บททั้งหมดของ The Second Wife's Revenge : บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

I woke to cold. Concrete floor. Hands zip-tied behind my back.My head throbbed. Everything hurt.I blinked. Tried to focus. Warehouse. Abandoned. Windows boarded. Single light bulb hanging overhead."She's awake."The voice. I knew it now. Recognized it.Martin Schaffer. Cross's lawyer.He stood in the corner. Suit still perfect. Face expressionless."You shouldn't have gone to that storage unit," he said.My stomach dropped. They'd been watching me. Following me."Where am I?""Somewhere no one will find you."I tried to sit up. Pain shot through my ribs. Probably bruised from when they'd grabbed me."This is kidnapping. You're a lawyer. You know what that means.""I know exactly what it means. But desperate times require desperate measures."Footsteps. Someone else entering.Julian Cross walked into the light.He wasn't in prison jumpsuit anymore. Regular clothes. Free."How are you out?" I asked."Bail. Posted this morning. Part of the immunity negotiation. I'm officially free pen

We were back at the cabin. Safe. Cross was in custody.But I couldn't stop shaking.Marcus sat beside me on the couch. "You need to eat something.""I'm not hungry.""You need to try."Sienna brought soup. Homemade. Still warm. "Please. Just a little."I took the bowl. Managed three spoonfuls before my stomach rebelled."I keep seeing his face. The gun. The fear in his eyes.""He's locked up now," Marcus said. "Maximum security. He can't hurt you anymore.""I know. But my brain doesn't believe it yet."Rachel arrived an hour later. Laptop bag. Legal documents. All business."Cross's arraignment is scheduled for tomorrow morning. Nine AM. Federal courthouse.""That fast?""Judge wants him formally charged before any legal maneuvering starts. His lawyers are already filing motions.""For what?""Everything. Dismissal. Change of venue. Suppression of evidence. Standard defense tactics.""Will any of it work?""No. The kidnapping alone voids his immunity. Add the assault, the threats, the

The next morning, Santos called with news."Flynn's lawyer filed paperwork. He's officially withdrawing his plea deal. He'll face life without parole and testify against everyone. No immunity. No reduced sentence. Just cooperation.""Why?" I asked."His lawyer claims Flynn wants to show remorse. Prove he's changed. Help the prosecution in exchange for clemency consideration at sentencing.""Clemency consideration isn't a guarantee.""No. But it's a chance. A slim one. Flynn's gambling that full cooperation might get him transferred to a better facility. Maybe conjugal visits someday. Something."Marcus was listening on speaker. "Or he's desperate. Knows life in prison is coming and he's trying anything to make it less terrible.""Probably both," Santos agreed. "Either way, we benefit. Flynn knows things. Names. Operations. Crimes we haven't uncovered yet. He's offering all of it.""When does he testify?""Next week. Pre-trial deposition. We're documenting everything before Cross's tri

We held a press conference two weeks later. Midtown hotel. Conference room packed with reporters.I stood at the podium. Rachel beside me. Sienna holding Sofia in the front row.My hands were shaking. I gripped the sides of the podium to steady them."My name is Aria Winters. Three months ago, I discovered my husband was a bigamist. An abuser. A criminal. He drugged me for two years without my knowledge. Controlled every aspect of my life. Nearly destroyed me."Cameras flashed. Reporters scribbled notes."I survived because one woman helped me. Her name was Gloria Martinez. She was a social worker. She gave me courage. Showed me I deserved better. Believed in me when I couldn't believe in myself."My voice cracked. I pushed through."Gloria was murdered by my husband and his criminal organization. She died protecting me. Protecting others. Doing the work she loved."I paused. Let that sink in."Today, I'm announcing the Gloria Martinez Foundation. A nonprofit dedicated to helping dome

David Chen stood five feet away. Holding a legal pad. Expression neutral."Ms. Winters, you've stated you loved Flynn Lancaster. Is that correct?""I thought I did. Yes.""And you married him willingly?""Yes. But I married him based on lies. I didn't know the truth.""But you did marry him. Signed the marriage certificate. Took vows. Correct?""Yes.""And during your marriage, you lived in a luxury apartment. Drove an expensive car. Had access to significant funds. Correct?"I saw where he was going. Trying to paint me as materialistic."Flynn controlled the finances. I had access to what he allowed.""But you benefited from his wealth. Yes or no?""I lived in his apartment. Yes.""And now you're very wealthy yourself. One hundred eighty-five million dollars. Correct?"Jennifer stood. "Objection. Relevance.""Your Honor, I'm establishing the witness's financial motivations.""I'll allow it. But make your point, Mr. Chen."Chen turned back to me. "You inherited a fortune after all thi