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Runaway With Mr. CEO’s Triplets Chapter 451
RAMONI didn’t expect the rage to hit me so fast."You killed them," I said, my voice shaking, low and bitter. "You killed every single one of them just so you could fake your death?"Richard smiled like he was talking about the weather. Calm. Unbothered. "They helped me. But help only goes so far, nephew. They might get greedy. I couldn’t risk that."I stared at him, sick to my stomach. "You murdered them. Guards. Inmates. Innocent people. Just to stage your little vanishing act?"He tilted his head. "You think they were all innocent? You think the state hires saints to run prisons? Come on. Don’t be naïve."I clenched my fists so hard, I felt my nails pierce my skin. The heat inside me was almost unbearable. "You’re disgusting."He still didn’t flinch. "I did what I had to."I stepped forward. "Then why are you here? You think I’ll just stand here and do nothing? You think I won’t report you?"That was when he pulled the phone from his coat pocket and calmly turned the screen toward
Runaway With Mr. CEO’s Triplets Chapter 450
RAMONThe phone call came just after sunrise.I was still in bed, the early light creeping through the curtains. My eyes burned from barely sleeping. The ringtone jolted me upright.“Mr. Ramon? This is Deputy Elkins. I'm calling from the station. There has been an incident at the prison. A fire.”I sat up slowly, my hands gripping the sheets like they were the only thing keeping me upright. The room felt colder somehow. “A fire? What kind of fire?”“An explosion, sir. It spread fast. Most of the facility is gone. All the inmates and guards they’re presumed dead.”I froze. My heart pounded against my ribs like it was trying to get out. I pressed the phone tighter to my ear, struggling to breathe. “You’re saying Richard is… gone?”The deputy hesitated. “We can’t confirm individual bodies, sir. The fire was extensive. But… there were no survivors. We’ll need you to come down and sign his death certificate.”I didn’t respond right away.Gone?My uncle… gone?After everything?The silence
Runaway With Mr. CEO’s Triplets Chapter 449
RICHARDThe cold stone slab had long lost its chill, but a different kind of cold settled in my bones as the last footsteps faded. I waited, just to be sure. Silence. Finally, I pushed myself up, my muscles stiff but my purpose clear. This was it. The final act.I walked towards the front of the prison, no more waiting, no more planning in the shadows. Just execution.Two officers were there, leaning against a desk, looking bored. They straightened up when they saw me."Richard, right?" one of them, a burly man with a thick mustache, asked. He had a slight tremor in his voice, a hint of nervousness he tried to hide."That's me," I said, my voice calm, almost too calm. "You received the… package?"The other officer, younger, with shifty eyes, nodded quickly. "Yes, sir. Just as you instructed. All accounted for." He gestured vaguely towards a large, nondescript bag on the floor. "More than enough, actually."I smiled, a genuine smile, though it probably looked unsettling. "Good. Excelle
Runaway With Mr. CEO’s Triplets Chapter 448
PHOEBEThe police station felt colder than usual. The lights buzzed overhead, sterile and too bright, making everything feel more real than I wanted it to. Ramon stood beside me, his arms folded tightly across his chest, jaw clenched. Neither of us said a word as we waited.When the officer finally returned and led us down the hallway, the silence grew heavier."You don't have to see this if you don't want to," the officer said gently.Ramon didn’t even look at him. He just nodded, his steps steady.We entered the small room. The air smelled faintly of bleach and something else, distant and metallic. There, on the cold metal table, lay Richard.His skin was pale, almost grey. His face looked peaceful, too peaceful, and it sent a chill down my spine. The red splotches around his neck were stark and angry. His clothes, now torn, had been used to hang himself.I held my breath.Ramon didn’t speak. He just stared.I watched him carefully. His shoulders were stiff, but his eyes, they were
Runaway With Mr. CEO’s Triplets Chapter 447
PHOEBEI opened the door to the hospital room and froze.There she was, Winnie, taller, thinner, but unmistakably alive. Her eyes widened, and a huge, broken smile spread across her face.“Winnie!” I whispered, my voice cracking.She stepped forward and dropped her bag at her feet. “Phoebe!” Her arms wrapped around me so tight I felt like I’d never breathe again.I clung to her like I was afraid she’d vanish. “You’re here. You’re really here.”She pulled back, her hands on my shoulders, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I am. I’m alive.”I stared at her face, worn, a little thinner, but it was Winnie. My Winnie. “I thought… I thought I had lost you forever.”“It wasn’t your fault,” she whispered, her voice gentle, grounding. “And I know you blamed yourself. But I’m here.”I stepped back slightly and searched her face. “Winnie… I’m so sorry I didn’t listen. I should’ve fought harder. I should’ve believed in you.”She shook her head. “You did what you could. You trusted me once. That wa
Runaway With Mr. CEO’s Triplets Chapter 446
WINNIEI and Stephen sat on the boat’s deck, the wind tugging at my damp hair and the sea rocking gently below. Moonlight shimmered across the water. I’d waited for this moment for what felt like forever, and now that it was here... my heart pounded in my chest like a drum solo I couldn’t stop.“Nearly there,” the boat captain said, leaning over. “We hit the mainland in about an hour.”I nodded, my voice gone. I’d survived an accident that killed many. I’d been on a remote island for weeks. Seasickness nearly took me again. But now… home was close.“Dad,” I whispered to the waves. Tears stung my eyes. “I’m coming home.”And then there was Phoebe. I pictured her face when she saw me, still pale from being shot. Saw her expression, relief giving way to shock. Felt the ache in her arm. I hoped she was okay.My thoughts crashed into one another.It got dark. The sky became a blank canvas of navy. The boat slowed at a dock.“We’re here,” the captain announced.Stephen held my hands and we
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