In A World Without Color, You Were My Miracle
A brutal fire had Brenna's mother abandon her.
When the family finally "reunited" with her, she was a scarred outcast mucking stalls and tending horses in the countryside.
They tore into her icily. "We only brought you back to marry in your sister's place. Don't you dare bring disgrace on us!"
Disgusted, Brenna cut them off.
Then the truth surfaced-a famed jeweler called her mentor, a top hospital director named her heir, an elite hacker circle bowed to her, and her scars faded into stunning beauty.
Regrets came too late. She was already in a tycoon's arms.
Vincent, a power player straddling both business and illegal worlds, had a secret: he was colorblind.
That was until Brenna unexpectedly burst into his life, bringing colors back into his world.
At first, he never thought he could fall for this seemingly unattractive woman, yet as time passed, his heart surrendered...
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Chapter 8
"I'll take care of it," Sarah said as a stiff smile settled on her face and she forced herself to stay composed. She swallowed the humiliation. "Brenna, consider this eight hundred thousand your engagement gift. I hope your future turns out well."
After saying that, she clenched her fists and transferred the money from the savings she had secretly set aside for her retirement. Each digit felt like a knife twisting in her chest.
A sharp chime echoed from Brenna's phone, confirming the money had gone through.
Brenna lifted the screen slightly, the corner of her mouth curving up. "Got it. Thanks, Mom, for the late engagement gift and the kind wishes."
For a brief moment, Sarah felt dizzy. Today, she had been disgraced in front of everyone, and even Sam had begun looking at her with suspicion. To her, Brenna brought nothing but misfortune.
Without sparing Sarah and the others another glance, Vincent shifted his attention fully to Brenna.
"Although this engagement was arranged in a hurry, none of the proper rituals will be skipped. My mother is currently in the hospital, and my father is staying with her, so my grandfather will officiate today." Vincent spoke in an even tone. "Come with me to the main hall and wait."
Brenna answered with ease, "That's fine. There are already plenty of guests here."
"Since you've agreed to marry into the Todd family, we'll make sure you're treated fairly. You will receive everything you deserve," Vincent said as he held her gaze.
He noticed that when Brenna's emotions fluctuated, the colors around her seemed particularly vivid. Her amber eyes stood out the most, bright and alluring, yet carrying a quiet danger.
Standing off to the side, Felix twitched his lips. Just a month ago, Vincent had been determined to cancel the engagement. But now, he looked like a man afraid his bride might bolt at any second. The contrast was almost amusing.
Without much interest, Brenna gave a small nod. "Fine. Whatever works."
She had assumed a replacement bride would be treated as an afterthought. Instead, the head of the Todd family, Phillip Todd, appeared in person not long after, leaning on a cane but clearly in high spirits.
Fixing his sharp gaze on her, Phillip asked, "You're Brenna Walsh?"
Though Phillip carried himself with strength, his eyes softened when he noticed the burn scars on her face. The sight stirred sympathy in his chest. A child who had gotten lost in a blazing mall at three years old and survived against the odds, only to be disdained by her own family after reconnection. The thought alone was hard to accept.
Meeting his eyes calmly, Brenna answered, "Yes, that's me."
"Good child," Phillip said in a gentle tone. "I just need to hear one thing from you. Do you truly want to marry Vincent?"
To Phillip, Vincent was hot-tempered and indifferent toward women. His agreement to this arranged marriage had already surprised him.
Lifting her chin slightly, Brenna responded without pause, "I'm willing, as long as the Todd family doesn't object."
Tears shimmered in Phillip's eyes. "Object? Why would we? You may look fragile, but if anyone dares to bully you, the Todd family will stand behind you."
Sarah and Jeremy, who had just been hit by Brenna, couldn't help but snort with fury. convinced that Phillip had been completely misled by Brenna, who was clearly anything but delicate when she fought.
With a casual lift of his hand, Phillip gave the order. "Bring everything in."
The butler bowed and carried out the instruction. One by one, large gift boxes were brought into the banquet hall. When the lids were opened, the display inside drew gasps.
Noreen stood rooted to the spot, unable to react.
The gifts consisted of designer gowns, rare handbags from limited collections, sparkling jewelry, and even the keys to luxury cars laid out neatly.
Greed flashed across Sam's eyes, and his smile stretched wide. "The Todd family really doesn't hold back."
"These are just small gifts for you to enjoy, Brenna," Phillip said with a hearty laugh as he turned to Brenna. He then looked at Vincent with raised brows. "What about you? Where's the engagement gift you prepared for today?"
Off to the side, Felix had to stifle a laugh. Was this about to turn awkward? Vincent hadn't prepared for the engagement at all.
Right when Felix was ready to enjoy what he thought would be Vincent's embarrassment, Vincent calmly produced a black credit card, which a servant then presented to Brenna with visible respect.
Vincent's voice rang clear through the hall. "My engagement gift. Nine hundred million."
Felix froze. When did Vincent become this generous?
The entire room was stunned. Nine hundred million? Phillip's gifts were already worth tens of millions, yet Vincent's offering surpassed even that. It wasn't just generous. It was overwhelming.
Shock drained the color from Noreen's face as she stared at the scene before her. "How... How is this possible?" she whispered.
Disbelief churned inside Noreen, tightening painfully in her chest. Originally, these jewels and the black card holding nine hundred million should've been hers, yet Brenna stood there claiming every bit of it. Only then did regret sink in, bitter and impossible to ignore.
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But when secrets are revealed and betrayal strikes at their hearts, Julian and Elara must navigate a journey of redemption and healing. Can a love born from deception survive the truth? Or will the chains of his empire prove too strong to break?
9.7
For seven years, I was Grant Charles’s shadow—his top executive assistant by day and the woman in his bed by night. I managed his billion-dollar empire and handled his every crisis, believing our bond was the one thing his money couldn't buy.
Everything shattered when I walked into his penthouse and found Aimee Austin sitting on his lap, wearing nothing but his favorite white dress shirt. Grant didn't even look guilty; he just stared at me with cold, arrogant eyes and told me I was dripping rain on his expensive Persian rug.
When I tried to resign, he showed me exactly how cruel he could be. He knew I had drained my life savings to pay for my mother’s specialized care for her dementia. "Without my salary and the foundation subsidy, she’ll be on the street in a month," he whispered, his voice dripping with malice. "Is your pride really worth her life?"
He didn't stop there. He tried to break my spirit by publicly humiliating me at a high-end restaurant, orchestrating a "setup" to show me that without his protection, I was nothing more than a common servant. He wanted me to realize that without him, I was a nobody with no future.
I couldn't believe the man I had protected for nearly a decade was weaponizing my dying mother to keep me as his subordinate. He thought he owned every inch of me, and he was waiting for me to come crawling back on my knees to beg for my old life.
But Grant made one fatal mistake: he assumed I was a charity case. He had no idea I was the secret heir to the billion-dollar Klein Trust, currently frozen behind a single marriage clause. I didn't need his money; I just needed a husband.
Instead of begging for my job, I walked straight into the office of the only man Grant feared—the ruthless litigator Julian Vance. I threw a marriage contract on his desk and gave him an offer he couldn't refuse. It was time to stop being a shadow and start a war.
9.1
Elise thought her life was finally falling into place. She turned down her father's company to work as executive assistant to Marcus Grey-the boy she's loved since childhood, now the powerful CEO she's devoted her life to.
But when Marcus proposes to another woman, Elise's world crumbles. Enter Sebastian Deluca-Marcus's tattooed, ruthless, long-estranged brother. He's everything Marcus isn't: dangerous, magnetic, and determined to take back his place in New York.
But, there's something odd about him.
Something changed since he arrived.
Bound by family secrets and a mutual desire to expose Marcus's fiancée, Elise and Sebastian form an uneasy alliance. But as sparks ignite between them, Elise must choose: remain loyal to the boy she thought she loved, or risk everything for the man who sees her as more than a shadow.
Some loves are safe. Others are consuming. Which one will she survive?
8.7
For three years, I played the perfect, submissive housewife to billionaire Julian Harrison.
But right after an intimate night together, he coldly threw a divorce agreement onto the bed.
"Scarlett landed an hour ago. I need my single status restored to welcome her back."
That same night, I ended up in the emergency room and discovered I was pregnant with twins.
When Julian found out, he didn't show a shred of joy. Instead, he stormed into my hospital room, threw a blank check directly at my face, and ordered me to get rid of them.
He accused me of using the babies as a sick game to trap his assets.
Then, his ruthless lawyer kicked me out of our penthouse, confiscating the jewelry he gifted me and tossing my worn-out notebook onto the floor like garbage.
Standing in the freezing rain, my heart completely died.
I had swallowed my pride, managed his life, and cooked his meals to his exact standards for three years, only to be thrown away the second his first love returned.
But he didn't know that the notebook his lawyer discarded contained the secret formulas of Aura Beauty, a billion-dollar empire I built in the shadows.
I tore his check into pieces, blocked his number, and left in a Maybach sent by my associate.
Logging into my global CEO database, I looked at his company's fragile stock chart with a predatory smile.
The docile Mrs. Harrison died in the rain. It was time to crush his empire.
7.4
Faith Neal had vanished, burying her powerful past under layers of anonymity as an ER doctor. She was secretly dismantling the empire of the man she'd left behind, brick by costly brick, from the shadows. Until he walked into her trauma room, bleeding from a bullet wound, shattering her carefully built world with a single, dangerous glance.
Her heart hammered: Earl Hampton, the ruthless CEO she abandoned, was on the gurney, demanding only "Faith."
His presence shattered her new life. He accused her of running, his touch a possessive reminder. Soon after, old rivals Chad Miller and Tiffany Vance ambushed her, humiliating her, sparking a fight.
Panic and anger flared as Chad mocked her, calling her a "bitch." Shame burned, but a deeper fear gripped her – the architect of her revenge was bleeding in her ER, and he knew.
Before Chad could inflict more harm, Earl reappeared, violently intervening.
"I'm the man who's going to reclaim his assets," he rumbled. "I found you. I'm not losing you again."
9.1
I was supposed to be celebrating my twenty-first birthday and my engagement to the man I loved.
Instead, I was bleeding out in a crushed car, listening to my fiancé Greggory and my stepsister Alta laughing over the car's Bluetooth.
They had cut my brakes.
As the steering wheel crushed my shattered ribs, they cheerfully clinked their champagne glasses, celebrating their hostile takeover of my family's media empire.
I tried to scream for help, but my lungs wouldn't work.
Then, Alta's sweet voice delivered the final, fatal blow over the speaker.
"Your mother? I took care of her too."
I died in the freezing rain, my heart frozen with absolute hatred as I realized every touch and whispered promise was just a calculated step toward my murder.
I gave them everything, treating them like my closest family.
Why did they have to kill my innocent mother? Why did I blindly trust two vipers who only wanted to drain my blood?
Opening my eyes again, the smell of gasoline was gone.
I was back in my bedroom, safe and unharmed, on the exact day of my twenty-first birthday party.
The day the tragedy began.
Downstairs, my murderers were waiting to spring their trap, expecting me to blindly accept Greggory's proposal.
But this time, I put on a blood-red dress, grabbed the photo of their secret affair, and walked down the stairs to choose a new fiancé—the most ruthless billionaire in the room.