Chapter 248
Aria’s POV
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Her words hit a nerve I thought I’d cauterized long ago. I felt my chest tighten and my throat constrict, old insecurities threatening to surface. But I refused to let her see how she’d affected me. Instead, I forced my lips into a calm smile and kept my breathing steady.
“And yet here you are, jealous of me, wearing white dresses to look pure and innocent when we both know what you really are.”
Her face flushed with anger, a red patch appearing high on each cheek. “I am not jealous of you!”
“No?” I raised an eyebrow, feeling the cut on my cheek stretch painfully. “Then why are you copying everything about me? My father’s attention, my ex–fiancé, even my mother’s beach house. You’re nothing but a cheap imitation, Scarlett, and deep down, you know it.”
Her control snapped. She grabbed my hair, yanking my head back painfully. I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from crying out, tasting blood.
“When Marianne comes back, I’ll make sure she knows exactly how manipulative you are,” she hissed, her breath hot against my face.
I met her gaze steadily despite the awkward angle and the pain radiating from my scalp. “And I’ll make sure she knows exactly what happened between you and Ethan. Every detail.”
For a brief moment, doubt flickered in her eyes, and I felt a small surge of satisfaction. I had found the crack in her armor. No matter what happened next, I had planted a seed of uncertainty in Marianne’s mind. Whether that would be enough to save me remained to be seen.
As the minutes ticked by, I tested the ropes binding my wrists, feeling the hemp fibers cut deeper into my skin with each subtle movement. My shoulders ached from the strain of being pulled backward, and the cut on my cheek had stopped bleeding but throbbed painfully. None of that mattered. My mind was focused on one thought, turning it over and over: Would Devon come for me?
Then Scarlett suddenly broke into a smile that sent chills down my spine. Her eyes narrowed, and her expression shifted from petulant anger to calculated malice. She pulled out her phone and dialed a number, her gaze locked on mine, almost triumphant.
“I was thinking we should wait for Aunt Marianne to return before deciding what to do,” she said, her voice
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The door opened moments later, and three burly men in black suits entered, positioning themselves behind Scarlett. Their expressions were blank, professional, as they awaited instructions. My throat went dry as I realized what was happening.
“Remember,” Scarlett said to the largest of them, her voice dropping to a stage whisper, “don’t leave marks.” She walked toward the door with a slight sway in her hips, pausing to look back at me with a cold smile. “When Devon Kane had men assault me, he never imagined his woman would end up in my hands, did he?” The door closed behind her with a soft click.
Ice–cold fear spread through my chest and down to my fingertips. I could hear my heartbeat in my ears, but I forced myself to appear composed. I stared directly at the approaching guard, trying to control my rapid breathing.
“Do you know who I am?” My voice remained steady despite the tremor I felt inside. “I’m the heir to the Harper Group. If you touch me, you’ll face legal consequences.” I paused, swallowing hard. “And Devon Kane will personally make sure you regret it.”
The closest man smirked, his eyes empty and cold. “Miss, we get paid to do a job. Your threats mean nothing.” He reached for my shoulder strap and yanked hard. The expensive silk tore with a sickening sound that seemed to echo in the small room.
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Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she’s not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.

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