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Chapter 520
Chapter 520:
“Let me through!” Alycia screamed, her voice bouncing off the marble lobby walls. “I am Cole Compton’s fiancée! I am carrying the heir to this family! I demand to see him right now p>
The guards’ expressions did not flicker. They regarded her with cold, practiced indifference.
“Mr. Compton issued a strict directive,” the head guard said flatly. “You are banned from the premises. Take one more step and we will have you removed for trespassing p>
Alycia stared at them. Absolute despair collapsed against her chest.
Her parents were locked in Rikers. Her family’s company had been reduced to rubble. She had no money and nowhere to go.
Panic took over entirely.
A group of executives crossed the lobby, and the guards glanced toward them for a single second. Alycia moved. She remembered a tour Cole had given her months ago — a dismissive remark he had made about old service corridors nobody used anymore. It was not luck; it was a desperate gamble on his arrogance.
She sprinted down an adjacent service hallway, her heart hammering. She found the freight elevator, its door sitting slightly ajar. A cleaner she had slipped a hundred-dollar bill to earlier that week — a woman she knew was desperate — had kept her word. Alycia threw herself inside and slammed her hand against the button for the top floor. The metal box groaned and lurched upward.
When the doors finally opened on the mechanical level, she scrambled out, climbed a short flight of metal grating stairs, and shoved against the heavy maintenance door. It swung open.
Alycia stumbled out onto the open roof of the skyscraper.
Gale-force winds and freezing rain hit her immediately. The storm was violent, the kind that made the city feel indifferent and vast.
𝗝𝗈𝗂𝘯 t𝗵𝘦 𝘤o𝗺m𝘂ո𝗶𝘁𝘆 а𝘵
She crawled toward the edge. She climbed over the low safety barrier and stood on the narrow concrete ledge, half her body suspended above the terrifying drop to the Manhattan streets below.
With trembling hands, she pulled her wet phone from her pocket and dialed the direct emergency line for Cole’s executive secretary.
“Tell Cole!” she shrieked into the phone over the howling wind. “Tell him if he doesn’t come up here right now, I will jump and take his baby with me p>
Inside the dim CEO office, the secretary rushed through the door, his face completely white. He relayed the situation on the roof in rapid, clipped sentences.
Cole stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the rain drive against the glass.
He listened without blinking. His facial muscles did not move. He looked like a man who had just heard a stray dog barking somewhere in an alley below.
Thirty seconds of complete silence followed.
The secretary swallowed hard, genuinely uncertain what Cole was going to say.
Cole turned his head slowly.
“Call the security team up,” he said. His voice was absolutely cold, stripped of all emotion. “Bring the medics p>
Five minutes later, the heavy roof door opened.
Cole walked out into the storm. Six bodyguards surrounded him, holding large black umbrellas over his head.
Alycia saw him. A flash of manic relief lit her eyes. She believed her gambit had worked.