Getting out of the car, Tedmond frowned. Although he had told Thomas he was fine with his belongings, Thomas had intentionally tossed them into the trash for him to get new ones.
“I’ll be waiting here for you,” the driver said. “Take as much time as you need.”
Tedmond glanced back and nodded before walking into the store. He knew Thomas had sent him shopping to give him time to think and make up his mind.
He understood he had to accept his inheritance. After all, he had promised the Griffin family he would make them pay, and the only way to do that was by accepting his fortune. Why would he refuse something like this after all he had been through?
It wasn’t possible.
Scanning the store, he looked for the men’s section. As his eyes roamed the place, they landed on a rabbit doll with emerald eyes and a gem dangling from it.
‘Is that a diamond?’ he wondered.
The emerald reminded him of Bianca’s eyes, and he thought she might like it. He decided to get it for her. Just as he was about to open the display case to take it, a rude voice interrupted him.
“What do you think you’re doing?” a woman snapped. “Do you really think you can steal that with all the surveillance footage around here?”
The sound of heels clicking made him spin around. In seconds, the woman shoved him away from the display and placed her hand on her waist, glaring at him.
“Trust me, there’s no way you’ll get away with stealing from this place,” she said. “You should leave.”
Her loud voice had drawn the attention of several people in the store, all frowning at Tedmond. Judging by his appearance, they assumed he couldn’t afford anything there.
“Is this how you treat your customers?” Tedmond asked.
“Customer, my foot! Are you trying to save face after I caught you trying to steal that rabbit doll?”
“I’m here to buy it,” Tedmond retorted, hating the fact that he was the center of attention. “How much does it cost? I’ll transfer the money right now.”
She raised an eyebrow, staring at him in disgust. “I gave you the chance to leave, and you’re wasting it. What makes you think you can afford it? You can’t even buy decent shoes, let alone this doll. And what would trash like you want with a doll anyway?”
Tedmond's brows knitted in anger. “How much is the doll? I want it.”
The woman chuckled and turned to the salesman nearby. “You handle this trash. He’s acting like he can afford anything in this store. Take care of him.”
She walked away, leaving the salesman to approach Tedmond awkwardly.
“Hello, sir,” the salesman said. “Can you really afford the doll? If you can’t, she’ll make sure I get fired,” he muttered, his voice low.
The people in the store began murmuring as they looked at Tedmond.
‘What’s he doing, lying like that?’ someone said.
‘Maybe he’s not a thief and just came here to window shop?’
‘I’m tired of trash pretending to be rich. Trash will always be trash.’
Tedmond frowned. They were looking down on him again, and it would affect the salesman who was just trying to help. “I want the doll,” Tedmond said, placing a hand on the salesman’s shoulder. “That’s not all I need, though. If you help me pick other things, you’ll be compensated.”
The man nodded, but the woman who had left burst into laughter. It was the same saleswoman.
“Are you kidding?!” she demanded. “If you can afford anything here, would you let me call the cops on you?”
Tedmond snapped his head toward her, his glare sharp. “And if I can afford it, what will you do?”
She snickered. “I’ll apologize…”
“That’s not enough,” he interrupted. “You’ll crawl around the store three times while apologizing.”
The woman flinched but quickly regained her composure. “What the–?”
“Also, you’ll apologize to this young man,” Tedmond added, gesturing to the salesman next to him. “Is that okay, or are you scared?”
“Why would I be scared? It’s not like you can afford it anyway,” she snarled. “I agree!”
“Good,” Tedmond said before turning to the salesman. “I’ll take that doll.”
The salesman nodded and retrieved the doll, handing it to Tedmond with a smile. Tedmond glanced at the doll, realizing it was the first time he was buying something for someone who hadn’t asked for it.
As he moved toward the clothing section, people in the store continued to murmur. Tedmond picked out as many clothes as he needed, along with shoes, a wristwatch, and other essentials, trying some on to see how they looked.
Despite the store’s luxury, he chose based on his taste, not the price.
“I’m done,” Tedmond announced, after selecting everything he wanted. The salesman helped him place the items on the counter.
The saleswoman and others in the store wore smug expressions, eager to see him get arrested.
“You’re done,” she muttered, sneering. “I’ll check the price of everything you bought.”
Smiling as if she had already won, she began calculating the total. The salesman beside Tedmond stiffened, fearing for his job.
“It’s a total of $500,000,” she said.
Tedmond furrowed his brows, and her smile widened.
“You can’t afford that, can you?” she said, chuckling. “Look at him! Just a poor brat bluffing.”
“I was just wondering why it’s so cheap,” Tedmond replied. He had deliberately bought a lot to ensure Thomas wouldn’t send him shopping again anytime soon.
“You hear that?” the woman scoffed, but then she stopped, realizing what he had said. “Did you just call this cheap? How lame!”
“I’ll transfer the money now. What’s the account number?” Tedmond asked.
She glared at him but handed him the account details. “Fine, this is the store’s account, managed by our finance team. I’ll call them right away to check if your imaginary money has arrived.”
Ignoring her, Tedmond transferred the exact amount to the account. He turned his phone around, showing her the exact amount he had transferred.
She was stunned at first but quickly waved it off. “That must be fake!” she claimed, turning to one of the saleswomen. “Call and confirm that the money has been received.”
Less than a minute later, the saleswoman ended the call, her eyes wide in shock. “He’s right! The money has been RECEIVED!”
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CHAPTER 688
Looking around, she tried to remember where she was.She had seen this area before, at least from the air, but she had no idea where she had actually landed, how far the wind had carried her, or how far the nearest edge of civilization might be.The survivalist in her, the part she had trained to be cold and efficient, screamed at her to move.The Syndicate would have trackers on the ground within minutes.If she stayed, she was dead.If she moved, she might find Tedmond. But her heart felt anchored to the spot.How could she leave Clara here like discarded luggage?The thought of Syndicate finders, or worse, forest scavengers reaching her firs,t sent a different kind of pain through Lottie’s chest.“I can’t leave you,” Lottie groaned, trying to slide her arms beneath Clara’s shoulders.The moment she shifted the weight, a scream of protest tore from her hip.Her legs buckled.She collapsed back into the mud, gasping for air. She was too weak.Carrying a body through miles of jagged f
CHAPTER 687
A violent cough split the forest.“Kh—kgh!”A voice followed, raw and shredded. “Damn it…”The moonlight shifted, cutting through the dense canopy to reveal a pale, trembling midriff.Lottie lay sprawled in a bed of crushed ferns and jagged stones. Her shirt had been shredded and shoved up during the fall, exposing her belly, and the gruesome sight of a thick, jagged twig protruding from the soft flesh just above her hip.She reached down, her fingers slick with cold rain and warm blood. Her hands shook violently as she gripped the wood.“Son of a… mother… god!” she hissed through gritted teeth.She drew a ragged breath, her vision swimming with black spots.With a guttural grunt of pure agony, she yanked.“AAAGH! F—fuck!”The twig came free with a sickening, wet squelch.Lottie’s head slammed back into the mud, her body arching in a spasm of raw pain. She tossed the blood-stained wood into the darkness, her chest heaving as she fought to keep from blacking out.As the moonlight fin
CHAPTER 686
Albert paused, brows lifting as he considered the implications.An idea had formed in his mind, but he needed to shape it carefully.“Perhaps…” he began, trailing off.“Perhaps?” Thomas prompted, curiosity sharpening his tone.“To get something only a Washington can provide,” Albert whispered. “Think about the protocols. To unlock the family’s deep-reserve vaults, the ones holding Legacy tech and the offshore black sites, it requires two keys. One from the head of the family… and one from the heir.”He turned to the board, sketching a rough diagram to illustrate his point.“They aren’t hiding her from Tedmond. They’re trying to make him desperate enough to use his half of the key to save her. They’ve been waiting for him to grow tired. Waiting for him to stop thinking and start reacting.”Thomas glanced back at the monitors, at the signal-loss screen marking where the plane had gone down. The realization settled in.“They played us. They played all of us. Those people… they’re monste
CHAPTER 685
Thousands of miles away, in a room lit only by the cold glow of monitors, Thomas was losing his mind.His fingers flew across the keyboard, but the screens were a chaotic mess of flatlines and flashing SIGNAL LOST warnings.“I can’t find them! Albert, I can’t find them!” Thomas’s voice cracked with raw panic. “The transponders snapped off when the tail blew. One second, they were at thirty thousand feet, and the next—nothing! They’re just gone!”Albert didn’t respond. He sat perfectly still, face drained of color, staring at the last known GPS coordinate. He looked like a man watching the world end in real-time.“Albert! Say something!” Thomas slammed his fist onto the desk. “What was the last thing Marek said? Did he have a chute? Is Tedmond awake?”Slowly, Albert turned his head. The calculated mask he usually wore was shattered. His eyes were bloodshot, his jaw clenched so tightly the bone looked ready to snap. He didn’t look like a professional anymore; he looked like a man pushe
CHAPTER 684
The truck hit a hard bump, and Tedmond’s limp body slid across the metal floor.“Tedmond!”Lottie’s scream ripped through the small cabin, sharp and panicked.Up front, Marek flinched so hard his hands jerked on the wheel. The heavy steering column slipped, and the transport truck swerved violently toward the ditch. Tires screamed against the dirt before he wrestled the vehicle back onto the road.His heart pounded against his ribs.He had stayed quiet during the drive, assuming the silence in the back meant everyone was finally resting after the hell of the North Block.“What the fuck happened back there?” Marek roared, his voice thick with sudden, icy fear. “Lottie! Talk to me!”“He’s down! Marek, he’s down!” Lottie’s voice was high-pitched, a sound he had never heard from her. “There’s so much blood. It’s his head. It won’t stop!”Calm dissolved into chaos in the back.“Oh God, oh God,” Hugo gasped, hyperventilating, his hands hovering over Tedmond’s body, unsure where to touch.
CHAPTER 683
“Clara!” Tedmond roared, reaching the base of the shaft.The elevator car hadn’t merely settled.A secondary ceiling collapse had dumped a fresh mound of concrete slabs and rebar directly onto the crumpled floor.Clara wasn’t in the hallway.She was still in the rubble, buried beneath the new fall.Tedmond threw himself at the debris.He didn’t use the crowbar. He used his bare hands.‘I didn’t bring her out of that chamber just to let the building finish the job,’ he thought, fingernails tearing as he heaved a fifty-pound slab of masonry aside. ‘Not another body. Not today.’“Lottie, stay with Molly and Hugo! Keep the light on the corridor!” he barked over his shoulder.“Tedmond, the timer!” Lottie shouted back.Her heart lodged in her throat as she hugged Molly close. The girl was hyperventilating, small hands clutching Lottie’s tactical vest.‘Please let him find her,’ Lottie prayed silently. ‘If we lose Clara now, after everything—’“I’ve got a hand!” Tedmond growled.Through the
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