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CHAPTER 13 : The arrest

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Victor Thorne was handcuffed and led out of the mansion like a king dragged from his throne. He didn't scream. He didn't beg. He just looked at Julian with something that might have been pride.

"You were always my favorite," Victor said. "That's why I was hardest on you."

Julian didn't answer. He was holding Lily, who was crying quietly against his chest.

"Take him away," Damian said to the agents.

"yes sir "They did.

The mansion became empty. Agents swarmed every room, collecting evidenc
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  • HIS REGRET MY REVENGE   CHAPTER 14 : THE MORNING AFTER

    I didn't sleep that night. Lily slept in my arms on a cot at the police station. Julian sat across from us, head in his hands. Damian stood by the window, watching the sunrise. No one spoke. The silence was heavier than any words. At 7 AM, a social worker arrived. Her name was Mrs. Alvarez, and she had kind eyes and a gentle voice. "We need to place Lily in temporary foster care," she said. "No." Julian stood up. "She stays with us." "Mr. Thorne, you're currently under investigation. Your father—" "My father is a criminal. I'm not." Julian's voice cracked. "She's my daughter. I have rights." "I understand. But legally, until the courts decide—" "She stays with me." I stood up, still holding Lily. "I'm her mother. I have no criminal record. I have a home. I have income. There's no reason to take her from me." Mrs. Alvarez looked at me for a long moment. Then she nodded. "I'll file an emergency custody order. But you'll need to appear in court next week." "Fine." She left.

  • HIS REGRET MY REVENGE   CHAPTER 13 : The arrest

    Victor Thorne was handcuffed and led out of the mansion like a king dragged from his throne. He didn't scream. He didn't beg. He just looked at Julian with something that might have been pride. "You were always my favorite," Victor said. "That's why I was hardest on you." Julian didn't answer. He was holding Lily, who was crying quietly against his chest. "Take him away," Damian said to the agents. "yes sir "They did. The mansion became empty. Agents swarmed every room, collecting evidence, photographing and each and every single thing they could take. In the chaos, Damian walked to me. "You're bleeding," he said. I touched my arm and he was right. I really hadn't noticed that i was cut,maybe it was the glass, probably, from when I crawled out of the tunnel. "It's nothing."i brushed it off "It's not nothing." He pulled off his jacket and wrapped it around my shoulders. "You almost died." "But I didn't." "That's not the point." His voice was tight. "You went in alone. You

  • HIS REGRET MY REVENGE   CHAPTER 12 : The old mansion

    The Thorne mansion had been abandoned for years. Or so everyone thought. I parked my car two miles away and walked through the woods. The key Maya gave me was cold in my palm. The November wind cut through my coat like Julian's words used to cut through my heart. *He didn't mean them*, I told myself. *He was protecting you.* But knowing the truth and feeling it were two different things. The mansion appeared through the trees like a ghost. Three stories of crumbling brick, shattered windows, and ivy strangling the walls. No lights. No sounds. No signs of life. But Victor Thorne was in there. And Julian. And my daughter. I found the tunnel entrance behind a dead oak tree—a metal door half-buried in dirt. The key turned with a screech. I pulled open the door and stepped into darkness. The tunnel smelled like wet earth and rust. My phone's flashlight cut a narrow path through the shadows. Water dripped somewhere ahead. My footsteps echoed like gunshots. *You should have brought

  • HIS REGRET MY REVENGE   CHAPTER 11 : The investigation

    I didn't go to the Thorne mansion. Not yet atleast.Reckless people die. Smart people prepare. That the kind of mentality i have. To me i think thats a good type of mentality.I went to a woman named Detective Maya Ross, the only cop in the city who hadn't been bought by the Thorne family. A kind of cop who worked out of a cramped office above a laundromat, surrounded by files and the smell of coffee."Elara Vance," she said when I walked in. "I've been expecting you.""You have?""Julian told me to find you if anything happened to him." She handed me a thick folder. "Read this. Then we'll talk."I opened the folder.It was a full investigation into Victor Thorne. His crimes. His allies. His weaknesses. And at the very bottom, a photograph of a girl.She was maybe five years old. Dark hair. Julian's eyes."Who is this?" I whispered.Maya leaned back in her chair. "That's Lily. Julian's daughter."My heart stopped."Julian doesn't have a daughter.""Yes, he does. And so do you." Maya's

  • HIS REGRET MY REVENGE    CHAPTER 10 : DAMIAN'S PAST

    CHAPTER 10: DAMIAN'S PAST I finally went to Damian's penthouse at midnight. He was waiting on the couch, a bottle of whiskey untouched on the table. He looked older than thirty. Worn. "You came," he said. "You knew about my father." "Yes." "You knew about Sarah." "Yes." "You knew about Victor." "Yes." I walked to the window. The city was dark. Even the billionaires were sleeping. "How long?" I asked. "Since the beginning. I didn't approach you by accident, Elara. I've been watching you for two years. Ever since Julian divorced you." I turned. "You've been stalking me?" "I've been protecting you." He stood. "Victor Thorne tried to have you killed the night you signed the divorce papers. He paid a man to run your car off the road. I stopped it. I've been stopping it for three years." The air left my lungs. "You think Julian divorced me because he was cruel. He divorced you because if he didn't, his father was going to murder you. That check for ten mill

  • HIS REGRET MY REVENGE   CHAPTER 9 : The hospital visit

    I didn't go to Damian's penthouse. I went to the hospital. My mother was awake when I arrived—really awake, not the half-conscious haze of painkillers. Her eyes were clear. Her color was better. "Elara," she said, reaching for my hand. "You look terrible." "Thanks, Mom." "What happened? Is it Julian? Did he hurt you again?" I sat on the edge of her bed. "Mom… how long has Julian been paying for your treatment?" She looked away. "Mom." "Five years," she whispered. "He started paying five years ago. Before you even met him." The world tilted. "Before we met?" My voice cracked. "How is that possible?" Your father's death wasn't an accident, Elara. It was a car accident, I said. Your father's death wasn't an accident." My mother's voice was barely audible. "Julian's father arranged it. Your father was an accountant. He found something in Thorne Industries' books—something that would have sent the whole family to prison. So they killed him. And Julian… Julian was

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