MasukChapter 284Cynthia's POVI was still catching my breath, my heart pounding from the sprint, when Detective Susan appeared beside Kevin's car.Her expression was a mixture of frustration and disapproval."Ms. Cynclair," she said, her tone sharp. "I specifically told you to stay back and let us handle this.""I know," I said, not backing down. "But…""No buts," Detective Susan interrupted. "This is an active investigation. A potentially dangerous situation. You could have compromised the entire operation."Kevin stepped forward, placing himself slightly between me and the detective."With all due respect, Detective," he said, "if Cynthia hadn't been here, you wouldn't have noticed that guy in the hoodie approaching. Her alertness is what alerted your team."Detective Susan's jaw tightened."That may be true," she said. "But it doesn't change the fact that civilians have no business being at an active scene. You both need to leave. Now.""No," I said firmly.Detective Susan's eyebrows s
Chapter 283Third Person POVAnna sat back in her chair, her expression calculating despite the tears still wet on her cheeks."I'll take you to the place," she said quietly. "But I need guarantees."Detective Susan raised an eyebrow. "Guarantees?""A comfortable prison," Anna said, meeting the detective's gaze steadily. "Less restrictive. Protection from Grace and Pascal if they're ever caught. And assurance that Hayden will be cared for properly while I'm serving my sentence."Detective Susan's jaw tightened. "You're in no position to make demands, Ms. Walker.""Then I guess you'll have to find the cabin on your own," Anna replied, her voice hardening slightly. "Good luck with that. It's not on any official records. Jerome bought it under a shell company that doesn't exist anymore."Cynthia leaned forward, her hands flat on the table."Anna," she said quietly. "Please. If you know where Ethan is, just tell us. Don't make this about…""I'm not making this about anything except surviv
Chapter 282Cynthia's POVI didn't even bother grabbing my coat.Didn't tell the contractor I was leaving.Didn't do anything except follow Kevin out of the restaurant and into his car, my heart pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears.Anna had been found and she should know where Ethan is.Kevin drove like a man possessed, weaving through traffic, running yellow lights, his jaw clenched tight."Where did they find her?" I asked, my voice shaking."Abandoned motel on the east side of the city," Kevin said. "She'd been hiding there for months. The investigators tracked her through a cash withdrawal she made last week. Stupid mistake on her part.""Is she okay?" I asked.Kevin shot me a look. "Why do you care if she's okay?""Because she helped us," I said. "She let us go. She…""She also sabotaged your restaurant and worked with Grace to kidnap you in the first place," Kevin interrupted sharply. "Don't forget that."I fell silent, because he was right.Anna had done terrible things
Chapter 281Cynthia's POVFive months since Ethan had disappeared from that warehouse, leaving behind nothing but blood and unanswered questions.One hundred and fifty-two days of waking up each morning and forcing myself to believe that today might be the day we'd finally get answers, living in a suspended state between hope and despair, between moving forward and standing completely still.But I hadn't given up.I'd promised Kevin I wouldn't, and I'd meant it.So I'd pulled myself together, piece by painful piece. I'd gotten out of bed. I'd started eating regularly again. I'd left Amber at Nathaniel and Helen's visiting as often as possible and promising him that things would get better, even though I wasn't entirely sure I believed it myself.And I'd started building something new.A restaurant here in Missford.Not to replace Maison Cynclair in Paris, but to give myself something to focus on besides the endless waiting. Something concrete and real that I could pour my energy into
Chapter 280Cynthia's POVKevin's shoulders shook as he cried, his hands gripping mine tightly, like he was afraid I might disappear if he let go."This is my fault," he said, his voice breaking. "All of it. If I'd just followed you into the hospital that day—if I hadn't stayed in the car like an idiot—maybe none of this would have happened."I blinked slowly, his words filtering through the fog that had wrapped around my mind for weeks."Kevin…" I started, my voice hoarse from disuse."I know…" Kevin interrupted, wiping roughly at his eyes. "I let you go in alone. I knew something felt wrong. I knew you were taking too long. But I didn't trust my gut. I didn't go check on you when I should have."He looked at me, and the guilt in his eyes was so raw it hurt to see."And now Ethan's gone," Kevin said. "And you're... you're disappearing too, Cici. Right in front of me. And I don't know how to stop it."Tears burned at the corners of my own eyes."Every morning," Kevin continued, his vo
Chapter 279Cynthia's POVSix weeks. Six damn weeks! Fucking forty-two days. One thousand and eight hours.I'd stopped counting after the first month. What was the point?The numbers didn't change anything.Didn't bring Ethan back or make the pain any less suffocating.The police had officially scaled back the search.They didn't announce it publicly — there was no press conference, no formal statement — but I could tell.The phone calls from the Detective became less frequent.Once a day became every other day.Then once a week, then nothing.The last time we spoke, she'd used the word "unlikely.""It's unlikely we'll find Mr. Walker at this point, Ms. Cynclair."Such a polite way of saying impossible, a fucking gentle way of saying give up.The media had already made their conclusions.The headlines shifted from hopeful to resigned to outright morbid."Ethan Walker: Six Weeks Missing, Presumed Dead""Forensic Experts: Blood Loss Would Have Been Fatal""Police Believe Body May Have B
Chapter 47Cynthia's POV"How bad is it?" Kevin asked, though his expression said he already knew."Bad," I whispered. "Health violations. Food poisoning complaints. Anonymous tips. The press is already circling.""It's a setup," Julian said sharply. "Remember the Le Jardin Secret incident last year
Chapter 52 Cynthia's POV It’s been up to ten hours since I'd landed in Paris, and I hadn't eaten a proper meal or slept a single minute. My eyes burned from staring at screens. My back ached from hunching over the security monitors. The coffee I'd been drinking had long since stopped working, no
Chapter 54 Ethan's POV When I finally focused through the haze of alcohol, I realized what was actually happening. Anna. Of course it was Anna. She'd attacked Sienna, grabbed her by the hair and yanked her off my lap like some kind of territorial animal. Now the two of them were rolling around
Chapter 35Ethan’s POVThe drive back from the gala felt endless. I’d dropped Anna off first, making sure the sitter was really there like she’d said — and that Hayden was safe in her room. When Hayden saw me, that tiny sleepy laugh of hers nearly undid me. She had that same brightness in her eyes







