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Chapter 90: It’s Just A Contract

Autor: Ifywrites
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-09-14 23:57:38

The cold winter had settled over the northern district by nightfall.

Inside the private study on the second floor of Vance Manor, the air was warm, heavy with the scents of old leather, polished wood, and burnt pine from the large stone fireplace.

Outside the tall windows, the sky was dark and grey. Cold wind moved around the estate's stone towers, while the glass windows kept the freezing air out.

Arthur Vance sat behind his large desk.

He had removed his dark suit jacket, wearing only a whit
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    Chloe laughed again, a harsh, jagged sound. "You think you're the master of this house, Arthur? You're just sharing a bed with a bitch who's waiting to slit your throat!" Arthur did not flinch. He did not show a single crack of doubt or surprise on his stern face. He raised his left hand two inches and snapped his fingers once. From the shadows behind him, Logan and two officers stepped forward instantly, ignoring Chloe’s screaming laughter. Before Chloe could take another breath, Logan’s hands clamped down over her shoulders. He wrenched her arms behind her back with brutal force, slamming a pair of heavy handcuffs around her wrists. "Get your hands off me!" Chloe screamed, her manic laughter instantly vanishing, replaced by furious, wild rage as she kicked her boots against the floor. "Let me go! You don't know what's coming!” Arthur turned his back on her without uttering a single word. He looked at Logan. "Transfer her immediately," Arthur commanded, his deep voice r

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  • Married To My Husband’s Father    Chapter 144: It’s a Trap

    He wore no helmet, no tactical vest. He stood tall in his dark grey wool coat, his hands resting loosely in his pockets, his sharp grey eyes staring straight through the glass at Chloe’s pale face. "Trap..." Chloe whispered, the word tasting like ash in her mouth. "It's a trap." She stepped back from the window, her hands shaking so hard she nearly dropped her pistol. Her mind raced wildly, spinning through every exit, every calculation, every lie she had told herself over the last three days. They knew I was coming, she realized with a cold, sickening jolt. They left the gate open. They invited me inside. "Keller!" Chloe screamed, turning toward the stairs. "Get down here! We need to take a hostage—" She stopped. On the ground floor landing, Keller stood with his hands raised high above his head. The three harbor guards had already dropped their crowbars and iron tools onto the marble floor. They stood with their palms flat against the wall, their faces pale with pure, unadult

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    Chloe laughed again, a harsh, jagged sound. "You think you're the master of this house, Arthur? You're just sharing a bed with a ghost who's waiting to slit your throat!" Arthur did not flinch. He did not ask a single question. He did not show a single crack of doubt or surprise on his stern, carved face. He simply raised his left hand two inches and snapped his fingers once. From the shadows behind him, Logan and two tactical officers stepped forward instantly, ignoring Chloe’s screaming laughter. Before Chloe could take another breath, Logan’s heavy hands clamped down over her shoulders with the strength of a hydraulic press. He wrenched her arms behind her back with brutal, efficient force, slamming a pair of heavy steel handcuffs around her wrists. "Get your hands off me!" Chloe screamed, her manic laughter instantly vanishing, replaced by furious, wild rage as she kicked her boots against the marble floor. "Let me go! You don't know what's coming!” Arthur turned his b

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    Chloe laughed again, a harsh, jagged sound. "You think you're the master of this house, Arthur? You're just sharing a bed with a ghost who's waiting to slit your throat!"Arthur did not flinch. He did not ask a single question. He did not show a single crack of doubt or surprise on his stern, carved face.He simply raised his left hand two inches and snapped his fingers once.From the shadows behind him, Logan and two tactical officers stepped forward instantly, ignoring Chloe’s screaming laughter.Before Chloe could take another breath, Logan’s heavy hands clamped down over her shoulders with the strength of a hydraulic press. He wrenched her arms behind her back with brutal, efficient force, slamming a pair of heavy steel handcuffs around her wrists."Get your hands off me!" Chloe screamed, her manic laughter instantly vanishing, replaced by furious, wild rage as she kicked her boots against the marble floor. "Let me go! You don't know what's coming!”Arthur turned his back on her w

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