Semua Bab The CEO’s Temptation : Bab 141 - Bab 146

*************************Morgan’s POV********************The night was thick with fog and tension.I hadn’t worn a bulletproof vest in years, not since before Sadie was born. But here I was—strapped up, crouched in the back of a black van with Mack, Claire, and two of Mack’s personal security men, waiting for the signal.Nora was alive. That was the only thing that mattered.The location we’d received through the decrypted files Etian left behind had been confirmed—an old estate on the outskirts of the city. Quiet. Remote. Guarded like a prison. Liam’s kind of place.Claire sat beside me, her eyes locked on the screen in her lap showing live drone footage of the property. Her fingers trembled, but her face was steel.“She’s inside,” she whispered, pointing. “West wing. Second floor. Small room. One window, barred.”Mack leaned over her shoulder. “We go in fast. Quiet. No unnecessary risks.”My stomach twisted. All this time trying to fix things through influence, quiet words, and fav

******************************Liam’s POV*********************They thought they’d won. That dragging that girl out of her cage would rattle me. Break me.Let them believe it.Let them celebrate with tired smiles and shaken hands. Let Rowe choke on his guilt, let Morgan cling to whatever hope he still has left. Let Henry pretend his blood doesn’t run in my veins.They were all fools if they thought this was over.I stood by the window of my study, the sky grey with the threat of rain. The glass was cool beneath my fingertips, a welcome contrast to the heat boiling under my skin.I could still hear Henry’s voice from the night before. Disappointment wrapped in a forced calm, pity painted over fury.“You held someone captive, Liam,” he’d said. “You’ve crossed a line even I can’t blur for you.”He looked at me like I was a disease.But he didn’t understand. None of them did.This wasn’t about Sadie anymore. Or Claire. Or even Mack.This was about being pushed aside. Forgotten. Replaced.I

************************Liam’s POV************************I woke to the sound of my phone exploding on the nightstand—buzzing, ringing, pinging like a warning bell in a mine shaft seconds before collapse.At first, I thought it was Roger; my loyal worker. He always called at odd hours, to give me information and updates about our plans. But then came the second buzz. Third. Tenth. By the time I sat up and grabbed my phone, the screen was a mess of notifications.Missed Calls: 23Messages: 78Mentions: Hundreds.Then I saw the headlines.“Billionaire’s Dirty Web: Inside Liam Agyis’ Trail of Abuse, Manipulation, and Murder.”A red film blurred my vision as I clicked through the article, scanned photos I’d hidden for years. Pictures of Etian. The precinct files. Aliana’s terrified eyes. Even audio clips—grainy, but damning. My voice. My orders.They’d leaked everything.No. Not leaked.They’d declared war.I crushed the phone against the wall with one clean throw. It cracked and shatter