As he kicked the master bedroom door open, he didn't notice my triumphant smile.
Both Hawkins and I had our own hidden agendas.
I needed to leverage his resources to tear Damon down.
I hated his guts as he was responsible for my mother's death.
I was bent on taking everything from him.
As for Hawkins, he married me solely for his beloved—Maria Pierce.
Maria was adopted by the Moore family family when they collaborated with the government to set up an orphanage.
Officially, they were siblings.
I had had Hawkins checked out.
At the age of eighteen, Maria suddenly moved out of the Moore family's residence.
Although they had a falling-out with her, the Moores still claimed that she was their adoptive daughter.
They hadn't reveled what had happened.
But I put the pieces together.
Given how protective Hawkins was of Maria, something was definitely going on with them.
But it didn't bother me at all.
Maria had married me to protect Maria.
As for me, I also had hidden agendas.
And the reason I chose him was really because of my father.
Back then, he was thirty years old and single, the heir of of the Moore Group.
In Chicago, everyone knew the the Bernards had bad blood with the Moores.