Chapter 445 Chapter 445: Alistair frowned. He checked the Patek Philippe on his wrist. He cursed, a low, elegant stream of French profanity. Then he immediately pulled his phone from his pocket, his thumb hovering over a contact. “I’ll call the mayor,” he said, deadly serious. “He owes me a
Chapter 444 Chapter 444: Skye waited for the pain. She waited for the crushing weight of failure, for the grief of a marriage that had consumed five years of her life and one entire previous existence. She waited for her heart to stutter. But there was nothing. Just air filling
Chapter 443 Chapter 443: The smell of fresh paint hit her first. It wasn’t the clean, crisp scent of renovation. It was cloying, chemical, and cheap. She had come here for one reason only: to sever the final tether binding her to this family. The space had once been a
Chapter 442 Chapter 442: Skye kicked the door open. It slammed against the wall with a crack like a gunshot. Sienna jumped, dropping the phone. “What the p> She saw Skye. Her face went pale. “You’re… you’re supposed to be p> “Dead?” Skye finished, walking into the room. “Sorry to
Chapter 441 Chapter 441: Skye pushed herself away from him. She stood, her legs shaking but holding. She wiped at her face. The fear was evaporating, replaced by a cold, burning determination. Sienna Quinn wasn’t just a rival. She was the executioner. And she was wearing the trophy on her
Chapter 440 Chapter 440: “I am thrilled to announce the merger of Kensington Global and Quinn Enterprises,” Liam said. “And… my engagement to Sienna Quinn p> Beside him stood Sienna. She was beaming, dressed in virginal white lace. She looked triumphant. She clung to Liam’s arm like a parasite, her
Chapter 439 Chapter 439: Skye closed her eyes. “Beatrice was behind it. The kidnapping. I heard them say ‘The Matriarch p> Alistair’s arm tightened around her. “Then Beatrice falls next p> A stewardess appeared silently, placing a pot of chamomile tea on the table before vanishing again. Alistair poured a
Chapter 438 Chapter 438: “Medic!” he shouted over his shoulder. From the far end of the hallway, the sounds of a scuffle echoed. Skye lifted her head weakly. “Liam…” she rasped. Alistair looked back, his expression darkening with a mix of fury and grief. “We have to go.” Felix appeared,
Chapter 437 Chapter 437: He hauled her up, wrapping a muscular arm around her neck, cutting off her air. He jammed the barrel of his gun into her temple. The metal was hot from firing. “Stop!” Lucian screamed. “One more step and I paint the wall with her brains p>
Chapter 436 Chapter 436: “To us,” he said, clinking his glass against hers. Skye took a sip. The wine tasted like vinegar. She was mentally mapping the room. Gun on the table, three feet away. Door locked. Bathroom to the left. Lucian took the glass from her hand and set
Chapter 435 Chapter 435: “Do it,” Skye hissed. “Or I start screaming. Lucian will come in here, and I’ll tell him you were the one who sold our location to the kidnappers p> That was the tipping point. The fear of Lucian outweighed the fear of Dominic. Wayne grabbed the
Chapter 434 Chapter 434: Marcus hesitated. “Lucian said p> “Lucian is busy planning a murder in the living room,” Skye cut in. “The library is just down the hall. We’re still inside the penthouse. You have a gun. I have a limp. Where am I going to go? I just
Chapter 433 Chapter 433: He turned to Marcus. “Get the car. And bring Mrs. Chandler to me. If she is hiding in her holes, smoke her out. I want to know exactly what orders my grandmother gave p> “Sir, Mrs. Chandler is p> “Bring her!” Lucian roared. Marcus nodded and
Chapter 432 Chapter 432: The lie tasted like ash, but it worked. Lucian scooped her up in his arms, lifting her effortlessly. He held her high against his chest, her blood staining his pristine suit. He didn’t care. He looked over her head at Marcus. “Find them,” Lucian snarled. “Find
Chapter 431 Chapter 431: Skye had won that battle, but the war required her to lose this next skirmish. She pushed open the heavy door and slid out, her left ankle buckling under her weight. A sharp, hot spike of pain shot up her leg, a brutal reminder of the
Chapter 430 Chapter 430: Consciousness returned slowly, accompanied by the smell of rotting fish and old rust. Skye opened her eyes. She was lying on a cold concrete floor. Above her, high windows let in weak, gray light. It was an abandoned cannery near the docks. She tried to move
Chapter 429 Chapter 429: Liam waited until her footsteps faded. Then he threw the covers off. He moved with desperate, jagged determination. His shattered leg screamed in protest—a symphony of agony that nearly blacked out his vision—but he forced himself to ignore it. He dragged his body to the edge
Chapter 428 Chapter 428: He saw Seraphina enter the room a moment later. She checked Skye’s pulse, then smiled—a cruel, satisfied curve of her lips. She pulled the sheet over Skye’s face. The scene shifted. Skye’s funeral. A small, pathetic affair in the rain. He wasn’t even there. He was
Chapter 427 Chapter 427: “Skye,” he whispered, the name tasting like ash. He reached up and ripped the IV out of his arm. Blood trickled down his skin, warm and sticky, but he didn’t feel the sting. He tried to sit up. Agony exploded in his leg. His shattered femur,
Chapter 426 Chapter 426: The convoy wound through the wet streets of Cloud City, heading toward the Cloud Zenith Hotel. Lucian had insisted on a night there before flying to his private island—his jet was supposedly undergoing maintenance. Skye sat in the back of the armored SUV, the leather cold