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CHAPTER 11 - Silence
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Latton RipleyThe next chapters would be flashbacks of how Sherah and Ethan met. ***DON'T FORGET TO ADD THE STORY TO YOUR LIBRARY, #Comment #Like #SUPPORT #SherahHawke #EthanFarwell Feel free to check my other stories here: Hey, Stranger! Goodbye My Love & Alpha's Last Chance
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The moment Fallon and Nathan left the manor, Ethan hurriedly called Brooke not to check or locate Rebecca but to dig deeper into Fallon’s background.“Brooke,” Ethan muttered.“Working on it, boss. I’m checking all possible cameras that caught what happened—”“Change of plans. I need you to dig deeper into Fallon Kingsley.” Ethan cut him off.Brooke gasped, “The lawyer’s wife again? Why?” he questioned. Ethan stared out into the dark, “She said something tonight… something strange.”He replayed the words in his head.~I hope our baby looks like Nathan. If they look like me… then they won’t really look like me.~“What does that mean?” Ethan whispered to himself.His grip tightens around the phone.“Whatever you find, I want it on my desk by morning.” He demanded, then ended the call.Behind him, Madam Farwell stood by the sitting room archway, watching her grandson.“Ethan… are you sick? You’re not yourself.” She asked gently as she patted his back.Ethan turned slowly, his face blank
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SLAP!The sound cracked through the manor like a whip, echoing off the cold walls and high ceilings.Ethan's head jerked to the side. His cheek flushed a deep red from the impact. He didn’t raise his voice. Didn’t react.He stood there, head bowed, taking it. “I… I deserved that.”Fallon stood frozen. Her palm still hovered in the air, trembling from the force.“What the fuck is wrong with you?” She uttered through gritted teeth. Her hatred is more to herself than to him, as she longs for that kiss but needs to be stronger. His eyes flickered in shame, “I know. I do apologize for my behavior, Mrs. Kingsley.”A long silence passed between them, interrupted only by the ticking of the grandfather clock.Fallon stormed off into the living room. Ethan stood behind her, chest tight. But then his phone buzzed.A message from Brooke.~The culprits are on the move.~Attached were a police photo and an encrypted file.Ethan’s breath caught.It shows CCTV footage of Rebecca being dragged out of
Revenge Becomes Her CHAPTER 123 - At the Farwell Manor
Madam Farwell sat in the living room, trying futilely to relax with a novel. Her fingers trembled slightly against the pages, her jaw tense. Ever since Ethan announced his wedding, a storm had brewed beneath her polished demeanor. To her, it wasn’t a celebration. It was a catastrophe in a white dress.Her fleeting sense of tranquility shattered when a maid tiptoed in and announced, “The young master is here, Madam.”Startled, Madam Farwell snapped her book shut. Her eyes narrowed. He better not have brought that woman with him. The sound of two sets of footsteps echoed down the hallway. She didn’t even wait to see who it was.“I told you not to bring that woman here!” she barked.Fallon froze mid-step. Her hand went to her chest instinctively, her breath catching. Confused, she glanced at Ethan. “What did I do?” she thought in silent panic.She turned, ready to walk away, but Ethan gently grabbed her wrist and leaned in, whispering, “She’s not talking about you.”Then louder, “Grandma
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In the IMPERIAL PLAZA – FRONT ENTRANCESophia bursts through the grand glass doors of the venue, stumbling in her glimmering gown. Her veil had slipped halfway down her back, and her tiara sat crooked on her head. The once-perfect bride was now a portrait of devastation.Her makeup, once immaculately done, was now a dripping mess—black streaks trailing down her cheeks like war paint of a woman undone. She looked deranged, wild-eyed, and disoriented, like a princess abandoned at the altar.Civilians, hotel guests, and a few curious media reps pulled out their phones. Flashes sparked, record buttons flicked on.“Stop filming me, you vultures!” She yelled like a madwoman. She tried to snatch a phone from someone’s hand, but the crowd only grew. Her shrill sobs echoed down the street. Onlookers gasped and whispered, capturing every second of her very public unraveling.Meanwhile…IN THE VENUE BACK HALLNoel, who remained behind to coordinate damage control, watched through a window with
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In the hallway.Fallon laughs, “I can see you don’t remember me? We met briefly in the Farwell Group when I brought coffee to Mr. Farwell’s office,” she explains.Noel held the back of his neck in shame. He remembers her clearly, but is unsure why he acted stupidly. “I’m just messing with you, Mrs… I mean… Fallon. Of course, I remember.”All he knew was that he felt a familiarity with her, that he could joke around with her.Meanwhile, inside the GROOM 'S SUITEAllan stood by the minibar, pouring himself a shot of bourbon despite the early hour. Ethan sat on the couch, elbows resting on his knees, silent.“What a goddamn circus last night was. That Nathan motherfucking Kingsley sure is a bastard." Allan muttered harshly.Ethan didn't respond.“I mean, you don’t look like a man getting married today,” Allan added, turning to face him. “You look like a man walking toward the gallows.”Ethan chuckled darkly but said nothing.Then—Knock. Knock.They both turned.The doorknob twists, and
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“YOU... ARE... INSANE.”Nathan’s voice thundered through the living room like a gunshot. The crystal on the nearby tray rattled. His chest heaved with every breath as he stood frozen, shoulders squared, fury brimming beneath the surface.Fallon didn’t flinch.Her hands were folded neatly in front of her. Eyes lowered, staring at the floor. “The Imperial Plaza is impenetrable, Fallon. Ethan had calculated every step like it was a chess game; he was expecting a move. He’s hungry for it. He wants us to try something so he can pin it back to us and rip us apart.”Fallon’s lip trembled for the briefest second before she forced composure. “So… I don’t have your permission?”Nathan stared at her. That question, that fragile tilt of her head, unraveled something in him.“Bloody hell,” he hissed, stepping forward and grabbing her face gently, forcing her to meet his eyes. “You don’t need my permission. But you have my fear.”Fallon blinked, and her lashes caught the light like the wings of a
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