Semua Bab Billionaire Alpha's Ex-wife and Her Hidden Cubs : Bab 171 - Bab 180

The flight to London had been torture. Rosa sat in first class. Dante spared no expense for his operations, but the luxury meant nothing when her stomach churned with morning sickness and dread. The bottle of poison sat in her purse, wrapped in tissue paper, innocent and deadly. I can't do this. I can't poison someone. I'm not a murderer. You already are. You killed Kelvin. That was different. That was self-defense. And this is survival. Your children's survival. Marcus's survival. Elena's survival. He made sure she remembered it all. The gala was being held at a very big important hall in London. Rosa arrived in a car Dante had arranged, wearing a black evening gown that made her look elegant completed by her long hair.. "Remember," Bonnie had briefed her on the plane, "Lord Harrington is a philanthropist. He funds orphanages, children's hospitals, and refugee programs. Play to that. Tell him you represent a charitable foundation. Get close. Earn his trust. Then pois

The plane touched the ground at six AM. Rosa hadn't slept. Hadn't eaten. Had just sat in that first-class seat staring at nothing while her mind replayed every word Lord Harrington had said. Those babies you're carrying? They deserve a mother who fights for what's right, not just what's safe. The car waiting at the airport took her straight to Dante's building. Not home. Not to see Elena or Marcus or Pierce. Straight to face the consequences of her failure. Rosa's hands trembled as the elevator climbed to the penthouse. The poison was still in her purse, still full. Evidence of her betrayal. Evidence that she wasn't the weapon Dante thought he'd forged. The elevator doors opened, and the fresh air hit her. Bonnie was waiting, her face carefully blank. "He's been expecting you," Bonnie said quietly. "Mrs. Blackwood, I'd advise you to.." "To what? Lie? Pretend I succeeded?" Rosa laughed bitterly. "He already knows, doesn't he? Lord Harrington probably called him the moment I left.

If you want out, there's a way. But you have to take the first step. Destroy this letter after reading. Trust no one. And remember: courage isn't the absence of fear. It's doing what's right despite the fear. - A Friend Rosa's hands trembled. "Pierce, who delivered this?" "I don't know. It was just there. On your bed. Inside our locked house." "Lord Harrington," Rosa whispered. "It has to be from him." "It's a way out," Pierce said. "A chance to escape. But you have to—" The front window exploded. Glass shattered everywhere. Elena screamed. Marcus dropped to the floor. Pierce lunged for the kids as gunfire erupted from outside. "Get down!" Pierce shouted. Rosa grabbed Elena, pulled her behind the couch. Pierce covered them with his body as bullets punched through the walls. "What's happening?" Elens asked. "Mommy, what's happening?" "I don't know, baby. I don't know." The gunfire stopped as suddenly as it started. Then voices outside. Men shouting. Footsteps on the porch

Rosa sat in a chair across from them, exhausted . "I know you're both angry with me. You have every right to be. But I need you to understand—" "Understand what?" Marcus exploded, standing up. "That you destroyed our family? That you made us fugitives? That my little sister has nightmares because you married a criminal and got her kidnapped?" "Marcus, enough," Pierce warmed. "It's not enough! Nothing's enough! She ruined everything and now we're hiding in some cabin in the woods like criminals ourselves!" Marcus snapped tears streaming down his face. "I hate this! I hate all of this! And I hate that you made me hate you!" Rosa felt something inside her shatter completely. "Marcus," she started, her own voice breaking. But Marcus stormed into the other bedroom, slamming the door behind him. Rosa and Pierce sat in the silence that followed, the weight of everything that had happened pressing down on them. "He doesn't mean it," Pierce said quietly. "Yes, he does. And he's right

Pierce's jaw clenched, but he nodded. "Fine. We talk to him. But the kids stay far away from this conversation." "Agreed," Lord Harrington said. "Follow me." He led them downstairs to a secure room with reinforced walls and no windows. A large monitor sat on one wall. "When you're ready," he said. "I'll be outside. If things go wrong, if he threatens immediate action, we'll cut the feed and evacuate immediately. Understood?" "Understood," Rosa said. Lord Harrington left, closing the door behind him. Rosa and Pierce stood in front of the camera, holding hands, waiting. The monitor turned on. Dante appeared on the screen, sitting in what looked like an expensive office, a drink in his hand, perfectly composed. He smiled when he saw them. "Rosa. Pierce. You both look terrible. Rough night?" "What do you want, Dante?" Rosa's voice was steadier than she felt. "Straight to business. I appreciate that. Though I must say, I'm disappointed in you, Rosa. We had an arrangement. I gave y