REBORN My Second Life I Became The Villianess (Nyxara) novel Chapter 97

The next morning I was already up before the sun had even come up, I laid still for a moment, listening to the quiet, steady rhythm of Dario's breathing beside me. Then, my phone vibrated on the nightstand, lighting up the dark room.

I reached over and picked it up, unlocking the screen. It was a text message from an Unknown number, the same men Nysa had hired to carry out her sick, twisted plan.

UNKNOWN: We released her as promised. Send the balance.

I didn't hesitate. I opened my banking app, navigated to the secure transfer portal, and typed in the routing and account numbers they had provided. With a quick tap of my thumb, the full remaining balance was sent straight to their account. The transaction cleared instantly.

I locked my phone and tossed it back onto the nightstand, pulling the blankets back and slipping quietly out of bed so I wouldn't wake Dario. I walked over to the window, watching the morning fog roll across the lawns.

Barely ten minutes later, my phone started vibrated again. I picked it up and saw Carlton's name flashing across the screen. I pressed accept and brought the phone to my ear. "Hello." I said quietly.

Carlton's voice came through the speaker, breathless and strained, trembling with a mixture of shock and lingering horror. "Nyxara."

"What is it, Dad?" I asked, keeping my voice calm and steady.

"Nysa... Nysa was just dumped outside of the estate gates a few minutes ago," he said, the words tumbling over each other. "She... she looks terrible, Nyxara. You wouldn't even recognize her." he said.

I stared out the window, watching the first rays of morning light hit the glass. I didn't feel a shred of pity. "Do you feel sorry for her?" I asked softly.

There was a long, heavy pause on the other end of the line. When Carlton finally spoke, his voice was hollow, stripped of all warmth. "I don't even know what I feel anymore. Caroline is inside crying and screaming, throwing a fit, and she wants to take Nysa straight to the police. But Nysa is fighting her off, refusing to call the cops. She's hysterical." he said.

I let out a slow, quiet sigh, leaning my shoulder against the window frame. "She did that to herself. She paid those men to kidnap me and rape me. She wanted me broken and destroyed, but the men got her instead." I said quietly.

Silence stretched over the line for several seconds. When Carlton spoke again, any remaining sympathy he might have had for Nysa was gone for good.

"Then she deserves everything she got," he said, his voice hardening with cold disgust. "I will handle Caroline, I'll keep her in line."

"Okay," I answered. "I'll be over to see her later today."

"Okay," he said quietly. "I'll head to the office for a bit. Do as you wish."

"Bye, Dad."

"Goodbye, sweetheart."

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