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Chapter 7

Seth returned that night and ordered the staff to pack a bag immediately.

“Today was the first and last time I clean up your mess,” he told Fiona, his brow furrowed. “Stop the jealousy. Stop the scheming.”

He paused. “Eleanor’s shaken. She needs support. I’ll stay with her for a few days. Don’t worry, I won’t marry her. Won’t be alone with her. The

kids will be with us.”

The irony was breathtaking.

Not marrying her? He’d had children with her.

Not alone? Just a cozy family of four!

Fiona didn’t mind. The quiet suited her just fine.

The day the divorce decree became final arrived. Fiona held the dark red document. It felt like waking from a long, bad dream.

She was packing the last suitcase when Eleanor stormed in, flanked by bodyguards.

“Playing hard to get? Running away?” Eleanor sneered at the luggage. “Trash always has tricks!”

Fiona saw the calculation in Eleanor’s eyes. Done with the drama, she simply handed over the divorce papers.

“Give this to Seth. The position of Mrs. Sterling is vacant. I won’t be back.”

Eleanor snatched them, flipping through the pages. Wild triumph flashed across her face.

Then, it twisted into something vicious. “Sorry, darling. But the only ex with zero threat… is a dead one.”

She leaned in, venom dripping. “I will be Mrs. Sterling. And those little brats of yours? Oh, I’ll ruin them.”

So. Seth still hadn’t told her. Fiona almost laughed.

Connor and Chloe adored her, defended her… and she called them brats.

Before Fiona could speak, a crushing blow landed on her head. Darkness swallowed her.

She woke to the roar of wind. Bound hand and foot.

Rigged with explosives. Behind her; a sheer drop into nothingness. Terror clawed up her throat.

Beside her, also bound, sat Eleanor.

Hatress contorted Eleanor’s beautiful face. “Thinking you got to bear Seth’s children just because you look like me? It makes me sick! I want you to watch him choose me. Watch your children choose me. Then? I want you blown to bits! Only then will I be satisfied!”

Suddenly, Eleanor’s expression melted into pure, trembling fear.

Seth had arrived with the twins.

The kidnapper’s voice was rough. “Ransom’s paid. I’ll release one. Choose!”

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Chapter 7

The wind whipped Fiona’s hair. She heard Seth’s voice, tight with strain. “I want them both! Release them now!”

“Not an option!” the kidnapper snarled. “Pick one. Or they both die!”

The children panicked instantly.

“Daddy! Save Aunt Eleanor! We only want her!”

“Mommy’s extra! She embarrasses us! If she dies, Aunt Eleanor can be our new mommy!”

Seth started to reprimand them, but his assistant leaned in, whispering urgently. Fiona saw Seth’s face harden, anger flashing in his eyes.

The kidnapper… the brother of that man from the club.

Fiona’s doing. Again. Still.

After everything, after his restraint with Eleanor… she still didn’t trust him?

Rage and frustration surged. His hesitation vanished. “I choose Eleanor.”

“And the other one? Your wife, I hear?” the kidnapper taunted.

Seth’s voice was glacial. “Her life means nothing to me.”

The kidnapper cut Eleanor free, shoving her forward.

Seth caught her. Connor and Chloe clustered around her, their small faces radiating concern. The picture-perfect family walked away without a backward glance.

The bomb’s timer on Fiona’s vest pulsed. Beep… Beep… Beep…

Desperation cut through her terror. “Whatever Eleanor paid you… I’ll double it.”

The kidnapper hesitated.

“Triple it!” Fiona rasped.

The relentless beeping stopped. The kidnapper cut her bonds. Shaking, Fiona collapsed on the cliff edge, gasping.

She forced herself up. Time to disappear.

Back at the sterile mansion, Fiona grabbed her documents.

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