I Ctrl+Alt+Deleted My Ex and Ctrl+C'd His Uncle novel Chapter 170

Chapter 170

Chapter 170

She was terrified of being deceived again.

Even though Marcus, a man so high above everyone else, was willing to let her use him, Sophie still couldn’t bring herself to face those emotions head–on.

She dodged her own heart, deliberately ignoring the feelings growing wild in the corners. She put on the mask of strength, pretending the wounds didn’t exist.

And yet–Marcus had seen straight through her.

“The mistake was never yours,” he said quietly. “So why punish yourself for someone else’s sins?”

Moonlight lit his dark eyes, so bright they pierced the shadows that had weighed on her chest. Sophie’s gaze wavered, her fingertips curling slightly.

“Coward.”

Marcus’s lips curved into a helpless smile. Then, with one hand on the window frame, he vaulted out.

Sophie rushed to the window, only to see a black Maybach disappearing into the night. A hollow ache settled in her chest as she leaned against the frame, crouching down.

He was right. She was a coward.

The next morning, a shrill ringtone dragged her out of sleep. She fumbled for her phone and pressed answer.

“Little Rain…”

Liam’s voice jolted her awake.

“With everything blowing up online, shouldn’t you be busy savoring your victory? Why do you still have time to call me?”

“Sophie, don’t misunderstand. I only leaked the news to bring you back to me. I could never truly hurt you.”

“Enough.” Her voice turned sharp. “Liam, don’t you realize how disgusting you sound?”

“I warned you back at the hospital,” she continued coldly, “push me into a corner and I can go mad too. Aren’t you afraid I’ll destroy the only heir you

have left?”

“Sophie, you know me better than that. The moment I leaked the story, I had already planned for everything.”

His tone carried smug triumph.

“My only heir stays. And you–stay too.”

Her grip on the phone tightened, fury burning in her eyes. She had already asked Sherry Shaw to track Lena down, but there had been no progress. Liam must have hidden her long ago–that explained his newfound arrogance

“There’s something you don’t know yet.” He paused deliberately, drawing it out like a blade against her skin.

“After your father got that land in West City, he poured in everything the Chandler family had. Now the Chandler Group is bleeding out. At this rate, in three days tops, they’ll have to file for bankruptcy.”

He chuckled darkly.

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“Generations of your family built that company. Wouldn’t it be a shame to see it destroyed because of your scandal?”

Sophie’s voice was tight. “Stop circling. What do you want?”

“In ten minutes, I’ll pick you up. We’ll talk somewhere private. I have a way to solve all your problems…and bring the Chandler Group hack to life.”

Then his tone sharpened with threat.

“One more thing–my people are already inside your family. Don’t think about calling for help. Don’t think about running. Whether the Chandler legacy survives depends on you. Ten minutes. Be ready.”

The line went dead. Sophie’s teeth sank into her lip. Her body trembled.

Damn him.

But for her family’s sake, she had no choice but to go.

Exactly ten minutes later, Sophie stood at the villa gates.

A man in black approached and bowed respectfully.

“Miss Chandler, Mr. Morgan instructed us not to let you leave these days. Is there an urgent matter?”

Her eyes flicked to the insignia on his chest. Morgan family crest. But was he Marcus’s man–or Liam’s?

“Tell Marcus to go to the Shaw family. Find Sherry,” she said flatly.

Before the man could reply, a black Bugatti rolled to a stop.

“Stay here. Don’t follow.”

With that, Sophie climbed in without hesitation.

The car tore away from the villa, winding through Riverland until it stopped at the docks.

“This is your solution?” Sophie’s voice dripped with sarcasm.

Liam’s gaze was dark, unyielding.

“Sophie, don’t blame me for lying. When my grandfather gives an order, no one in this city dares disobey.”

“You call that an excuse? It’s just cowardice.”

She flung the words over her shoulder as she stepped out of the car.

At the pier, Mr. Lewis–the Morgan family butler–was already waiting. He bowed low,

“Miss Chandler, please. This way.”

She barely glanced at him before striding aboard.

The moment she had heard Liam’s call, she’d guessed it. The one who truly wanted to see her was the patriarch himself.

And Liam was right–his word in Riverland carried the weight of a royal decree.

For the Chandler family’s sake, she had to face this danger alone.

The yacht was extravagant. Even the hall she entered seemed endless in size.

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At the center sat the old man himself, flanked by two doctors in white coats.

“Miss Chandler,” his voice rumbled, cold and heavy. “We meet again.”

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