The Extraordinary Bride Of The Wyndham Family (Isla and Gabriel) novel Chapter 208

The hall slowly erupted into low murmurings. Whispers spread from one corner to another. It was like a dangerous wave that refused to die down. Faces turned toward each other, confusion and shock written clearly on everyone’s expression.

Stephen Winthrope sat stiffly in his seat.

He had expected chaos, but not this kind. And he had come prepared.

He had expected his men to burst into the hall by now. At least, that was the plan. He had expected screams, panic, blood-anything that would turn attention away from him. But nothing happened.

Not a single one of his men appeared.

That was the moment Stephen knew.

This was not going his way.

His heart sank heavily in his chest as realization hit him with full force. Everything had been a setup. Every step.

Every delay, and every silence.

He clenched his fists so tightly his knuckles turned white.

He should have known.

He should have known that Lene would talk. He should have known that fear would make them betray him. Heshould have trusted no one. Not even the people he had controlled for years.

He cursed himself silently.

He should have canceled this foolish marriage. This sham.

This parade of lies. How could he have been so careless?

How could a man like him, who had survived decades of blood and crime, make such a stupid mistake?

Stephen’s jaw tightened as anger burned deep inside him.

At the same time, Isla sat frozen.

She had not expected any of this.

The accusations being whispered, the words flashing across the screens—none of it made sense to her. Her heart began to pound fast as fear crawled slowly into her chest.

Gabriel noticed immediately.

The moment he saw the confusion and distress on Isla’s face, his instincts kicked in. He reached for the remote control and turned off the television in front of her.

He did not want her to see any more.

He did not want her to hear the truth this way.

Isla looked up at him, startled, but Gabriel only held her hand firmly, silently telling her that she was safe.But before the hall could calm down, before anyone coutd speak clearly, something unexpected happened.

All the large monitors in the hall suddenly turned on.

All at once.

A loud gasp spread through the guests.

A video began to play.

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FLASHBACK

GABRIEL AND ISLA’S RESIDENCE

After the police officers had left the mansion, Stone stood still, deep in thought.

Something kept bothering him.

The phones.

Not the ones found inside the boxes, but the phones that were first taken from the two women before they swallowed poison and killed themselves.

Stone trusted his instincts more than anything. And his instincts were screaming at him.

Without wasting time, he picked up the phones and began checking their contents. Call logs. Voice notes and probably hidden files.Just then, John arrived.

Stone explained everything that had happened, step by step. John listened quietly, his face tight with worry and fear.

Together, they decided to dig deeper.

What they found shattered them.

The phones contained recordings.

Not random ones. Clear recordings of Stephen Winthrope’s voice.

There were many of them.

Different recordings. Different dates. Different orders.

Stephen’s confessions. His instructions and his crimes.

John felt his knees weaken as he listened. He sank into the nearest chair, his hands shaking violently.

Tears rolled down his face.

One recording revealed the truth they had never imagined.

It was Wyatt. Wyatt was the one who had killed Alfred Wyndham.

And it was not by accident, or by his illness. He murdered him in cold blood.

The recording explained everything-how Wyatt injectedAlfred with a deadly substance that left no immediate trace. How Stephen had given the order calmly.

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