Henry McGregor drummed his fingers on the arm of his chair, his jaw clenched and his gaze fixed on the fire in the fireplace.“Isabella,” he murmured with restrained fury, almost as if the mere mention of her name burned his tongue.Hugo, his faithful vassal, stood at one side of the room, watching him with the loyalty of a man ready for anything.“I always knew that woman couldn’t be trusted,” Hugo said in a firm voice. But this… this crosses every line.Henry slowly turned his head toward him, his dark eyes reflecting a cold determination.“I want to kill her,” he declared with a calmness that was even more terrifying than a scream.Hugo tilted his head slightly, waiting for the rest of his words.“But that would be too easy,” Henry continued, feeling his voice harden. “Isabella doesn’t deserve a quick death. She likes the good life, Hugo. The reputation, the cameras, the magazine covers. We’re going to destroy all of that.”A grim smile curved Hugo’s lips.“If we expose her as a cr
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