Chapter Sixty-one.

Alistair's jaw tightened.“Are you threatening me?” he asked, rising from his office chair with his hands clenched at his sides and the phone pressed tightly against his ear.He should have known from the beginning what it meant to work with a snake like Victoria.The woman was cornered, frightened and desperate, yet somehow, she had still managed to leave herself a way out. Even though fury was burning through him, Alistair couldn't deny that she was clever.Dangerously clever.“Oh no, I think you've got it wrong,” Victoria's sly voice came through the speaker, almost amused by his anger. “I'm not threatening you.”She let out a small laugh before adding, “This is blackmail.”Alistair's nostrils flared.Victoria was trying to drag him down with her, and he needed to find a way to get rid of her permanently. If she started talking, the consequences wouldn't only fall on her.They would reach him.And if the St. Laurents discovered everything, years of planning could crumble overnight.

Chapter Sixty-two.

“Declan! What are you doing?!” Elysia yelled.Her heart pounded heavily with fear and shock as Declan tied her hands after securing her legs.He was acting like a paranoid maniac.“Let me go!” She struggled against the ropes. “Kidnapping and isolating me isn't enough?”Declan finally finished tying the knot, then stood up and adjusted the pillows behind her back so she could sit comfortably.“You'll be safe here, Elysia,” Declan said.“Are you fucking kidding me?” Elysia stared at him in disbelief.“I don't want you trying to escape again!” Declan's voice rose higher than he'd intended.His hands were trembling. His heart was racing dangerously fast.He didn't know if it was the fear of Elysia escaping and leaving him forever or the fear brought on by the fact that Bene had called him a few minutes ago and told him that Kai and the St. Laurents were desperately searching for Elysia and might have already found a lead on him.His phone rang again.He ignored it, just like he'd been doi

Chapter 63.

“You ungrateful bastard!”The slap landed hard across Declan's already bruised cheek.He stumbled back slightly but remained standing, his hands behind his back.“Everything I've done was to secure the future of this family, but now our name is being dragged through the mud because of you!”An hour ago, news of Declan being responsible for Elysia's disappearance from the W Holdings annual banquet had hit the tabloids, and the company's stock had hit an all-time low.Thirty minutes ago, the St. Laurent family's lawyer had called to inform them that the St. Laurents would be taking Declan to court.An email containing a court summons concerning Elysia and Declan's divorce had also been sent.Since Declan had refused to sign the papers for so long, Elysia and her family were now officially dragging his ass to court.Too many damages all at once.Alistair felt suffocated by it all.He couldn't believe everything he'd spent years carefully and meticulously planning was crashing down all ar

Chapter Sixty-four.

“The court summons have been sent to the Windsors.” Bronwyn Ansley said, slightly adjusting his glasses.Nicole stood outside the door of Elysia's hospital ward, arms folded across her chest as she stared hard at nothing down the long corridor.“Good..” she said flatly.The lawyer adjusted the strap of his bag on his shoulder.He'd worked for the St. Laurent for yearsHe'd first met Hervé St. Laurent in France.He'd just graduated law school, fresh out called to bar when the man had offered him to be his lawyer.Hervé had told him he was starting a company with his best friend and needed legal backing and assistance.He'd agreed, back then he'd felt he had nothing to lose even though the man had been a complete stranger.He'd needed a job to prove himself and that stranger had offered.Bronwyn shook his head, willing his mind back to reality.He'd pondered over it for the past five years…About Hervé's death but nothing had seemed to connect.He'd tried to collect evidence but it'd se

Chapter Sixty-five.

The drugs the nurse had administered a few minutes ago were making Victoria hazy.It had been three days since she last heard from Alistair.What was he planning?His silence unsettled her.A man like Alistair Windsor wouldn't just sit back after she threatened him and watch her execute those threats. He would have already been working on a way to shut her up.What unsettled her even more was the fact that since the banquet, she hadn't heard anything from Daniel Windsor either.What exactly were the Windsor brothers planning?Victoria stirred lightly, turning in her hospital bed.This shit was fucking uncomfortable, and the hospital gown was freaking ugly.Her eyelids felt heavy, slowly beginning to droop as the medication pulled her deeper into its effects.Then the door creaked. Slowly.It sounded like whoever was entering the room didn't want to make enough noise to alert her.Victoria wanted to turn around and see who it was.Maybe it was Martha. Or Mrs Whitmore.But something in

Chapter Sixty-six.

“Mom… what are you doing?”Declan asked, his hands reaching for Eleanor’s luggage as two servants carried the remaining bags towards the entrance.It had been three days since the argument between his parents that had ended with his mother asking for a divorce.But now that she was actually leaving, Declan couldn't process it.At their age, was divorce really necessary?Couldn't they just sit down and talk things out?“Mom, please…” He stepped closer, taking one of her bags from the servant. “We can talk this out.”His voice trembled uncontrollably.For some reason, he couldn't shake the feeling that this was all his fault.If he hadn't taken Elysia.If he hadn't become so desperate to fix a marriage he'd broken with his own hands.If he hadn't let everything spiral out of control.Maybe none of this would have happened.“I'm sorry, okay?” Declan swallowed hard, his lower lip trembling. “This is all my fault. I'll fix it. I'll fix everything, I promise.”He didn't know what he was sup