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Chapter 088 Blood In The Silk

Author: Royal Jay
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-06-19 23:52:04

—Sophia’s POV

I held my son tighter, my arms trembling under his tiny weight. He had fallen asleep again—mouth parted, lashes dark and long against his flushed cheeks.

But I couldn’t sleep.

Because I saw her.

That woman—the one in red heels, blonde hair cascading like polished threads of warning. Ivory. Even her name tasted like cold steel in my mouth.

The livestream had ended, but my eyes were still locked on that final frame. Frozen. Etched into my mind.

She smiled. Not at me. Not even at Ethan.

She smiled at the baby.

My breath wouldn’t steady. My skin felt like it didn’t fit right anymore.

I pressed the emergency call button. A nurse rushed in.

“I need to speak with Ethan,” I said, forcing my voice not to crack. “Now.”

She hesitated, glanced at the baby, then nodded.

Less than a minute later, he appeared. Silent. Controlled. Still in the tailored suit from the courtyard—minus the jacket.

His sleeves were rolled up, and there was a pulse of scarlet staining his cuff. Maurice's blo
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