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The uneasy feeling refused to leave Clara for the rest of the evening. Even after Jade increased the security around the mansion, she couldn't shake the sensation that something was wrong. She tried to convince herself that it was simply the aftermath of everything they had endured over the past few months. Yet every time she looked toward the windows, she found herself wondering whether someone was standing beyond the walls, watching her family from the darkness. Jade noticed every glance. He didn't say anything at first. He simply kept Clara close. The children, fortunately, remained unaware of the tension hanging over the adults. Sophie was sitting on the carpet, showing Emily a collection of toys she insisted were her "treasures," while Lucas was helping them arrange the toys into what he called a "proper kingdom." Clara watched them with a small smile, her heart aching with a strange mixture of gratitude and fear. There had been a time when she never believed she wo
Connor slowly exhaled. “Oh, fuck me! You have got to be kidding me.” Alexander's expression darkened. “Those two idiots are involved?” The bodyguard nodded. “We believe they've been communicating with her for several weeks. Their meetings were difficult to trace because they used disposable phones and changed locations frequently.” Jade closed the folder, his mind immediately shifting into calculation. So while Vivienne had been pretending to be Lena, she had been building alliances. Vanessa and Thomas had already proven how far they were willing to go when Clara was involved, and now they had joined forces with a woman who understood exactly how to manipulate people to her advantage. What a fucking fool! Jade's expression became colder. “Find them! As soon as possible!" The bodyguard nodded. “Yes, sir.” Jade's voice stopped him before he could leave. “And when you do?” The bodyguard turned back, and Jade looked directly at him. “Don't touch them.” He paused... “Bring
“Clara! Clara!” Jade’s voice echoed through the dark mansion as he and Connor rushed through the halls, their phone flashlights sweeping frantically across the walls. “Where are you? Clara!” Through their connected earpods, Alexander’s panicked voice rang in their ears. “Find her! Find Clara and the kids now! Someone is inside the house, and they cut the power!” "I know, damn it!" Jade clenched his jaw as they hurried forward, his heart pounding harder with every second. Somewhere deeper inside the mansion, Clara stood between the children and three masked men who had charged toward them in the darkness. Emily and Sophie cried out in terror, but Clara stepped forward instead of backing away. In her past life, after losing everything, she had learned to fight—boxing, self-defense, anything that could keep her alive. Now, every lesson came rushing back. She ducked the first man’s swing, drove her fist into his stomach, and kicked another hard enough to send him stumbling backw
By noon, the plan was in motion. Jade had deliberately allowed certain information to circulate through channels he knew Vivienne's people were monitoring. The information was simple enough to sound believable: Clara would leave the mansion that afternoon, supposedly going alone. Her security detail would be minimal, and for approximately thirty minutes, she would be vulnerable. Except none of it was true. Clara wasn't leaving the mansion at all. The woman leaving through the front gate would be one of the family's trusted female security officers disguised as Clara. Every vehicle involved would be monitored, every road along the route had been secured, Alexander had men positioned several streets away, and Connor had his own people watching the surrounding area. Jade was monitoring everything from inside his study. It was a carefully constructed trap, designed to draw Vivienne out of hiding and finally reveal the people working for her. At precisely two o'clock, the deco
Vivienne was sent to jail by Connor and Alexander, which became their greatest mistake.Somehow, she was bailed out before they could even finish questioning her, and by the time Jade found out, she was already gone.He was furious and worried at the same time.He had specifically told them to lock her in one of his abandoned houses until they had gathered enough evidence to determine what she had planned, but Connor and Alexander had insisted that sending her to jail was the safer and more legitimate option.Now Vivienne's whereabouts were unknown, and Jade couldn't shake the feeling that they had made it far too easy for her to disappear.That crazy woman was capable of going to any extent just to have him, and after everything they had uncovered about her obsession, Jade no longer underestimated what she could do.******Four days later, the morning began far too peacefully.That was the first thing Clara noticed.There was something almost unnatural about how quiet the Lockwood ma
Then Jade asked, voice trembling with barely restrained anger. “What happened after the accident?” Vivienne went still, the color slowly draining from her face as the memory came rushing back. “You left,” he said, not asking anymore but stating the truth she had spent years trying to bury. Vivienne slowly nodded, her lips trembling. “I panicked.” Jade's jaw tightened. “You left her there.” “I was terrified.” “You left her there!” Vivienne swallowed hard, tears beginning to gather in her eyes again. “I didn't know she would—” “You left my wife, damn it!” His voice shook, and for a moment the anger in his eyes was overshadowed by something far deeper—pain. “You left the mother of my children bleeding on the road.” Vivienne closed her eyes as if she could somehow escape the weight of those words. “I thought she was dead.” Jade stared at her, his expression hardening. “She was.” The words were quiet, but they carried more pain than a shout ever could. “And you wa
Clara Whitmore lay sprawled across the cold marble floor, her body trembling faintly as a dark pool of blood spread beneath her like a blooming crimson flower. The chill of the marble seeped mercilessly into her skin, though under normal circumstances she would have hated such cold. Clara had
Clara pulled Sophie closer, pressing the little girl gently against her chest as the child’s sobs shook her small body. “Shhh…” Clara murmured softly, her voice low and comforting as she rubbed the girl’s back in slow, steady strokes. “It’s okay… you’re safe now. Mommy is here.” She let Sophie
Clara’s heart shattered the moment she saw them. For a brief moment, she remained frozen at the top of the staircase, her fingers gripping the railing as a crushing wave of emotion surged violently through her chest. The three children looked painfully small standing in the center of the vast l
Clara's eyes flew open as a sharp, ragged gasp tore from her throat. Her chest heaved violently, as though she had just been dragged from the crushing depths of a frozen ocean, and her lungs burned as she sucked in air again and again, each breath loud and uneven. Her body trembled uncontroll







