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Mrs. Harrow’s breath caught sharply.“Not because of Harrow,” Roman added. “Not because of revenge.”“This is about ensuring,” Elena said, pulling back, “that you never get the chance to aim at someone else again.”Mrs. Harrow stood frozen, rage collapsing inward, something darker creeping in to replace it.Fear.It bloomed slowly, inexorably, as understanding settled.Elena had not destroyed her life.Elena had survived it. And survival, Mrs. Harrow was beginning to realize, was far more terrifying than vengeance ever was.Elena turned first. Roman followed.They walked away calmly, unhurried, their footsteps fading into the low murmur of the memorial.Behind them, Mrs. Harrow remained rooted in place, surrounded by candles and flowers and grief that no longer belonged to her.Vengeance slipped from her grasp. And in its place, cold and suffocating, fear finally took hold.By evening, the story no longer belonged to whispers inside a memorial hall.It belonged to the world.The first
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They were almost out.The doors stood ahead of them like an exit from a held breath, tall and solemn, framed by candlelight and marble.Roman had already adjusted his stride, subtly angling Elena away from the remaining clusters of mourners.The memorial had given enough tonight. Too much, perhaps.Then Elena stopped.Not sharply. Not dramatically. Just enough that Roman felt the pause travel through the space between them like a warning.He followed her gaze.Mrs. Harrow stood alone near a stone column, half concealed by an arrangement of wilting white lilies.She looked… altered. Smaller, yes, but more than that, undone in ways money could no longer disguise.Her posture was rigid, chin lifted in defiance, yet her hands betrayed her, fingers clasped too tightly, knuckles pale.Roman exhaled slowly.“Elena,” he murmured. “We don’t need to.”“I do,” Elena said.She turned without waiting for his approval.Roman hesitated only a moment before falling into step beside her. Whatever hist
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Elena arrived at the memorial under a name that was not hers.Not publicly, at least.The invitation had not been meant for her. The world still believed Elena Sinclair was dead, and in many ways, that was the only reason she was standing here now, alive and breathing beneath the low amber lights of the hall.Roman walked beside her, close enough that their shoulders almost brushed. He did not touch her. Touch would draw attention. But his presence was a steady weight at her side, a reminder that she was not walking into this alone.The air inside the memorial space was thick with reverence and restraint.Candles lined the walls. White flowers crowded every surface, overwhelming in their abundance. Grief curated to look beautiful.Elena’s gaze found Lysandra’s photograph almost immediately.She did not flinch.The girl’s smile stared back at her, bright and unaware, frozen in a moment that had existed before everything went wrong.Elena had seen that smile up close. Had heard Lysandra
The Ultimatum Wife Chapter 213
Senator Vauxhaul did not raise his voice.That was what made it worse.The noise of the memorial ebbed around them, grief murmuring softly through the hall like a tide held back by glass. Flowers, candles, the polite choreography of condolences. All of it felt distant now, irrelevant, as though the world had narrowed to the space between them.He looked at Mrs. Harrow for a long moment after she spoke.Not with shock. Not even with outrage.With decision.“You’re right about one thing,” he said at last, his tone level, almost conversational. “If Lysandra were your daughter, you would not accept what you just told me.”Mrs. Harrow’s fingers curled slowly at her side.“But you’re wrong about the rest,” Vauxhaul continued. “Very wrong.”She opened her mouth, instinctively, and he lifted a hand. Not sharply. Just enough.“No,” he said. “You’ve spoken. Now you’ll listen.”The authority in his voice was not political. It was paternal. Absolute.“This did not start with my daughter,” he wen
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Mrs. Harrow rose slowly, joints stiff, spine straightening out of instinct rather than comfort.She crossed to the mirror near the window and studied her reflection.The woman staring back at her looked older than she remembered. Not weaker. Sharper. Stripped down to essentials. Power had once wrapped her like silk. Now there was nothing between her and consequence.“Wrong place,” she murmured, testing the words aloud. “Wrong time.”They sounded thin in the quiet room.But they were true.Lysandra Vauxhaul had not been the target.Elena had been.That fact had been lost somewhere between blood and headlines, buried beneath outrage and the public’s hunger for a villain.Mrs. Harrow had clung to it like a shield, repeating it to herself whenever the weight threatened to crush her.It had not been personal.It had not been deliberate.It had not been Lysandra.Yet even as she prepared the argument in her head, even as she shaped it into something clean and rational, she felt the familiar
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Mrs. Harrow watched the broadcast from a house that no longer felt like hers.The room was too quiet now. Too empty. The kind of silence that came after things had already been stripped away.No assistants hovering nearby. No phones vibrating with updates. No quiet assurance that money, influence, or fear would arrive to smooth the edges of reality.The Harrow family had gone bankrupt.Not slowly. Not gracefully. But violently. Accounts frozen. Assets seized. Partnerships dissolved overnight.Friends who once answered on the first ring now let it go to voicemail, if the number hadn’t already been blocked.All of it had begun after Lysandra’s death.Mrs. Harrow had told herself she knew why.Vauxhaul.Who else could dismantle a legacy so efficiently?Who else had the reach, the motive, the cold precision?A grieving father with power and nothing left to lose.She had been certain he was retaliating. Certain that this was punishment for the bounty.The bounty she had called.Her jaw tig
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