All Chapters of Abandoned In Prison, Now They Regret!: Chapter 471
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CHAPTER 471
For several seconds, Marcelo said nothing. His fingers tightened around the armrest of his chair. The office suddenly felt smaller, colder and dangerous. Finally he spoke. "Say that again." "I have your son." Thiago's voice remained steady, measured and certain. Marcelo slowly rose to his feet. His heartbeat had not increased. His breathing had not changed. But something else had. His certainty. Because Harrera was protected always, his every route, every vehicle... every destination, even movement all fully protected. There were guards who would die before allowing anyone near him. Entire teams dedicated to his safety. Protocols. Contingencies. Layers upon layers of security. And yet... Thiago sounded absolutely convinced. Marcelo walked toward the window overlooking the sprawling grounds of his hacienda. His mind immediately began working. Who? How? When? No answer came. Only questions. For the first time in years, Don Marcelo He
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The office door slammed so hard that the glass shelves rattled. "Maldición!" Don Marcelo swept the glass of tequila off his desk. It shattered against the wall. Amber liquid splashed across expensive wood and polished marble. Nobody entered. Nobody dared. The guards outside heard the crash and immediately looked away. Because everyone knew what it meant. Marcelo was furious, truly furious. Not the calculated anger he showed rivals. Not the cold rage he weaponized against enemies. This was different... it was personal and raw. Humiliating even. For years he had planned, he had waited... for years he had watched Thiago Andreas from a distance. Patiently and carefully, like a hunter watching his prey. And now, when victory was finally within reach... his idiot son had managed to get himself captured. Marcelo cursed again. Louder this time. The sound echoed through the room. He grabbed the edge of the desk and lowered his head. His breathing was
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Don Marcelo did not move. Long after the call had ended, he remained standing before the floor-to-ceiling window of his office, one hand tucked into his pocket while the other rested against the cold glass. Outside, his estate stretched for acres. Floodlights illuminated the winding roads. Armed guards patrolled every entrance. Watchtowers stood like silent sentinels against the night. It was a fortress. A fortress he had spent decades building. A fortress no one had ever dared penetrate. Yet tonight... Something had slipped through his fingers. He slowly closed his eyes. "Cómo...?" The single word escaped his lips. How? How had someone reached Harrera? His son never traveled alone. He never drove without an escort. Every route was planned. Every destination secured. Every guard handpicked after years of loyalty. There wasn't a crack in the system. Or so Marcelo had believed. His mind replayed every possibility. An insider? No. Imp
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The following morning arrived without ceremony. The sun rose over northern Mexico, casting long golden streaks across the desert. It was a beautiful morning. A cruelly beautiful one. Because by sunset, someone would either be reunited with their family... Or buried. Thiago Andreas had not slept. Neither had Raphael nor Emiliano. The Andreas estate had been awake all night, transforming itself into something less like a family home and more like a military command center. Satellite images covered one wall, weapons were laid out across another table. Bulletproof SUVs waited outside, engines already running. Every trusted man Thiago had ever relied upon stood ready, no one smiled. No one joked, they all understood the assignment. Bring Juliana home, no matter the cost. Raphael adjusted the magazine of his pistol before sliding it into the holster beneath his jacket. His movements were calm. Too calm. Emiliano noticed. "You've been quiet." Raphael loo
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The metallic click was almost inaudible, almost. To an ordinary man, it would have been swallowed by the endless silence of the abandoned quarry. But Raphael Andreas wasn't ordinary. Neither was Thiago. Years of surviving betrayal had sharpened their instincts in a way that no amount of military training could teach. Raphael's head turned instantly toward the sound. His pupils narrowed... there. There was a faint movement. High above the eastern ridge. Not enough to identify a man. Just enough to know that someone had shifted. His hand instinctively moved beneath his jacket. At the exact same moment, Thiago spoke. His voice was calm and controlled. But every one of his men understood the command hidden inside it. "Nobody moves." Juliana continued walking calmly, one step and then another. She was only fifteen meters away now and she could finally see her father's face clearly. He looked way older who wouldn't after what he had experienced in the p
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The convoy reached the Andreas estate just before dusk. The massive wrought-iron gates opened without delay, and the vehicles swept into the courtyard one after another. Dozens of staff had gathered outside the mansion, relief written across their faces the moment Juliana stepped out of the SUV. No one rushed her. No one overwhelmed her. They simply watched, grateful that she had come home alive. Juliana barely noticed them. She was exhausted. Her body was home. Her mind was still trapped inside Don Marcelo's compound. Inside that dim corridor... Inside the room where Andrew was still being held. The grand doors of the mansion opened. Thiago walked beside his daughter as though afraid she might disappear again. Raphael remained close enough to react to the slightest danger. Emiliano refused to leave her side. For the first time since the kidnapping, the Andreas family was under one roof again. It should have felt complete. Instead... Something was
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The study fell into complete silence the moment Thiago Andreas walked out. The sound of the closing door echoed through the room like a final judgment. Juliana stood motionless in the middle of the study, staring at the door her father had disappeared through. For several long seconds, she couldn't breathe. Then the tears came, not quietly but loudly. Her shoulders shook as she covered her face with both hands, trying desperately to suppress the sob that escaped her lips. "I can't lose him..." Her voice broke. "I can't..." Raphael closed his eyes for a brief moment. His little sister had cried before. When she was a child. When she scraped her knees. When she lost her first horse. When their mother died, but this... this was different. This was heartbreak. Emiliano immediately crossed the room. "Juli..." He placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. She suddenly turned and threw her arms around him. He nearly lost his balance. "Please..." She c
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The study remained silent long after Juliana left. Neither Raphael nor Emiliano moved. The door she had closed behind her seemed to linger in both their minds, as though her tears had seeped into the very walls of the room. For a long moment, only the crackling of the fireplace broke the silence. Emiliano was the first to speak. "So..." His voice was flat, "...that's what all of this was about." Raphael remained standing by the window, his hands tucked into the pockets of his dark trousers. He was looking outside, but he wasn't seeing the estate. He was seeing his sister. Broken, pleading and crying, it was an image he couldn't shake. "I've never seen her cry like that," Raphael admitted quietly. Emiliano scoffed. "She'll get over it." Raphael slowly turned. "No." He shook his head once. "I don't think she will." Emiliano folded his arms. His expression hardened immediately. "So what?" "You want us to march back into Marcelo's territory becaus
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Raphael Andreas was not a reckless man. Unlike Emiliano, he never acted while angry. He didn't believe in charging into gunfire simply because his blood was boiling. He believed in patience. Observation. Preparation. That was why Thiago trusted him with the family's most delicate affairs. He was ruthless when necessary... But he never allowed emotion to cloud judgment. Tonight, however... His judgment was fighting a war against his heart. His office was dimly lit, the glow from a single desk lamp casting long shadows across stacks of files and maps. The mansion had grown quiet. Most of the staff had retired for the evening, and the guards had settled into their shifts. Raphael sat alone, replaying everything Juliana had said. "He stayed." "He protected me." "Please bring him back." He closed his eyes. Those words didn't sound like the ramblings of a naïve woman blinded by love. They sounded like the testimony of someone whose life had been saved.
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Raphael Andreas did not call immediately. Instead, he sat in complete silence, the satellite phone resting in his hand while his thumb hovered over the keypad. This wasn't simply another operation. This was treason. Not against his family... Against his father's orders. Thiago Andreas had been clear. Andrew Tate was not to be rescued. The discussion had ended the moment he walked out of the study. Raphael knew exactly what would happen if his father discovered his intentions. There would be consequences. Severe ones. Not because Thiago hated Andrew. But because he believed Raphael would be risking himself—and by extension, the Andreas family—for a stranger. Raphael understood that reasoning. He simply couldn't accept the outcome. Not when Juliana had looked at him the way she had. He unlocked the phone. Only six names appeared. No surnames. No photographs. Just code names. Men who had worked with Raphael for years. Men whose loyalty belo