BILLIONAIRE'S FORSAKEN WIFE RETURNS: His Fight For Redemptio의 모든 챕터: 챕터 121 - 챕터 130

The ambulance sirens blared as it pulled into the emergency bay of the family hospital. Declan sat on the stretcher, a bandage pressed to the cut on his forehead, blood still drying on his shirt. The paramedics had been talking to him the whole way, but his mind was somewhere else.When the doors opened, Octavia was already running toward the ambulance. One of the nurses had recognized the name and called her immediately.“Declan!” Octavia’s voice cracked as she pushed through the paramedics. “Oh my God, what happened? Are you okay?”She reached him and grabbed his hand, her eyes wide with panic. “Talk to me. Tell me you’re okay.”Declan squeezed her hand tightly. “I’m fine, Octavia. I’m fine. I’m okay. It’s just a cut on my head. The car crashed, but I’m alright. Look at me. I’m talking to you, right?”Octavia looked at the paramedics. “What are his vitals? Did he lose consciousness? Any signs of concussion?”One of the paramedics answered, “Stable vitals, but we need to get him insi

The nanny arrived at the school right on time, as she always did. Seraphina ran into her arms the moment she spotted her waiting by the gate."There you are!" the nanny laughed, taking her backpack. "Ready to go home?""Yes!" Seraphina grinned. "Daddy said he might be home early today."The nanny smiled and helped her into the back seat before taking her usual place in the front beside the driver. The drive began normally. Halfway to the mansion, traffic suddenly slowed."What happened?" the nanny asked, leaning forward.The driver frowned. "Looks like an accident."Several cars had stopped ahead, blocking the road. Before either of them could think much of it, a loud bang echoed against the vehicle. The driver jumped. A second vehicle swerved in front of them.Then everything happened at once.The doors were yanked open. Masked men appeared from nowhere. The driver barely had time to react before he was dragged from his seat."Hey! What are you doing?!" the nanny screamed.One of the

Declan and Octavia parked the car a block away from the old warehouse on the east side of the city. The building looked abandoned, with broken windows and rusting metal doors. They had followed the final clue from Vanessa’s ransom call and every instinct told them this was the place.“Stay close to me,” Declan whispered as they moved toward the side entrance. “If anything goes wrong, you get Seraphina out first. Promise me.”Octavia nodded.They slipped inside through a broken side door. The warehouse was dark and dusty. The only light came from a single bulb hanging in the far corner.They heard a small, weak voice.“Mommy… Daddy…”Seraphina.They ran toward the sound. In a small room at the back, Seraphina was tied to a chair. She looked haggard. Her face was pale, her eyes sunken, and her lips were dry. She hadn’t been fed properly for almost three days. Her clothes were dirty, and she was trembling.“Seraphina!” Octavia cried, rushing forward.“Mommy!” Seraphina sobbed. “I’m so hu

For a full week, Declan and Octavia barely left Seraphina’s side. The little girl was deeply traumatized. She flinched at every sudden sound ; a door closing, a spoon dropping, even the microwave beeping. At night she woke up screaming from nightmares, and during the day she refused to be more than a few feet away from either parent.Declan carried her around the house like she was still a baby. “It’s okay, princess,” he whispered one afternoon when she jumped at the sound of the fridge closing. “Daddy’s here. No one is going to hurt you.”Seraphina buried her face in his neck. “The bad lady said she would come back. She said she would take me again if I was bad.”Octavia knelt in front of them, her voice soft but firm. “Baby, the bad lady is in jail. She can’t come back. Mommy and Daddy won’t let anyone take you ever again. You’re safe.”Seraphina looked at her with big, scared eyes. “Promise?”Octavia kissed her forehead. “I promise. Cross my heart.”Later that evening, Seraphina wa

Two days later, Alastair paced the length of his penthouse study, phone pressed to his ear. His jaw was clenched so tightly it ached. The call he had just received changed everything.“You’re sure?” Alastair asked, his voice low and dangerous. “Declan knows about the slush fund? He’s already moving to shut it down?”The voice on the other end confirmed it. “Yes, sir. He’s working with Thompson. They’re tracing the accounts quietly. He hasn’t mentioned your name yet, but it’s only a matter of time.”Alastair ended the call without another word. He threw the phone onto the desk and let out a sharp, angry laugh that echoed through the empty room.“So close,” he muttered. “I was so close. And now he’s trying to ruin it all.”He walked over to the bar and poured himself a drink, but instead of sipping it, he hurled the glass against the wall. It shattered into pieces.“I’ve planned this for months,” he said aloud, his voice rising. “Months of moving money, turning board members, positionin