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58. The Space He Left Behind

Penulis: MissGreen
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-02 22:22:17

The creak of the heavy bag chains and the dull thud of gloves colliding filled the air that afternoon. The gym smelled like sweat and damp rubber, an odd scent, but one that made Belle feel strangely at home. Today, though, the gym felt more like an interrogation room.

Belle sat on a chair at the edge of the ring, her arms folded. Her eyes were fixed on the stained canvas, refusing to look up.

In front of her stood her brother, still catching his breath. Anthony’s sleeveless shirt was soaked wi
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    Click!Nick quickly locked the front door of the shop the moment Belle stepped inside.“Belle, honestly, I don’t know whether I should tell you this or not,” Nick whispered.Belle stared at him in disbelief. On her way home from college earlier, Nick had called and asked her to come over.“What is it, Nick?” Belle asked impatiently.“There was a real witness that night.” Nick’s voice trembled with anger and leftover adrenaline. “A former night security guard from one of the companies across from City Hall. He hadn’t gone home yet that night.”“Then what did he see?” Belle pressed.Nick looked directly at her.“The bottom line is, he saw someone who looked like Bastian, but wasn’t him. Same build, almost identical, even though the guy was wearing a mask. At least, that’s what he said. What he’s sure about is that this person was handing out money to people before the riot.”“Oh my God...” Belle covered her mouth as tears of relief instantly filled her eyes. “Then why did he stay silent

  • Owned by the Fighter   129. The Key to Bastian's Freedom

    “I brought a copy of the case file from the capital, Belle. Sit down and read this.”Tobias placed a thick leather-bound folder on the round glass table on the Watson family’s back patio.The afternoon breeze lightly lifted the edge of the folder, but Belle didn’t immediately touch it. She stood with her arms crossed, staring at Tobias suspiciously.“What is it, Tobias?” Belle asked cautiously.“It’s Bastian’s way out,” Tobias replied calmly, leaning back in his chair. “My legal team reviewed the transcript from the first trial. There are many holes in the case. If we file for a review, I’m one hundred percent certain we can overturn the conviction.”Belle stared at the folder with wide eyes. Hope instantly bloomed inside her chest.But just as quickly, it withered beneath doubt.“Why are you doing this? Why would you help Bastian? A man my Dad wants to replace with you as his future son-in-law?”“I just want you to understand that my intentions toward you are sincere, Belle.”Belle f

  • Owned by the Fighter   128. You Can't Break Me

    “Drink a little warm water, sweetheart,” Mrs. Watson whispered softly, holding the glass to Belle’s pale lips.Belle swallowed with difficulty.Her body trembled violently beneath the thick blanket, while cold sweat dampened her temples.“My head hurts so much, Mom. It feels like it’s going to split open.”“I know, sweetheart. I know. Your fever is really high. You’ve been carrying too much stress. Just rest. Don’t think about anything right now.”Mrs. Watson gently wiped Belle’s forehead with a damp cloth.Her eyes filled with tears as she looked at her daughter.The girl who was usually so full of life now lay helpless in bed.BANG!The bedroom door flew open.Mr. Watson stood in the doorway, his face rigid and his eyes still burning with the anger that had never faded after their last argument.“Look at your daughter!” Mr. Watson thundered, shattering the quiet atmosphere in the room. “She’s lying here like a lifeless corpse just because she can’t stop thinking about that piece of

  • Owned by the Fighter   127. A Daughter's Ultimatum

    That morning, the air inside Mr. Watson’s study felt more suffocating than usual. Belle stood tall in front of her father’s massive mahogany desk.In the corner of the room, Mrs. Watson sat with a worried expression, while Renee leaned against the doorway with the same smug smile that never seemed to leave her face.“Sit down, Belle. There’s something important we need to discuss,” Mr. Watson said. His voice sounded noticeably more cheerful than it had in days.“I’d rather stand, Dad,” Belle replied coldly. “What is it?”Mr. Watson smiled broadly and folded his hands on top of the desk.“I spent all night thinking. Tobias’s behavior at dinner last night made one thing very clear. Not only was he defending our family’s reputation from further damage, but he’s obviously very interested in you.”Belle frowned. “Tobias was defending Bastian, Dad. Not our family.”“Oh, that’s just a business tactic!” Mr. Watson waved dismissively. “Powerful men from the capital like him always have unique

  • Owned by the Fighter   126. Tobias Wouldn't Stay Quiet

    The clinking of silver forks and knives against porcelain plates was the only sound filling the main dining room of the Watson estate.Dinner that evening felt painfully stiff and cold.At the head of the table, Mr. Watson sat with his chest puffed out, while Anthony stared down at his food as though it were poisoned.But that night, one additional seat was occupied.Tobias.He had returned to Eastbourne after hearing the shocking news of Bastian’s arrest that had spread throughout the entire city.Naturally, Tobias’s arrival was warmly welcomed by Mr. Watson.What nobody knew was that blood ties didn’t always guarantee emotional closeness.Tobias knew exactly who Renee really was.“Tobias, what a pleasant surprise. I’m glad you were able to stop by,” Mr. Watson said, raising his wine glass. “I hope your family’s business in the capital is doing well.”“Very well, sir. Thank you,” Tobias replied casually.“And your work?”“I just wrapped up a few cases. Everything’s settled now.”“Tha

  • Owned by the Fighter   125. Welcome to Hell

    The screech of old metal shattered the silence of Block C, damp and cold as ever. It was already two in the morning. There shouldn’t have been any activity at this hour.Yet the heavy footsteps of combat boots echoed down the corridor and stopped in front of Cell 40. A correctional officer named Emmet stood before the bars. He glanced left and right, making sure the security camera at the end of the hallway was showing a red light—a sign that it had been disabled.Behind Emmet stood three massive inmates. Their leader, a bald man with a spiderweb tattoo crawling up his neck named Rex, grinned broadly.“Fifteen minutes,” Emmet whispered as he slid a key into the lock. “Mrs. Watson transferred the rest of the money into my wife’s account. She wants you boys to teach him a lesson, but remember, don’t kill him. If he dies, I’m the one stuck with the paperwork.”“Relax, boss,” Rex replied, cracking his knuckles. “We know where the line is. We’ll make him beg for death and leave him alive.

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  • Owned by the Fighter   19. A Dream Too Small for Future

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  • Owned by the Fighter   15. Better to Hurt Now

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