Divorced CEO's Forgotten Wife Strikes Back (Riley and Bryce) novel Chapter 415

Chapter 415 Possessive
His fingers slowly loosened their grip.

Riley breathed a sigh of relief, finally managing to take the air gun from Sebastian's hand.

"But the Ivanov family will pay for this," Sebastian said, his voice dark.

"Fine by me," Riley said without hesitation.

After all, with Sebastian's power and connections, making a wealthy family pay wouldn't be difficult at all.

"Let's go back to the hotel then. I'm tired," Riley said, taking Sebastian's hand.

"Alright." Sebastian nodded, then instructed two bodyguards to stay behind and handle the cleanup.

Victoria, having barely escaped with her life, watched Sebastian and Riley get into their car. Her body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground.

Who was this crazy man? Why did he speak of making the Ivanov family pay as if it were nothing—like it was the simplest thing in the world?

Had she really crossed some powerful figure?

The thought made Victoria's face turn even paler, her heart filled with terror.

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Back at the hotel, Riley watched as Sebastian placed the Judy Hopps plushie on his pillow.

"You're not going to pack it away?" she asked.

She'd expected him to toss it in his luggage. Instead, he'd set it right on his pillow. Was he actually planning to sleep with it tonight?

"Why would I put it away?" Sebastian countered. "You gave it to me so I'd think of you whenever I saw it. Shouldn't you be happy I'm keeping it out where I can see it?"

Well... he had a point.

Riley shrugged and said nothing more. She walked to the sofa, propped her right leg up, and began massaging her calf.

They'd done a lot of walking today, and her leg was aching—a normal part of the recovery process. Once her injury fully healed, this wouldn't be an issue anymore.

Sebastian came over and sat on the sofa, gently lifting her right leg to rest on his thigh.

"Let me," he said, his hands carefully working her calf, helping relax the muscles.

Riley let out an involuntary hum. She had to admit—Sebastian knew what he was doing. The pressure was perfect, and the ache in her legs melted away under his hands.

She closed her eyes in comfort when Sebastian's voice reached her ears: "Do you do that for other people?"

"Do what?"

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