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Chapter 81

Camille paced the length of the lavish bedroom like a caged predator, her bare feet silent on the thick Persian rug. Every step she took was sharp, agitated, her hands clenching and unclenching at her sides as if she could physically fight the walls closing in around her.‘How did I let this happen?’ The thought burned through her mind like acid. She, Camille Lockhart — the woman who had clawed her way from nothing to build C&A Sardines into a powerhouse — felt weak. Pathetic. The frustration clawed at her chest until she wanted to scream. She stopped at the window, yanking the heavy velvet curtain aside. Nothing but endless dark forest stared back at her. Trees so thick they swallowed the moonlight. There were no lights, no roads, no hope.She truly was in the middle of nowhere. The realization settled like lead in her stomach. Even if she screamed until her throat bled, no one would hear. Even if she ran, how far could she get before he caught her? The isolation was suffocating.

Chapter 82

Roderick sat on the edge of his king-sized bed in the master suite of the penthouse, the city lights twinkling far below the floor-to-ceiling windows. It was past 7:30 PM, and the exhaustion from the day weighed heavily on his shoulders. His laptop was open on the bedside table when a notification from Ten popped up.He clicked it open. The screen filled with several photos and a short video clip. Conrad was captured at one of the southern seaports, speaking closely with a group of rough-looking merchants near their boats.Roderick’s jaw tightened as he watched the footage. Ten’s call came through immediately after.He answered on the first ring. “What’s the context of this video?”Ten’s voice was steady on the other end. “I wasn’t able to get the full conversation. Conrad and the merchants went into one of the small lodging houses at the port right after. But there’s no doubt about it — Conrad is one of Miguel’s most trusted men. He’s been lingering around that area lately but hasn

Chapter 83

Miguel stood over her, breathing hard, eyes dark with fury and lust. Camille scrambled backward on the bed, but he was faster. He unbuckled his belt with quick, angry movements and grabbed her wrists. She fought him, twisting and kicking, but he pinned her down with his weight.“No— Miguel, please!” she begged, voice breaking. “Don’t do this. I’m sorry…just stop!”He ignored her completely. He forced her arms above her head and wrapped the belt tightly around her wrists, buckling it to the sturdy wooden bed stand. The leather dug into her skin as she pulled desperately against it, the metal clinking loudly.Miguel got off the bed and walked to a side door she hadn’t noticed before. He opened it, revealing a hidden room bathed in low blue lighting. The walls were lined with shelves of sex toys, restraints, whips, paddles, and other equipment… a private, fully equipped space designed for his darkest desires.He disappeared inside for a moment and returned holding a thick, realistic d

Chapter 84

The morning light poured through the tall arched windows of the Crown City Courthouse, casting long, sharp shadows across the polished marble floors. Roderick walked down the central aisle with measured, deliberate steps, his lawyer on his right and Victor on his left. He was dressed in a sharp black suit that fit him perfectly, but nothing could hide the exhaustion carved into his features — the dark circles under his eyes, the way his shoulders carried the weight of too many sleepless nights.They took their seats on the prosecution side, the wooden benches creaking softly under their weight. Across the aisle, Helen sat alone, her hands clasped so tightly in her lap that her knuckles were white. She looked smaller than usual, older, her eyes red-rimmed as she stared straight ahead, refusing to meet Roderick’s gaze.The side door opened with a heavy, metallic click that echoed through the room. Two prison guards in crisp uniforms escorted Taylor into the courtroom. She was handcu

Chapter 85

Roderick stood just outside the courthouse steps, the afternoon sun casting long shadows across the stone pavement. He adjusted his suit jacket, ready to leave, when Victor stepped up beside him.“What are your plans now?” Victor asked quietly, hands in his pockets. “About Aria?”Roderick exhaled slowly, staring out at the busy street. “I’m still going to put her on a trust fund. She’ll get it when she turns nineteen. She shouldn’t have to pay for her parents’ crimes. But right now, I need to prioritize telling her the truth. I don’t want to keep her in the dark for too long. Before that, though, I think Taylor should be the one to do it. She wants to meet her mom.”Victor nodded slowly, watching his son. “Any news on Camille?”Roderick’s expression darkened. “Not yet. It’s really difficult finding someone who doesn’t want to be found.” He paused, then added, “Anyways, I’m leaving now.”He turned and walked toward his waiting car without another word.--- The afternoon sun beat do

Chapter 86

Roderick pushed open the door to his penthouse suite and stepped inside, his movements sharp and restless. He loosened his tie with a quick tug, the silk sliding through his fingers as he tossed it onto the nearest chair. Victor followed closely, closing the door behind him with a firm click. The older man’s face was lined with exhaustion, but his posture remained straight, shoulders squared.“What the hell did you mean by what you just said on the phone?” Victor asked, his voice low but edged with disbelief. He stopped a few feet inside the room, arms crossed over his chest as he watched his son.Roderick didn’t answer immediately. He walked to the bar cart, poured a measure of whiskey into a glass, and took a long sip. The liquid burned down his throat, but it did nothing to ease the knot in his chest. He set the glass down harder than necessary, the sound clattering in the quiet space.“Someone called me,” he said finally, turning to face his father. “He said he was hired to kil

Chapter 87

The penthouse was quiet when the door opened. Ten stepped inside without knocking, his expression tense and focused. Roderick was standing near the large windows, phone in hand, looking like he hadn’t slept properly in days.Ten didn’t waste time.“Boss. I have good news.”Roderick turned immediately. “Talk.”Ten walked further into the room. “I found the merchants that Miguel paid and I tripled what he gave them and told them this is a kidnapping case. They agreed to work with us. Miguel is probably already on his way. They’re leaving tonight.”Roderick’s entire body went rigid. For a second he just stared at Ten, the words sinking in. Then he moved.“Gather our men. I want them armed and ready within the hour. We’re going to the docks and I want no delays.” Roderick ordered.“I’ve already started moving our men into position. The vehicles are waiting downstairs.” Ten said.Roderick grabbed his jacket from the back of a chair and pulled it on. His hands were steady, but his eyes were

Chapter 88

The hospital waiting area was almost empty at this hour. Harsh fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting a cold white glow over the rows of plastic chairs. Camille sat alone in one of them, her body rigid, eyes fixed on the closed double doors of the operating theatre. The clothes she was still wearing were stiff with dried blood, Roderick’s blood. It covered her hands, her arms, the front of her top. She hadn’t washed it off. She couldn’t bring herself to.Her fingers were locked together so tightly the knuckles had gone white. Every few minutes her breathing would hitch, but she forced it steady again. She couldn’t fall apart. Not yet. Not while he was still there.Footsteps approached her as Ten stopped a few feet away, his usual calm expression softened by concern. He looked at her for a moment before speaking.“Miguel’s body has been taken to the morgue,” he said quietly. “The police will handle the rest. Is there anything I can get you? Water? Food? A change of clothes?”Cam

Chapter 89

Grey brought the car to a smooth stop in front of the penthouse building. He glanced at Camille in the passenger seat. She looked exhausted, still wearing the same clothes from the hospital, the faint traces of dried blood still visible on her sleeves even after a quick wash at the hospital bathroom.“Ten said he'll stay back at the hospital.” Grey said quietly. “In case the doctors need anything for Boss.”Camille only nodded. She didn’t trust her voice yet.Grey walked her up to the private elevator and rode with her in silence. When the doors opened on the penthouse floor, he stayed back.“I’ll be downstairs if you need me.”Camille gave him a small nod of thanks and walked the short distance to the suite door alone. Her hand trembled slightly as she pressed the code and pushed the door open.The soft click of the door made the maid in the living room look up. The woman’s eyes widened the moment she recognized her.“Madam Camille…” the maid breathed, clearly shocked. She quickly w

Chapter 90

Victor arrived at the quiet residential building on the outskirts of the city. The location Dante had sent was modest, almost deliberately ordinary. He stepped out of the car, adjusted his coat, and walked up to the door. He didn’t bother knocking twice as the door opened before he could.Dante stood there, still bandaged on one arm and with fading bruises on his face. He looked tense, eyes constantly flicking past Victor toward the street as if expecting someone else to appear.“Come in,” Dante muttered, stepping aside.They walked into the small living room in silence. The curtains were drawn with a single lamp on.“Good day, Mr. Valdez,” Dante said carefully.Victor didn’t return the greeting. He stopped a few feet away and looked at the younger man with cold, assessing eyes.“I want to make sure I came here for the right thing,” Victor said. “You told me you have proof that my wife was murdered… because you did it.”“Yes. I was ordered to do it. She’s after my life right now, and

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