She wanted to lie, to say no. But something inside her could no longer keep running. “Yes. I am.” After seeing what her actions had caused Nathan, she knew she deserved punishment. The police would be arresting her for murder which she didn’t do on purpose, but she was going to allow herself to get arrested to suffer for what she did to Nathan, how she betrayed him. A guy who truly loved her. She had the chance to speak up and tell him what Alex was planning. But she was after her selfish interest. And now, she needed to pay. “Are you crazy?” Marcus asked her but she ignored him. “Miss April Freeman, you are under arrest for the murder of Amanda Witson that occurred 6 years ago. We have been looking head and heels for you. You think you can run forever huh?” Marcus immediately stepped in. “Officers, you cannot…” but he was immediately tased and fell to the floor. He could only watch helplessly as April was being handcuffed and carried away, knowing that this could be it.

He pulled Fred closer, feeling the warmth leave his body. Nathan’s fingers trembled as they brushed against the bullet wounds on Fred’s chest. There were too many. Alex’s men had made sure he didn’t stand a chance. Nathan screamed, a guttural, agonizing cry that echoed through the empty woods. This wasn’t just another loss. This was another person he had failed to protect. Another loved one torn away from him because of Alex’s cruelty. He could have stopped this—should have stopped this. If only he hadn’t been so consumed with revenge, so blinded by his own pain. Fred was gone, and it was Nathan’s fault. “I’m so sorry, Fred,” Nathan whispered through his sobs. “Fuck me! Fuck MEEE!!” He slammed his head on the wall beside him. He smashed his head over and over again until blood began to run down his nostrils. And he deserved it. He deserved every second of pain he felt, ticking like a time bomb that would never explode. The rage, sorrow, and guilt all came crashing down at once,

But Emma was not smiling, neither was she frowning. Her face was as still as the Great Wall of China. No emotions. Just a blank stare. “Aw, poor thing. Well, Nathan has returned!” Vanessa announced. “He attended the Hearst family’s wedding and shocked the world. I mean, everyone thought he had died and was rotting in the grave like you are rotting away in this cell.” “But nope. He came back and even bid for a painting for $250 Million! Can you believe that?” Vanessa acted surprised. ‘Nathan is back?’ Emma asked herself. She had also thought that her former boss was dead. 6 years. 6 long years and she did not hear a word from him or about him. So, it was safe to assume that after he was kicked out, he commited suicide. But no. He was back. How?! Emma’s heart began to smile through the pain. There was a sudden flicker of hope that ignited in her heart. One thing was sure. If Nathan was back and finds out how she had loyally stuck to him when Alex threatened her, he would defini

Nathan suddenly lost balance and crumpled to the floor, his mind spinning with disbelief. For a moment, he couldn't process it—his sister, was gone, just like that. The empty hospital bed, the sterile smell of antiseptics, the faint echo of distant monitors—it all mocked him. Everything had unraveled in seconds. Kamsi had slipped away right under his nose. His breath came in ragged bursts, the realization sinking in like a slow, agonizing burn. Marcus. The name now tasted bitter on his tongue. Why would Marcus claim to be her brother? And if it wasn’t Marcus, who were these men that had taken her? Nathan immediately grabbed the receptionist’s jaw, giving her the most deadly look the poor lady had ever seen in her entire life working in the hospital. But Nathan didn’t care. He had never lifted his hand on a woman before. But the emotions he felt could not just be expressed by mere words. Actions needed to be felt. “What… what the fucking fuck do you mean some men took my sister?

“Boss, do not go in,” Beatrice begged. “We can storm in there and if Kamsi is in there, I promise you, we will get her out. It is my job to make sure you are safe at all times. Boss, please,” But Nathan was adamant. He had to be. The instructions were clear: ‘If I see anyone else, or if you’re late… well, let’s just say you’ll lose more than just your sister.’ He did not know who the person was, but the person did not sound like he was bluffing. He or she meant business. “Just do as I say, Beatrice. Do not send security my way. I do not know if the person even has Kamsi in here. But one thing is certain, my sister will be fine and I will rescue her. Just stick to our former plan. Secure all of London. No living or non-living thing should be allowed into or out of London. Inform the Mayor of London and the Monarch. Inform them it is an emergency order. All borders should be closed. They would not question my order!” Nathan said. And truly, they would not. Known as Mr Frost, h