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91. Starting the Resistance
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2026-02-03 12:02:04
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The Tyrant's Bride Vow Chapter 122 — The Trap Closes
The moment Enola stepped into Spark Winery's headquarters, everyone fell silent.Not because she was late.Not because she had just been discharged from the hospital.But because she still had a white bandage across her forehead.The injury hadn't softened her appearance.If anything, it made her look more dangerous.The sound of her heels echoed across the marble floor.Sharp.Steady.Unhurried.Luna walked beside her carrying several files while Hayle followed behind.Employees immediately lowered their heads.Nobody dared stop her.Nobody dared ask questions.Everyone had already heard about the accident.Everyone knew someone had tried to attack Madam Spark.And everyone knew Enola had survived.Again."Madam."Hayle finally spoke as they entered the private elevator."The directors are already inside."Enola nodded."And Clarine?"Hayle's expression tightened."She's been busy."That earned a small smile from Enola.The elevator doors closed."What did she do?"Hayle exhaled."Sh
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 121. The Devil's Bargain
The black SUV sped through the empty highway.Rain clouds gathered above the city.Inside the car, Neo and Nova had fallen asleep in their child seats after crying themselves exhausted.Luna sat beside them, occasionally checking their condition.Meanwhile, Enola sat in the front passenger seat.Her gaze remained fixed on the road ahead.Silent.Thinking.Clarisse's words still echoed inside her head."I don't want love anymore.""I want security."Enola understood that feeling more than anyone.Because she had once lived her entire life chasing the same thing.Security.A place she could call hers.A position no one could take away.A future she could control.The difference was that Enola had Damian.Clarisse had no one.And people with nothing left to lose were often the most dangerous.Her phone vibrated.Damian.Enola answered immediately."Where are you?"His voice sounded tense."We're heading home.""Any problems?"Enola glanced at the rear-view mirror.For the first time—she
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 120. The Price of Fear
"Madam!"Luna's voice cracked through the phone.Enola shot up from her chair.For a second, her heart seemed to stop beating."What happened?""Neo and Nova aren't in their room."The world went silent.Completely silent.Damian, who had been standing near the window, immediately turned around.His eyes met Enola's.Her face had gone pale."What do you mean they're not there?" Enola asked quietly."I only stepped out for a few minutes to receive a report from Hayle. When I came back, the babysitter said they were gone."The phone nearly slipped from Enola's hand.Damian was already beside her."What happened?"Enola looked up at him."Neo and Nova are missing."For the first time since their marriage, Enola watched the color drain from Damian's face.Not anger.Not coldness.Fear.Real fear.**Twenty minutes later, the entire mansion was in chaos.Guards rushed in and out.Ethan was answering calls nonstop.The babysitter was crying.Luna kept reviewing security footage.Damian stoo
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 119. Ghosts Don’t Stay Buried
The house was too quiet.Not abandoned quiet.Occupied quiet.The kind that made every sound feel wrong.Damian slowly stepped in front of Enola the moment the footsteps echoed upstairs. His arm instinctively moved slightly in front of her waist, shielding her without even looking back.“Stay behind me,” he said calmly.Enola noticed it immediately.Not control.Not dominance.Protection.That subtle difference did something strange to her chest.The old wooden floor creaked beneath Damian’s shoes as they moved deeper into the dark house. Moonlight slipped weakly through cracked windows, barely illuminating the hallway.The air smelled old.Dust.Rain.And faint perfume.Feminine.Enola’s heels clicked softly behind Damian. The sound blended with the distant storm outside.Another floorboard groaned upstairs.Someone had definitely been here.Recently.Damian’s expression hardened. He reached inside his coat slowly, fingers brushing the handgun secured beneath his jacket.Enola lowere
The Tyrant's Bride Vow Chapter 118 — The Things Buried With Fire
The penthouse felt too quiet.Rain tapped softly against the glass walls while the city lights below flickered like distant embers. Somewhere behind them, the fireplace crackled low, but even that warmth couldn’t soften the tension filling the room.Enola sat on the edge of the sofa with Hayle’s rescued laptop resting on her thighs.The screen glowed against her pale face.Damian stood near the minibar, one hand inside his pocket, the other holding a glass untouched for the past ten minutes.Neither of them spoke.The file remained open between them like a wound.A transfer document.An old transaction.Illegal funding.The sender wasn’t Reginald.Wasn’t Clarine.Wasn’t Victor.It was the name of Clarisse’s adoptive family.And beneath the approval section—Alexander Cassel’s signature.Enola slowly lifted her eyes toward Damian.“Your father knew about this…”The words settled heavily in the room.Damian’s jaw tightened slightly.Not angry.Not cold.Just… shaken.That alone felt unf
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 117. The Devil You Disturb
Rain poured heavily across the city.The black sedan cut through the wet streets at high speed while thunder rumbled somewhere above the skyline. The atmosphere inside the car felt suffocatingly quiet.Enola stared outside the window without blinking.Streetlights blurred into streaks of gold against the rain-covered glass.Beside her, Damian sat unusually still.His jaw was tight.One hand rested against his knee while the other held his phone, waiting for updates from Ethan.But his attention kept drifting back to Enola.She had not said a single unnecessary word since they left Royal Cassel Hotel.And somehow…that frightened him more.Because Enola’s silence tonight did not feel cold.It felt controlled.Like someone standing calmly in the middle of a burning building while deciding who deserved to die first.“Hayle is alive.”Ethan’s voice suddenly came through the speaker from Damian’s phone.Enola’s eyes finally shifted.“He suffered minor burns and smoke inhalation,” Ethan con
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 19. Invisible Wounds
Three days after the Cassel family dinner, the outside world began to tremble with something that smelled rotten. On digital screens, social media, and even leading business websites, the same headlines appeared: “Damian Cassel’s New Wife Dragged into Past Scandal!”“Enola Spark—The Heiress Who D
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 18. The Cassel Family War Table
The sky above the Cassel manor looked dim that afternoon, as if absorbing the tension that hung over the Cassel family’s magnificent residence. The family dinner—a tradition that was supposed to symbolize togetherness—had now turned into a stage full of embers beneath the surface of crystal and sil
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 17. The Reborn Spark Blood
Reginald’s voice echoed with anger in the morning after last night’s charity gala. The old Spark family residence was shocked by Reginald’s anger towards Clarine.“Enough, Clarine!” Reginald slammed the documents on the table in the break room. His face was red with anger. Clarine sat stiffly on th
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 16. The Golden Gala that set the name ablaze
The silver satin dress hugged Enola’s body perfectly, exuding an aura of elegance that made her the center of attention at the annual charity gala held by the Cassel Group tonight. Enola’s slender neck and shoulders, down to her collarbone, were proof that her physique was more attractive than that
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