Semua Bab From Discarded Wife, Now the Untouchable Heiress : Bab 41 - Bab 50

I took Hazel upstairs to her room and left her in the care of one of the house staff to help her clean up and rest.Then I went to the basement.The three injured Sullivan men we had captured were secured in separate rooms. Professional interrogation spaces that had been used for this purpose many times before.Reed was waiting for me with detailed files on each man."The first one," Reed said, gesturing toward the door on the left, "is Marcus Chen. Low-level operative. Probably was just following orders. The second is James Walsh. Mid-level, more dangerous. He would know more. The third is Davis Moreno. High-level strategist. He'll know everything.""Which one broke first?" I asked."Moreno," Reed said. "He's the talkative type. I think he can negotiate his way out."I nodded and pushed open the door to where Moreno was being held.He was sitting in a metal chair in the middle of the room, his hands tied tightly behind him. There was blood on his shirt from the confrontation on the r

~~ Kai's POV ~~ The call came in at 9:47am. Reed appeared at my office door without knocking. "We found something," he said simply. I was already standing before he finished the sentence. The tech team had traced the hack to a specific device. A phone that had been used to access Hazel's location data repeatedly over the past ten days. They had also found the calls made to Sullivan. Three calls. All from the same phone. All made between 6pm and midnight. But the phone wasn't registered to anyone we knew. It was registered to a burner account under a fake name. Ghost Tek Solutions. "Who is that?" I asked, looking at the data spread across the screen. "We don't know yet," the tech lead said. "The phone belongs to a professional. Someone who knows how to cover their tracks. The account was created specifically for this job and then abandoned. Whoever this is, they're experienced." "Trace the money," I said. "Someone paid for this tracking. Someone hired this person. Follow the

**** ~~ Hazel's POV ~~ The day of the Delacroix event arrived like a storm on the horizon. I woke up at 5am with my heart already racing. In twelve hours, I would walk into the most important social gathering of the year. In twelve hours, everyone in the city would see me. Judge me. Decide what I meant. I spent the morning trying to stay calm. I showered. I did my nails and hair with the help of the stylist Carrie had called in earlier. I ordered tea that I barely touched. I walked around my room in the emerald dress, taking it off, putting it back on, making sure it still fit perfectly. By 5pm, I was ready and it was still three hours until we needed to leave. I stood in front of the mirror and barely recognized myself. The emerald dress clung to me in all the right places. The gold threading caught the light when I moved. My hair was pulled up in an elegant style that Carrie's team had arranged. My makeup was subtle but it made my eyes look darker, more dangerous. I

~~ Hazel's POV ~~I was coming out of the bathroom when Damon appeared in front of me.He was blocking the hallway, leaning against the wall like he had been waiting for me. Which he probably had been. My first instinct was to turn around and go back into the bathroom, but I forced myself to stop that impulse. I wasn't the woman who ran anymore. I was the woman who faced things head-on."Hazel," he said, straightening up when he saw me. His voice was smooth, familiar, dangerous in a way I had forgotten."Damon," I said coldly, moving past him.He stepped into my path. "We need to talk," he stated."No, we don't," I said. "We're done talking. We're done with everything.""You don't mean that," he said. He reached out like he was going to touch my arm and I jerked away from him."Don't touch me," "Come on, Hazel," he said, and there was something in his voice that sounded almost pleading. "Look at you. You're incredible, you've built something, you've become someone. That's amazing but

~~ Kai's POV ~~I took Hazel to my private penthouse overlooking the city, I didn’t want to go back to the mansion because I wanted some privacy, I needed to clear my head. And the only place I could do that without interruption was in the penthouse I bought three years ago. Reed was the only person that knew about this place, I made sure the location wasn’t too common so my enemies could figure it out.It was past midnight and the event felt like it belonged to a different lifetime. The confrontation with Damon had shattered the careful control I had been maintaining all night.I had wanted to do more than slam him against a wall. I had wanted to end him.The fact that I had restrained myself at all was a miracle.I poured us both drinks in the living room. Hazel took hers with shaking hands, she didn't speak. She just stood there looking at the city lights below us like they held answers."You should rest," I said quietly. "It's been a long night."She looked at me and I saw somethi