THE SPITEFUL BRIDE: Marry To Rival's Son novel Chapter 44

Chapter 44

The phone screen glowed in Stefan’s hand, casting a dull light on his expressionless face. He read the message again.

“I don’t love you. Not anymore. My dad promised to make me heir if I marry Julian, and that’s what matters to me. I can’t keep doing this with you. Take care of Elena for me.”

His grip tightened around the phone until his knuckles turned white. There was a beat of silence, then footsteps echoed down the hallway. A knock, and the door creaked open. Elena stepped in.

Her face was pale, her eyes wide with worry. “I just got a message from Mia,” she said, walking in without waiting to be invited. Her voice was shaky, urgent, until she noticed Stefan still staring at his screen, motionless. “You got one too, didn’t you?” she asked, Stefan didn’t respond. His silence was answer enough.

She came closer, searching his face. “Mia would never write something like that, Stefan. You know that, you u know her right. This doesn’t sound like her. Please, tell me you don’t believe it.”

Stefan slowly rose from his chair, not meeting her gaze. His voice was low and tightly controlled. “She said her father finally agreed to make her heir. That it mattered more than what we had.”

Elena’s mouth fell open in disbelief. “And you just… believe that?” He didn’t answer. He turned as though to walk past her, but Elena stepped in front of him, blocking his path. Her chest rose and fell quickly, her hands balled at her sides.

“You’re not going to do anything?” she demanded, her voice rising. “You’re just going to stand there and let her disappear? You….of all people?” At the door, Mose stood frozen, unsure of whether to intervene. His eyes darted between them.

Stefan’s eyes turned cold. “Seems you no longer care about this worthless life of yours,” he said darkly. Then he flicked his gaze to Mose. “If you care about her, get her out of my sight before I do something we’ll all regret. Mose hesitated.

“Move,” Stefan snapped. Mose stepped forward, unsure, but Elena stepped back and shoved him lightly away. Her eyes burned with frustration and something deeper, betrayal.

“You won’t do anything either? You believe that message too?” she asked Mose, her voice cracking. Mose looked at her, apologetic, but said nothing. It wasn’t his place. He only follows Stefan’s order, and orders were orders.

That silence pushed Elena over the edge, she turned and stormed toward the door but stopped just before walking out. She looked over her shoulder, her eyes locking onto Stefan with a mix of disappointment and pain.

“I’m glad Mia didn’t let herself fall deeper into you. Imagine how shattered she would be if she truly gave you her heart, only for you to toss her aside over a few lines of text,” Elena said, her voice low but seething. “I’d looked up to you as a brother, Stefan. I thought you were cold, but not cruel. I thought maybe… deep down, you cared.” He still didn’t respond.

“If anything happens to Mia,” Elena whispered, her voice breaking, “I swear, I’ll never forgive you.”

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And with that, she walked out, the door clicking shut behind her, leaving Stefan alone in the dim light, the silence more deafening than her words.

The door had barely clicked shut behind Elena when Stefan turned slowly toward Mose, his expression unreadable but his tone edged with quiet command.

“Make sure she doesn’t leave this house,” he said flatly, his voice low but firm, an order, not a suggestion. “We don’t need her endangering herself. This has nothing to do with her.”

His eyes didn’t waver, and his face showed no trace of the storm brewing underneath. It was as if he’d flipped a switch, shutting off everything human and vulnerable inside him.

Mose stared at him for a moment, unsure whether to speak. There was a flicker of hesitation, he could still hear Elena’s voice echoing in the hallway, but he knew better than to argue. Stefan’s word was final, and the calmness in his voice was more dangerous than a shout.

Without another word, Stefan turned his back to him and sank back into his chair, reaching for the glass of whiskey on the edge of his desk like it was just another quiet evening. He took a slow sip, the amber liquid catching the light as if nothing had happened, like the woman he was starting to care so much about didn’t just send those heart wretching text.

Mose stood for another few seconds, studying his boss with a heavy heart. Then he turned and walked out, the weight of what lay ahead pressing on his shoulders.

Behind him, Stefan sat in silence, the flicker of something dark settling in his gaze as he leaned back, deep in thought, calculating, dangerous and composed. Shutting every thought concerning Mia away.

Samuel sat alone in his expansive office, it was a little dark outside but his office held no darkness. Everyone has left, except for him and his assistant who was in the other office, close to his.

With an air of calm precision, he slid open the bottom drawer of his desk and retrieved the burner phone, he had hidden in there earlier. He tapped out a message slowly, deliberately, every word chosen with care.

“Take her to the hotel. Make sure she stays unconscious.”

A minute passed before the phone buzzed in response.

“Okay, sir.”

His lips curled into a cold smile.

“Make sure there’s no mistake. And make sure the whole world watches it live tomorrow. Make no mistake.”

The reply came almost instantly.

“I won’t, sir.”

Satisfied, he was about switching it off but paused, then typed again.

“I need it plaster across the city, in all the billboard and media.”

He didn’t wait for a reply before he powered off the device and placed it back in its hidden compartment, still

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beneath a stack of fabricated contracts. He leaned back in his chair, folding his hands across his chest, a smirk slowly spreading on his face like a stain.

Tomorrow… he thought, I’ll finally get my sleep.

The image played in his head like a cinematic trailer, news headlines, billboard, flashing, journalists scrambling, camera flashes blinding.

“Billionaire’s Daughter Caught With Secret Lover in Hotel Scandal-Weeks Before Her Wedding!”

Not only would it ruin her wedding, it will ruin her name, and also collapse her entire standing in the business world. She would become untouchable, damaged goods, both in society, reputation and in legacy.

And then… then he would strike the final blow. He would strip her of every privilege, every ounce of power, and every link she had to his empire. Her inheritance? Gone, Reputation? Burned to ash.

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