Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 504

Although Morgan has put it that way, that wasn't the real reason behind his sudden plan.

After William left the study, Morgan reached out and opened his desk drawer, retrieving a leather-bound file. Letting his fingers brush over it for a moment, he murmured to himself, "It's time to hand these over to the future mistress of the house."

His lips curled into a knowing smile before he opened the file and began to skim through its contents —a lifetime of records, decisions, and legacies, all now ready to be passed on.

"Morwenna, you would have loved to hand these over yourself," he muttered under his breath, the name tasting of fondness and sorrow. "But anyway, it's fine. At least, I am passing them to your favourite girl —one whom you chose for Aiden."

His eyes softened before he closed the file and slid it back into the drawer, locking it with care. _{freeωebnovēl.c૦m}

Meanwhile, a flashy red Lamborghini tore down the highway like a bullet, weaving between cars and ignoring the traffic safety measures.

Selene was in a death mode.

She didn't know where she was heading to —or what she intended to do when she got there. All she knew was that she wanted to scream, crash, or maybe burn the world down. Her vision felt blurry, not with tears, but with unfiltered rage.

Her phone kept dinging with notifications, each one alerting her to penalties for breaking traffic rules and speed limits.

But she even care to glance at them.

"Arghh!!"

She roared in frustration, gripping the steering wheel tighter, her knuckles turning white. The image of Aiden getting hugged by some other woman flashed back in her mind —and she lost it.

Her foot slammed the gas pedal.

The car surged forward towards a cliff's edge, its speed unrelenting.

But just as the wheels were about to tip off, she hit the brakes hard.

The Lamborghini screeched to a stop, tires burning against the gravel. It halted with a violent jolt, mere inches from the edge.

Selene jerked forward, nearly smashing her head against the steering wheel.

Any other person would have been frozen in fear after such a close brush with death. But Selene?

She opened the door and stepped out, heels clanking against the rocky edge. The wind tugged at her hair, her dress, but she didn't flinch.

Staring out over the endless stretch, she screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Aiden is mine!!"

Her voice echoed off the empty cliffs.

Her chest heaved, her breath came in ragged gasps. But all she remembered was how Morgan refused her, making her look so insignificant in Aiden's life.

"So what if he is married?" she gritted out. "That woman is nothing compared to me. She was only enable to waltz her way in Aiden't life because I am not around. Now that I am back, it's just a matter of time before she leaves."

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