Get Out Plot Twist Novels & Stories

• Jade is broken, traumatized, bleeding again—and collapses outside Kain’s room, overhearing him say, “She’s not worth it. I never want to see her again.” 💔 Chapter 8: Girl from the Carnival • Flashback reveals Kain once met Jade years ago at a carnival—she doesn’t remember, but he never forgot. • Kain begins to doubt everything; he’s emotionally hollow despite Scarlett playing the role of “fiancée.” • His assistant uncovers that Scarlett staged the entire rescue, including footage edits and public manipulation. • Kain realizes: he proposed to the wrong woman. • He vows to find Jade and make her remember who she is to him—even if she’s buried under years of trauma.

So, the consequences would be dire. Upon realizing that there was no other escape, Millie reluctantly opened the door. When their eyes locked, the tension in the air was palpable. "Come home with me," Pierce coldly commanded before turning to leave. Left with no other choice, Millie followed him in silence. Her mind raced as she plotted an escape on the way back. She was so deep in thought that she didn't notice when Pierce abruptly stopped walking. As a result, she walked straight into his chest. Her nose stung from the impact.

Welcome to the other side, Miss Okonkwo. He stood and extended his hand. Elma shook it. Firm. Steady. Her palm wasn’t cold anymore. As she turned to leave, Richard said, One more thing. Elma stopped. Her hand was still on the door handle. Joseph has been arrested this morning, Richard said. Catherine is negotiating a plea deal. It’s over. Elma felt something in her chest release. It wasn’t relief in the way she’d expected. It was quieter. Like a weight she hadn’t realized she was carrying had been set down. She didn’t cry. She didn’t smile. She just nodded.

Every word hit like a punch to the gut. She shook with rage, hands clamped tight around my throat. Her bloodshot eyes screamed murder. I gasped, air slipping away fast. Right as everything started to blur, Mike kicked her off. "Stupid bitch! You trying to ruin everything? If she dies, how the hell are we supposed to get money from the Felton family?" Cecilia hit the floor hard, shrieking like a maniac. Mike didn't even look at her. Just turned to me. "Chill. You're safe—for now. At least until Terrance Felton shows up with the cash. You two must be something. He's offering a whole billion for you. Not bad, huh?"

As soon as she was gone, I quickly dragged my chair towards the bottle and felt for it on the floor. I fell onto the bottle, wincing in pain as it shattered beneath me. I stretched out my hands, feeling for a sharp piece, and picked it up. Using it to cut through the ropes, I managed to free myself in no time. A sigh of relief escaped my lips as I grabbed my bag and phone, ready to make my escape. But just as I was about to leave, a sharp object struck my head, and I let out a loud scream. I turned around, and my eyes met Olivia's furious face as she stood over me, a wooden object clutched in her hand. I felt myself falling to the floor, my vision blurring.