All Chapters of Abandoned In Prison, Now They Regret!: Chapter 401
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CHAPTER 401
The atmosphere inside Princewill’s apartment had changed completely. Only minutes ago, it had been warm, safe. Now it felt tense enough to snap, Cassandra stood in the middle of the living room staring at Princewill while her heart pounded uncontrollably. “My past has finally arrived.” The words repeated in her mind over and over. “What does that even mean?” she asked quietly. Princewill picked up his phone again, his eyes scanning the messages one last time before locking the screen. His expression had become unreadable, cold. Focused, like a man mentally preparing for war. And somehow, that frightened her more than the messages themselves. “Princewill…” He looked at her immediately. “You need to go to your father’s hotel tonight.” Her eyes widened. “What?” “For your safety.” “No.” The answer came instantly, firmly. Princewill stepped closer. “Cassandra—” “No.” She shook her head harder this time. “I’m not leaving you here alone.” “You ha
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Mr. Finnegan’s gaze sharpened slightly. “Because he’s protecting you from it.” Before Cassandra could process that— Another voice suddenly echoed from the doorway. “He’s protecting her from becoming collateral damage.” Cassandra turned instantly. And froze. Bianca stood there. Her expression tense. Uneasy. Mr. Finnegan’s eyes narrowed slightly. “You came.” Bianca nodded. “I had to.” Cassandra stood immediately. “What’s going on?” Bianca looked directly at her. “It’s Javier.” The atmosphere changed instantly. “What about him?” Bianca hesitated. Then quietly said— “He contacted Princewill’s enemies.” Silence. Absolute silence. Cassandra felt ice spread through her chest. “No…” Bianca nodded slowly. “He thinks he’s using them.” Mr. Finnegan’s expression became terrifyingly cold. “But he has no idea who they really are.” Cassandra looked between them frantically. “What are you talking about?!” Bianca swallowed hard. “The
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A young woman, dead, beside her, a child. The older man’s smile faded completely. “You remember them?” Princewill asked quietly. No response. “You had them killed because they threatened to testify.” The younger men exchanged uneasy glances. Princewill stepped forward now and suddenly, the entire atmosphere shifted. Because there was something terrifying about him now. Something restrained for too long. “You burned entire families to protect your money,” Princewill continued coldly. The older man’s expression darkened. “You came here to lecture us?” “No.” Princewill’s eyes became ice. “I came to end this.” The younger man laughed mockingly. “You think one man can threaten all of us?” Princewill looked directly at him. “Yes.” And somehow, the certainty in his voice made the laughter die immediately. Because he meant it At about the same time… Mr. Finnegan’s convoy finally stopped outside Javier’s penthouse tower. Rain crashed heavily arou
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There was silence, Javier hesitated. Because truthfully, he didn’t know enough, only fragments. Bits of Princewill’s past, and the deeper he dug, the more dangerous it became. Mr. Finnegan saw the uncertainty instantly. “You involved yourself in something you don’t understand,” he said coldly. “And now innocent people may suffer because of your ego.” Javier clenched his jaw tightly. “I love Cassandra.” “No.” The response came instantly. Firmly. “You want to possess her.” That struck harder than Javier expected. His breathing sharpened. “You don’t know anything about what I feel.” Mr. Finnegan’s expression finally shifted slightly. Not anger, not sadness but disappointment. “You know the difference between love and possession?” Javier remained silent. “Love protects.” A pause. “Possession destroys.” The room fell quiet again. Even Bianca felt the weight of those words. Because deep down, she knew they were true. Javier had stopped thi
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Several armed men instinctively shifted nervously. Unsure whether to stop him. The older man finally spoke again. “Princewill.” He paused. “If this escalates…” Princewill glanced back slightly. “…people will die.” Princewill’s answer came cold and absolute. “They already have.” Then he walked out into the storm. Rain hammered heavily against the black SUV as Princewill sped through the streets of Riverage City. His grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly while memories clawed their way back into his mind. Another city, another night. Another warning ignored too late. The past he had spent years burying was unfolding again right in front of him. Only this time, Cassandra stood in the center of it and that changed everything. His phone rang suddenly through the silence, he hadn't known who was calling as it was a strange number. Princewill answered immediately. “Talk to me.” A voice came fast and tense. “We spotted two vehicles near the
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The stranger’s voice settled over the luxury guest house suite like a knife pressed gently against exposed skin, it was terrifying. “So this,” he said slowly, eyes sweeping across the massive penthouse-style living room, “is where he chose to hide what matters to him.” The emergency lights flickered overhead, staining the expensive interior in pulses of crimson and shadow. Outside, rain hammered violently against the towering glass windows overlooking the storm-drowned city. This was not one of Mr. Finnegan’s public properties. This was private and secure. A hidden executive guest residence attached to the upper floors of one a luxury hotel which he booked for his stay. Very few people even knew it existed. And yet armed men now flooded through it with terrifying efficiency. Boots echoed across polished marble floors. Weapons gleamed beneath the flashing emergency lights. Furniture had already been overturned near the entrance where security tried and failed to s
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Shouting erupted and the furniture shattered. Glass burst outward and chaos consumed the room instantly. Cassandra gasped sharply as Princewill entered through the center of the destruction. His men spread around him strategically, engaging targets with ruthless coordination while shielding his advance deeper into the suite. Because Princewill himself was not reckless enough to fight alone. He understood power. Understood survival. Men like him stayed alive because they commanded storms instead of becoming one. And yet somehow— He still felt like the most dangerous thing in the room. Then his eyes found Cassandra. Immediately. Everything else disappeared from his focus. Her terrified expression. The broken furniture. The blood near the marble floor. The armed men surrounding her and her father inside a place meant to keep her safe. Something cold entered his face afterward. Not rage, not panic and something worse, it was absolute calm. The strange
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The strange man staggered and left, cursing that this wasn't over. He felt humiliated and his men ran after him for safety, grateful that they were still breathing. Smoke drifted through the air beside the sharp scent of blood and gunpowder. Bodies lay motionless across the marble floor among shattered glass, overturned furniture, and shell casings scattered like silver dust. No one spoke after Lucien Vale the stranger left. Even the surviving guards looked shaken. One of Mr. Finnegan’s older security men wiped blood from his forehead and muttered, “That was truly Lucien Vale…” Another guard answered quietly, “We should all be dead.” Across the suite, Mr. Finnegan remained standing near the ruined fireplace, breathing unevenly but keeping his composure. His sharp eyes stayed fixed on Princewill. Princewill stood in the middle of the destruction with terrifying calm. One of his men approached carefully. “The elevators are secured. No movement downstairs.” “The wounded
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Javier drove through the empty midnight streets. His hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles had gone pale. The city lights blurred past him in streaks of gold and white beneath the storm, but he barely noticed any of it. All he could hear over and over again was Princewill’s voice. 'You stupid coward.' Javier’s jaw clenched violently. The humiliation burned hotter each time the words replayed inside his head. He slammed his palm against the steering wheel suddenly. “Damn it!” The sound disappeared beneath the storm outside, his chest felt tight and heavy, not just from anger but from shame, real shame. The kind that crawled beneath a man’s skin and refused to leave. Because deep down, Princewill had been right. That was the worst part. Javier had convinced himself he was helping Cassandra. Convinced himself Princewill was the danger. Convinced himself that if he exposed him, pressured him, cornered him somehow, Cassandra would finally se
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The Hawaiian sun stretched endlessly across the ocean, pouring molten gold over the private shoreline beneath the luxury resort villa. Waves rolled calmly against the sand while palm trees swayed lazily in the warm breeze. The air smelled like saltwater, expensive sunscreen, and peace. Actual peace, here Steven Kahuna was genuinely relaxed. No emergency meetings, no bloodshed, no rival syndicates threatening war every other Tuesday. No security teams hovering around him like paranoid bodyguards ready to tackle birds out of the sky. Just silence and Jennifer. Steven leaned comfortably against the lounge chair near the infinity pool, one arm draped lazily across the side while dark sunglasses rested low against his nose. Nearby, Jennifer Payne Kahuna walked barefoot across the warm marble tiles with a loose white beach shirt fluttering gently around her thighs. God... marriage looked incredible on her. Actually, everything looked incredible on her. Steven watched her