth surfaced, it could destroy the Forrester legacy. Careers, reputations, even family bonds could collapse overnight. Carefully, she returned the folder to its place just as Doy and Joseph entered. Steffy forced a confident smile, but her mind was spiraling.

Throughout the presentation, Doy appeared impressed—enthusiastic, even eager to move forward with a partnership. Yet Steffy couldn’t shake the feeling that the woman sitting across from her was hiding something monumental. Something dangerous.

After the meeting, Steffy retreated to her office, shaken. Confront Doy now—or dig deeper? Expose the truth and risk everything? Or stay silent and become complicit in a lie that could haunt her family forever?

A knock shattered the silence.

Joseph stood at the door. Calm. Controlled. Ominous.

“Miss Forrester,” he said carefully, “Doy would like to speak with you immediately. It’s urgent.”

Steffy nodded. She knew this moment would change everything.

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Meanwhile, under the warm glow of candlelight back at Forrester Creations, Carter Walton prepared for the most important night of his life. The setting was intimate. Elegant. Perfect. Tonight, he planned to propose to Daphne Rose, the woman who had captured his heart.

Daphne arrived, visibly touched by the romantic scene. Carter poured the wine, hands trembling, heart racing. Then he said the words he had rehearsed a hundred times.

He wanted a future. A family. A life with her.

He wanted to marry her.

Daphne smiled—but the joy in her eyes was shadowed by something heavy. A secret she had buried for years surged to the surface. One she could no longer outrun.

“I love you,” she said softly. But guilt clawed at her chest.

Then the doorbell rang.

Carter answered—and froze.

A stranger stood there, holding a small child by the hand. The resemblance was unmistakable.

“I need to speak with Daphne Rose,” the stranger said quietly. “It’s about her son.”

The world tilted.

Carter turned to Daphne, who had gone pale. Her silence confirmed everything.

The truth poured out in fragments. Daphne had a child. A past Carter never knew. A life hidden to protect them both—but now exposed in the most brutal way possible.

“I didn’t want to lose you,” Daphne cried. “I was afraid.”

Carter was shattered. The future he envisioned now felt built on lies. And then came the final blow.

“I’m the child’s father,” the stranger revealed. “And I’m not going anywhere.”

The room filled with unbearable tension. Love. Betrayal. Reality crashing down all at once.

Now Carter faces an impossible choice:
Can he accept Daphne’s past—and the child that comes with it?
Or is this the moment everything they built finally falls apart?

One thing is certain—nothing at Forrester Creations will ever be the same again. 💔🔥