The CEO's Midnight Remedy novel Chapter 243

Chapter 243

The scene that greeted me made my breath catch. Victoria was chained to a metal storage rack in the corner, her designer clothes torn and stained with what looked like blood and dirt. Her carefully maintained appearance was destroyed–mascara streaked down her cheeks, hair matted with sweat, split lip swollen and crusted with dried blood. A thin shiver ran through her slumped form as the cold air from the open door reached her.

Victoria’s head snapped up at my approach, her eyes narrowing with pure hatred despite her weakened state. “The scheming bitch herself. Satisfied?” she spat, her voice hoarse from screaming.

I kept my face neutral as I studied her, though my heart raced with conflicting emotions. The woman who had tormented me for years, who had stolen my father and possibly poisoned my mother, was now reduced to this pitiful state. A part of me wanted to smile, to savor this moment, while another part recoiled at the brutality.

“This was your own doing, Victoria,” I said evenly, surprised by the steadiness in my voice.

Her cracked lips twisted into a snarl. “Your father has lost his mind,” she hissed, wincing as she shifted position. “He thinks I tried to kill him with the same poison I supposedly used on your mother.” Her bloodshot eyes bore into mine. “Is that what you told him? Is that the lie you whispered in his ear?”

I moved closer, my heels clicking against the concrete floor, echoing in the cold space between us. Each step increased the tension, Victoria’s eyes tracking me like a wounded animal watching a predator approach.

“I can convince him to let you go to the police station,” I said quietly. “Turn yourself in, and he might be merciful.”

Victoria’s laugh was brittle, ending in a pained cough. You’re insane! I haven’t broken any laws!” Her voice rose, tinged with desperation. “You can’t prove anything!”

I pulled my phone from my pocket, watching her eyes widen as I showed her the screen. On it was a detailed record of her visits to my mother during her illness, alongside my mother’s medication schedule. The correlation was damning.

“Are you certain about that?” I asked softly.

Her face paled visibly, blood draining from her already ashen cheeks. She swallowed hard, her throat working painfully. “Where did you get that?” she whispered.

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“I have my sources,” I replied, feeling a surge of power as I watched fear replace defiance in her eyes. “About my mother’s death… I know more than you think.”

Victoria stared at me, genuine terror flickering across her face for the first time. Her breathing quickened, shallow and panicked. “What do you know?” she whispered, then caught herself, forcing her shoulders to straighten despite the chains. “It doesn’t matter. You have no concrete evidence. Nothing that would hold up in court.”

I slipped my phone back into my pocket, the weight of it against my thigh reassuring. Power was shifting, I could feel it in the air between us. Without a word, I turned to leave.

Victoria’s voice rose frantically behind me, the chains rattling as she strained against them. “You can’t just leave me here! Your father will kill me!” Raw panic filled her words. “Aria! Please!”

At the foot of the stairs, I paused to look back at her. Her pleading eyes met mine, tears cutting clean tracks through the grime on her cheeks. The mighty Victoria Harper, reduced to begging the stepdaughter she had always despised.

“Make sure she stays alive,” I instructed the guard positioned discreetly in the shadows. “But don’t make her too comfortable.”

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