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Chapter 33: The Drunk Dial
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The double doors of St. Jude’s Hospital slid open.Vespera stepped out into the cool afternoon air, expecting relief. Instead, she was hit by a wall of noise."There she is!" "Vespera! Vespera!" "Mrs. Hale, how does it feel to be vindicated?"The paparazzi had multiplied. They swarmed the hospital entrance, a chaotic sea of cameras and microphones. But the tone had shifted. They weren't shouting accusations anymore. They were chanting her name like a mantra.Queen Vespera. The Victim. The Survivor.It was the victory lap she had orchestrated. She should be smiling. She should be basking in the destruction of the Thorne dynasty.But as Vespera took a step forward, the ground felt... soft. Spongy. Like walking on a mattress.She blinked. The flashbulbs popping around her didn't look like cameras. They looked like headlights. Blinding, strobe-light beams cutting through the darkness.Screech.A car braked hard nearby—likely a taxi dropping someone off.To Vespera’s ears, the sound warped
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Vane Strategy Headquarters. 15:00 PM.Vespera sat in her ergonomic chair, watching the upload progress bar on her main monitor.UPLOADING: 98%..."Are you sure?" Cyprian asked from the doorway. He was leaning against the frame, watching her with that familiar mix of awe and concern. "Once you release medical records, you cross a line. Privacy laws...""Privacy laws protect patients," Vespera corrected, her finger hovering over the mouse. "They don't protect criminals who fake medical conditions to frame people for murder."She looked at the file she had prepared.It contained everything. The hacked server logs from Elara’s gynecologist. The real ultrasound scans from yesterday (empty uterus). The receipts for the "Prosthetic Bump - Trimester 2" purchased from a theatrical supply store in London."She tried to send me to prison, Cyprian," Vespera said, her voice devoid of emotion. "She threw herself down a flight of stairs to convince the world I killed a baby. I’m not ruining her priv
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The VIP waiting room at St. Jude’s Hospital was supposed to be a place of quiet reflection. Currently, it sounded like a slaughterhouse."You killed him! You killed my grandson!"Mrs. Thorne was shrieking. She was slumped in a beige armchair, clutching a handkerchief, her face a mask of blotchy red fury."He hadn't even taken his first breath!" she wailed, pointing a shaking finger at Vespera. "And you shoved his mother down the stairs because you're jealous! You're a barren, hateful witch!"Lysander paced the room like a caged animal. He still wore the tuxedo pants from the night before, now wrinkled and stained. He looked manic."The police are on their way up," Lysander spat, glaring at Vespera. "Witnesses saw it, Vespera. Fifty people saw you standing over her. You're going to prison for double homicide if that baby dies."Vespera stood near the door, leaning against the wall. She hadn't sat down. She hadn't taken off her sunglasses. Beside her, Cyprian stood with his arms crossed
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The strap of the prosthetic bump was digging into Elara’s skin.It was itchy. It was hot. And it was a ticking time bomb.Elara stood in the reflection of the shop window at the Aethelgard City Center, adjusting her pastel blue maternity dress. She looked radiant. She looked fragile. She looked like the perfect mother-to-be.But underneath the silk, there was only foam padding and lies."Three months," Elara whispered to her reflection, panic clawing at her throat. "I’m supposed to be showing. Lysander keeps asking to go to the doctor. I can't keep faking the ultrasounds."She was trapped. Lysander was ruined. The necklace money was gone. The company was collapsing. If he found out she wasn't pregnant—that she had lied to trap him—he would kill her. Or worse, he would kick her out onto the street with nothing.She needed an exit.She needed a tragedy.A miscarriage would solve everything. It would garner sympathy. It would distract Lysander from his bankruptcy. It would explain why th
Savage Reborn: Dumped Him to Marry the Billionaire Chapter 34
The line went dead with a digital click that sounded like a gunshot.Lysander Thorne sat in the darkened library of his estate, the phone pressed to his ear, listening to the silence.He wasn't in a bar. His home had become the bar. Bottles of vintage scotch—the ones he hadn't sold yet—littered the antique desk. The air smelled of expensive alcohol and cheap desperation.He lowered the phone slowly, his hand trembling.My wife is sleeping.The voice hadn't been human. It was a low, subsonic rumble that triggered a primal flight response in Lysander’s hindbrain. It was the growl of a predator disturbed in its den."He's lying," Lysander whispered to the empty room. "She's not sleeping. She's... she's crying. He made her hang up."He tried to convince himself. He tried to summon the image of Vespera as the victim—the fragile girl he had controlled for five years. But the image wouldn't hold.Instead, he saw the mental picture Cyprian had painted: Vespera warm, safe, and naked in the arm
Savage Reborn: Dumped Him to Marry the Billionaire Chapter 33: The Drunk Dial
03:14 AM.The time was glowing faintly in red on the digital clock.The room was pitch black, save for the sliver of moonlight cutting through the gap in the velvet curtains. The silence in the Master Suite was absolute, a heavy, comfortable blanket that smelled of cedar and sleep.Vespera was deep in a dreamless slumber, curled on her side, buried under the down duvet.Bzzzt. Bzzzt.The sound was small, but in the silence, it felt like a drill against her skull.The vibration rattled the mahogany nightstand.Vespera groaned, burying her face in the pillow. She swatted blindly at the source of the noise, hoping to knock it off the table so it would die.Bzzzt. Bzzzt. Bzzzt.Relentless.She peeled one eye open, her brain foggy. Who was calling her at three in the morning? Was it an emergency? Had the police returned?She pushed herself up on one elbow, shivering as the cold air hit her bare shoulder. She grabbed the phone, squinting against the blinding blue light of the screen.Caller
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