Chapter 10
Eleanor watched, satisfied, as she peeled wrapper after wrapper, feeding the twins liqueur chocolates until their faces were smeared.]
Huh. Just eat more and more![]
Anyway, Fiona was gone. Seth would be hers again. []
She’d bear his real heirs. []
These little brats? Just obstacles to eventually remove. []
But first… confirmation her death.[]
She slipped back to her room, checking her phone. Her blood ran cold.[]
A glaring red exclamation point. []
Blocked.]]
Frantic, she dialed the kidnapper’s number. Dead tone.[]
What?![]
Had Fiona survived?[]
Panic clawed at her. She snatched a maid’s phone, redialing the number.[]
This time, it rang.
“What the hell? Why block me? We had a deal! Is it done?” Eleanor hissed.]
A pause. Then a lazy, mocking voice. “Deal was ‘money solves problems.‘ She offered ten times yours. Course I let her go.“[]
“You lying scum! How dare-“]
“Dare? Call the cops! Go on! You think your hands are clean? Listen, lady. Scored big on this one. Retiring. Number’s toast. Don’t bother looking.“]
Click. The line died. Redialing brought only the dead tone.]]
Eleanor trembled, fear icing her veins.
She crept towards Seth’s study, needing to gauge his awareness.[]
He was on the phone.[]
“Fiona still not home? Fine. Let her be.” His voice was tight. []
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“Dig deeper on that club guy and the kidnapper. Find the connection.“[]
Frustration gnawed at him. []
Logic screamed Fiona was reckless, manipulative, playing games. []
She deserved the cold shoulder. Punishment.[]
Yet another voice, quieter but persistent, whispered worry. [
In the club’s haze, lost in passion, only Fiona’s name had been on his lips. []
He’d grown accustomed to her. More than that – he saw her, Fiona, not a shadow of Eleanor.
Eleanor was a regret, a closed chapter. No spark remained.[]
Seth pressed his fingers to his temples.
Had he failed to make her feel secure? He’d do better. [
If she needed it, he’d put oceans between him and Eleanor.[]
The realization struck like lightning splitting the darkness: He was bargaining with himself. For her. []
Since when did Seth Sterling compromise? []
Why did Fiona shatter his rules?
Because it’s love.
The admission was a thunderclap. Clarity, brutal and absolute. []
No more cold war. No more waiting. He needed Fiona now.
To tell her the scheming, the fear… it was over. []
Because he loved her. Only her.[]
He stood, finding Eleanor hovering at the door. “What are you doing here?“[
“Are you… going after Fiona? Please… don’t.” Eleanor’s voice quivered. [
If he found her, the truth would explode.[]
Seth frowned. “Fiona is my wife.“[]
Wife?
The word triggered memory. Eleanor fled, returning moments later, thrusting the dark red document at him. The divorce decree. Every seal, every number screamed authenticity.
“No, she’s NOT! You’re divorced!” []
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