All Chapters of Sold To The Scarred King: Chapter 111 - Chapter 119

I spent the next several hours thinking. I replayed every memory I had of Cassian. The first time he walked into a room, and everyone immediately went quiet. How he noticed everything and how he seemed to know when someone was watching him. The way security systems responded to him and the weird locks at the house. The cameras. The masks. His scars. His eye. I had always thought those things were separate, but they weren’t. Now, everything made sense.Another memory surfaced, one I had almost forgotten. It happened early in our marriage. I was walking through the hallway when one of the security cameras suddenly moved. I looked up, and the lens had followed me, and then Cassian appeared at the end of the corridor. He had looked directly at the camera, and for some reason, the camera immediately turned away.At the time, I had thought it was a coincidence. Now I knew it wasn't. I remembered another time when we were in the car when Tony received a call from security. Someone had entere

The first thing I felt was cold, a terrible, unnatural cold that seemed to seep through my entire body. My fingers twitched, then my head throbbed. I slowly opened my eyes while groaning.White. Everything was white—the ceiling, the walls, the light above me.For a moment, I couldn't remember where I was. I had forgotten everything. I tried to move, but pain shot through my wrists. I looked down and saw my wrists were strapped to the table. My ankles were restrained too. Panic immediately rushed through me.“W…What’s happening?” I tried to sit up, but another strap held me down. I began struggling.“Help!” My voice echoed around the room.“Help me!”The door opened, and Vivienne walked inside. She looked completely calm. I stared at her in horror.“What did you do to me?!”“You were given a sedative.”My eyes widened. “You drugged me!”“You were becoming difficult.”“You said the tests wouldn't hurt my baby!”“They won't.”“How do I know that? How am I supposed to trust a word that co

She stared at me before sighing.“His father knew something was wrong. He sent a message telling his brother to come immediately.”“Did he arrive?”She shook her head. “He did, but it was too late to save him.”“And Cassian?”“He found him under the rubble.”I covered my mouth. I couldn't imagine the sight. Cassian, burned and injured, trapped beneath the remains of the only place he had ever known. His father dead, everyone around him dead, and his uncle finding him.“His uncle took him away.” Vivienne said.“Where?”“I don't know.”“You spent years searching for him. Why didn't you find him?”“His uncle erased every trace.”“Because he knew you wanted to control Cassian.”Vivienne's eyes flashed. “Because he believed he was protecting him.”“And he was.”For a moment, anger crossed her face. “He hid Cassian from everyone.”“From you, you mean.”I looked down at my stomach. The room felt colder than before. Vivienne had lost Cassian that night. That was when he probably realized his

Noah stood in the doorway, shoulders tense, hands hanging at his sides. He looked like a man who hadn't slept properly in weeks, but all I could see was one thing. He had helped Elara disappear.My voice came out low. “What did you just say?”Noah swallowed. “I know who took her.”I stepped toward him. “Start talking.”Tony shifted slightly, as if preparing to stop me if I moved too fast. Celeste remained near the desk, watching Noah carefully.Noah looked at me. “I helped Elara leave.”My jaw tightened. “You what?”“She asked me for help.”“When?”“Before she disappeared.”“How long before?”“A few days.”I stared at him. “You knew where she was.”“I knew where she went.”“And you said nothing.”Noah looked down like he was ashamed. “She begged me not to tell you.”Something inside me snapped. I grabbed the edge of the desk and shoved it aside. “You helped my wife disappear.”Noah flinched but didn't move. “Yes.”“You knew she was pregnant.”“Yes.”My breathing became heavier. “And

The clinic was smaller than I expected. That was the first thing I noticed when Tony's car stopped outside. It wasn't one of the large private hospitals my men had already searched. No flashing signs, no crowded parking lot, no line of patients waiting outside. Just a three-story building tucked between two commercial properties.A small sign near the entrance read: Riverside Women's Medical Centre.I stared at it through the windshield. “This is where Noah said the motel manager saw her?”Tony nodded. “He gave us the name after we questioned him again.”“And the clinic?”“The manager remembered seeing Elara leave with a folder from this place.”My chest tightened. “She came here.”“We believe so.”I opened the door before Tony could say anything else. We had spent weeks searching hospitals, clinics, private doctors, and pharmacies, but we got nothing. Then Noah had given us the first real lead. Elara had been pregnant, so she needed medical care, and at some point, she had stopped us