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“Leave it outside the door.”“I need a signature—”“Leave it or take it back. Your choice.”The man shrugged and set the bag down. Jessica waited until she heard his footsteps going down the stairs, then quickly opened the door, grabbed the bag, and locked herself back inside.She dumped the cash on the table. Another two million.“Four million down, six million to go,” she said gleefully.OUTSIDE THE APARTMENT BUILDING - 9:15 PMViktor and his team watched from a van across the street. They’d been there for two hours, waiting.“She’s getting deliveries,” one of his men said. “Money mules bringing cash.”“How many so far?”“Three. Probably two million each time based on the size of the bags.”“Good. Let her get all the money. Let her feel safe. Let her think she’s won.” Viktor checked his weapon. “Then we move. Remember children first. Extract them safely. They see nothing. They hear nothing. Clean and fast.”“And the woman?”Viktor’s face went cold. “After the children are safe, we

“Alejandro will never allow this!” Gabriella yelled.Amelia laughed softly.“Alejandro doesn’t own this penthouse. I do,” she said. “He lives here because he’s my husband.”Her eyes hardened. “You live here because a judge made a very stupid decision.”She leaned closer. “But that judge forgot one thing I’m a billionaire businesswoman who knows exactly how to use money as a weapon.”Her voice dropped.“So you have two choices. Pay my fees and follow my rules… or pack your bags and leave.”Gabriella suddenly pushed her chair back and stood up, shaking with anger.“You think you’re so smart,” she spat. “So powerful. But you’re just a bitter woman whose husband got another woman pregnant.”Her eyes burned with hatred. “That’s what you are. A failure.”Amelia’s smile turned sharp as a blade.“And you’re a woman who drugged a man, faked pregnancy test results, and now lives off his money while pretending to be a victim.”She crossed her arms.“At least I built my empire with my own hands. W

HOSPITAL – NEXT MORNINGThe morning sun came through the window as Amelia slowly sat up in the hospital bed. She felt weak, but her mind was clear.A nurse walked in with a clipboard.“Good morning, Mrs. Favino,” she said kindly. “How are you feeling today?”“Like I’ve had better days,” Amelia replied dryly.The nurse gave a small smile. “The doctor will be here soon to discharge you. He just wants to check a few things first.”A few minutes later, the door opened and Dr. Carter walked in, flipping through Amelia’s chart.“Well,” he said, looking up at her. “You look a lot better than you did yesterday.”“Low bar, doctor,” Amelia said.Dr. Carter chuckled and checked her pulse.“No dizziness? No chest pain?”“No.”“Good.” He closed the chart. “Your vitals are stable. You’re lucky. With everything you went through, your body handled the shock better than expected.”“Lucky,” Amelia repeated quietly.Dr. Carter studied her face for a moment.“Try to get some rest when you leave here,” he