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Tabitha asked, "What kind of deal?"Theodore slowly wiped his hands. "Whatever trouble you're in, or whoever you want revenge on—I can help you with that. In exchange, you'll give me a child. How about it?"Tabitha honestly wondered if her ears had stopped working. What did she just hear? Give him… a child?Setting aside the fact that she only had one kidney and a weak body that made it hard to get pregnant—they were just two strangers who'd had a one-night stand. He had to be either a creep or a total psycho to have suggested something like that.She wasn't that kind of woman. Anyway, even though she and Jordan were already in the process of getting a divorce, the paperwork wasn't finalized yet. She was still technically married. How could she possibly agree to this so-called deal?On top of that, she believed that a child should be born to parents who loved each other, not dragged into this world because of some cold, calculated agreement. It would be unfair to the kid, and she

Caroline was relieved. The universe had left her a way out after all."Joe, look at this… I think something's happened to Tabitha," she said, handing Jordan her phone.His gaze dropped to the screen, and his pupils blew wide. In the video, Tabitha was wearing a strappy dress he'd never seen before. She was sitting on some guy's lap, her arms looped around his neck as she leaned down to kiss him first.The man's hand clamped around the back of her neck, his other arm circling her slender waist to pull her against him. The next second, a mocking smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.The video froze on that smirk, then the camera suddenly lurched like something had slammed into it. The screen went black.Jordan's fingers tightened around Caroline's phone, his knuckles turning white. Didn't… didn't Tabitha have a massive obsession with intimacy and loyalty in relationships? How could she touch another man?And worse—how could any of those men have the nerve to lay a finger on her?

Jordan ground out the words "takes good care", sounding like he wanted to swallow the male escorts whole.After he left, a few of the male escorts finally worked up the nerve to ask, "Callum, if he's not bailing us out, what do we do?""At worst, we squat here for a few days. Ms. Sutton paid us enough. It's totally worth it." Callum didn't lose his cool just because Jordan had walked out.…The car rolled to a smooth stop outside Gill Manor.Tabitha finished sending one last message to her private investigator. "Help me find out who owns Stillwater Heights. I also want everything on every man in Javiston's Fulton family between 27 and 30 years old with sexual dysfunction. Best if you can get recent photos of them. The sooner, the better."Some things were better cleared up as soon as possible.Tabitha used Theodore's phone number to find his PayPal account and wired him 30,000 dollars. 25,000 bucks plus the cost of the phone and a bit extra added up to the amount.Sure, he'd sa

"Someone, get a doctor over here! Get Tabby to the private hospital, now!" Arnold's voice was shaking as he caught Tabitha's collapsing body. "Tabby, hang in there! I'm right here!"Tabitha's consciousness was already going fuzzy. In her ears, Arnold's panicked shouts and the household staff's frantic footsteps rang out. The sharp stench of blood and the faint sandalwood scent on Arnold's body filled her nose.It hurt. God, it hurt. Her stomach felt like someone was twisting a knife through it, every inch seizing and cramping.Arnold wasn't in great health, so Gill Manor had its own private hospital attached.The doctors arrived in no time. Some hurried to take food samples from the table, while others carried Tabitha out the door.Arnold had eaten as well, so he was treated as a high-priority patient, too. They were both rushed to the hospital, but only Tabitha needed an emergency stomach pump. They'd eaten the same food, but only her plate had been laced with poison.She was lu

Shane's mind went blank. He stood there like an idiot, then snapped out of it, called the police and an ambulance, and sprinted forward to check on Theodore.Theodore's modified Rolls-Royce stopped with a steady hiss. Only one thought crossed his mind—he hadn't gotten Tabitha to sign an agreement with him yet. He couldn't let her die just like that.His hands shook as he unbuckled his seatbelt and kicked the door open. He crossed the distance to the overturned Porsche in just a few long strides. Broken glass littered the ground, and gasoline leaked from the tank."Tabitha!"Theodore dropped to his knees. Through the shattered window, he saw blood on her forehead, the seatbelt cutting across her chest. She was limp and unconscious.The passenger-side airbag had gone off, but the driver's side was crushed in. Her leg was pinned under the steering wheel. "Can you hear me? Hang in there."He grabbed the door handle and yanked with everything he had. "Shane! Have you called for an amb