All Chapters of Fractured Hearts: He Left Me, Now He Wants Me Back: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Charlotte’s POV“WHAT?” Elena’s scream jolted me so badly that I nearly dropped my phone. I had just finished telling her all that happened.She stared at me with wide, disbelieving eyes. “Derrick kidnapped you?”I swallowed. “Yes, he did. I woke up in the trunk of his van.”Her hand flew to her mouth. “Oh my God.”I remained quiet as she paced around the living room. “I can’t believe this.”“Elena, please sit down.” I tried to calm her down seeing how restless she was looking.She shook her head. “No. No, I need to understand this.”“I know.”“He locked you somewhere?”“Yes.”“And he was going to—” She stopped herself.I didn’t need her to finish. “I don’t know what he intended to do.”Her face crumpled. “My phone was dead. That’s why I never got a call from the police.”“I figured.”She sank onto the couch. For a while, neither of us spoke while I watched her closely.I had been afraid of this moment since I realized I would have to tell her the truth.Not because I was afraid of De

Charlotte’s POVWalking into the office for the first time in five days felt like stepping back into a part of my life that had been suspended while everything else around me continued to fall apart.I had spent the past few days at home, mostly keeping to myself because being alone with Elena had become painfully awkward.Every conversation between us seemed forced, and even when she wasn’t saying anything, I could feel the questions hanging between us. She knew what Derrick had done, and I knew she still hadn’t completely decided where she stood.I was still waiting for the police to update me about the kidnapping case. I didn’t know whether Derrick would eventually be formally charged, whether I would have to appear in court, or whether the evidence they were gathering would be enough to take the matter further.For now, I could only wait.I placed my bag down and looked around my office. Nothing had changed.My desk was exactly as I had left it, the files arranged neatly, the chai

Alexander’s POVI finished taking my bath and remained standing in front of the bathroom mirror, completely naked, but I barely noticed my reflection.My mind was somewhere else.Federick Prescott wanted to speak with Charlotte and that single fact had been bothering me for days.When Federick first asked me to arrange a meeting with her, I had asked him why. He had only given me that strange, unreadable smile of his and told me I would find out when the meeting was arranged.I already knew what it was about. ZeroGrid.The damned project seemed to be following me everywhere. But what I couldn’t understand was how Charlotte was connected to it.How could she possibly have anything to do with the very project that had been created by the same people whose actions had contributed to the destruction of everything she had worked so hard to build?It made no sense.It had been two days since Federick had asked me to set up the meeting, and I had continued putting him off. I had told him I w

Charlotte’s POVI stared at Ryan’s name on my phone for several seconds after the call ended, his final words still echoing in my head.We need to talk.There had been something terribly wrong with his voice. Ryan was usually composed, even when things became difficult at work. He had a way of making every situation sound manageable, but there had been no trace of that confidence in his voice a few minutes back.He had sounded terrified and hurried. So I immediately called Jackson, one of the investigators who is working on finding out the issues.He didn’t answer. I tried again and still got nothing.I frowned and called a third time but the phone rang until it disconnected.“What are you doing, Jackson?” I muttered underneath my breath. This is when I literally needed him the most and he wasn’t taking his calls.I tried several more times, but the result remained the same. There was simply no answer which made my apprehension increase.Ryan had never asked to meet me somewhere outsi

Charlotte’s POVToday was the day Alexander was scheduled to meet with BlueGrid Architects, and I had never felt this nervous about a business meeting before.I stood in front of my mirror that morning, adjusting the collar of my blouse while staring at my reflection. Everything about me looked normal. My hair was neatly arranged, my makeup was simple, and my clothes were professional enough for the office. If anyone saw me, they would probably assume I was simply getting ready for another ordinary day at work.But nothing about today felt ordinary to me. I was walking into a trap.At least, that was what every instinct in my body kept telling me.Alexander had approached BlueGrid under the pretense of wanting a potential business partnership, but I couldn’t bring myself to believe that was his only intention. Ryan had the ZeroGrid blueprints. Alexander was somehow connected to the same powerful people who had been searching for those blueprints, and there was no way I could convince