Five Years of Marriage to Mr. Bradford (by Koi Fish) novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85

Rebecca realized this had to be a setup, but there was no time to guess who was behind it or what their motives were. Her visa window was closing fast.

Surveying the top–floor room, she concluded that jumping out the window was a non–starter. Instead, she dialed the company numbers saved in her phone, starting with reception.

“Help! I’m locked in the top–floor conference room! Send someone, please!” she shouted when the line connected.

The same receptionist snorted, “Tried to hit on Mr. Bradford and got busted by security? Ha, you had it coming!”

Then the line went dead.

Rebecca also had Aiden’s and Lucas’s numbers–exchanged back when they had first met, despite the bad blood. As expected, neither answered. They’d never been in her corner.

She slumped down, her hands shaking as she fired off an email to cancel her visa slot. Then she picked up the glass and downed it in one gulp.

Her face started itching almost immediately. This wasn’t passion fruit, not by a long shot.

Tentnore minutes ticked by, but Kimberly still hadn’t returned. Worse still, no one else knew she was stuck there.

The building hummed with normal activity until the top–floor smoke alarm blared, setting off a chain of sirens everywhere. “What’s happening?”

People poured out of offices, their voices overlapping in confusion.

“Smoke! Fire!” someone yelled. “Call the fire department! Now!”

Vance heard it too and rushed out, spotting wisps of smoke from the small conference room.

“Fire in the conference room. Good thing no one’s using it today,” a staffer said breathlessly. “The fire department is on the way.”

Vance’s blood ran cold. “Rebecca? Is that you?”

He shook off Catherine’s grip and kicked the door with all his might. “Somebody! Get this open, now!”

With a massive crash, the door burst inward.

Heat poured our instantly. Flames had consumed half the table and were creeping up the walls, devouring posters. Rebecca lay slumped by the door, barely hanging on.

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“Rebecca!” He scooped her up fast. “Call an ambulance!”

His bellow echoed across the floor, jolting her awake. She opened her eyes weakly, staring at his familiar yet distant face. She lifted a hand to touch it but let it fall, managing a faint smile. “If I die… you won’t owe me… anymore… You’ll be free… Vance… goodbye.”