Felicia Feathering’s mother glared at Mark, her eyes blazing with anger. "You're refusing to help us? After everything we've done for you?"
Mark stood firm, his jaw set. "I'm not going to help you manipulate and use me for your own gain. And I'm certainly not going to help you secure a contract that would only further your interests." Felicia Feathering’s mother turned to her daughter, her voice cold and menacing. "Felicia, you need to divorce this man. He's not worthy of our family's name. If you don't, I'll disown you." Felicia Feathering turned at Mark, with pleading eyes, tears streaming down her face. She didn’t want to lose Mark, more than she didn’t want to disappoint her mother. "Please, Mark, help us. Just this once. I'll do anything." Mark shook his head, his heart heavy with sorrow. "I can't, Felicia. Your mother is behind my lack of success, and I won't play into her hands. She's only looking out for herself, not for us or our baby." Felicia’s mother sneered, her eyes glinting with malice. "As long as I'm living, Mark, you'll never have success. You'll never be more than a poor, struggling husband. And if you don't do as I say, I'll make sure you regret it." The tension in the room was palpable, the air thick with unspoken threats and unmet promises. Mark knew he had to protect himself and his family from Felicia’s mother's grasp, but he didn't know how. The day ended with an unresolved conflict. The next day, Felicia had planned to go secretly and connect with this company her mother solely wanted to get a contract with, hoping she could decide with the owner. Felicia Feathering, who was desperate to save her family and her marriage, made a secret call to The Blackwood Enterprise, expressing her interest in the coveted contract. She had no idea that she was speaking to her own husband, Mark, who was now the owner of the company. Mark, surprised to hear his wife's voice on the other end, recognized an opportunity. He had been looking for a way to test Felicia Feathering’s loyalty and business acumen, and this was the perfect chance. "Hello, Felicia Feathering," Mark said, his voice calm and professional. "I must say, I'm surprised to hear from you.” “Sorry I had to call you through this line, I know that you might be busy with one or two but I need your help.” Felicia’s voice sounded out desperate. “My help?” Mark joked. “Yes, due to the recent developments in our company, we need to sign a contract deal with yours so our company won’t have any pitfalls here and there.” There was a brief silence that Mark wanted to badly tell Felicia that he was the one and that he was going to help her, however, he had to keep his cool. “And What makes you think you're qualified to secure our contract?" Felicia Feathering, unaware that she was speaking to her husband, launched into a passionate pitch, highlighting her skills and experience. Mark listened intently, impressed despite himself. "Very well, Felicia," Mark said after she finished speaking. "I'll give you a chance to prove yourself. But it won't be easy. You'll need to go through a series of tests and negotiations, and if you succeed, the contract is yours." Felicia Feathering’s heart raced with excitement. She had no idea what lay ahead, but she was determined to succeed. "What kind of tests?" she asked, her voice steady. "You'll find out soon enough," Mark replied, a hint of a smile in his voice. "But be warned, Felicia. The challenges ahead will push you to your limits. Are you sure you're ready for this?" Felicia Feathering took a deep breath and steeled herself. She was ready to do whatever it took to save her family and her marriage. "I'm ready," she said, her voice firm. Mark chuckled, a low, husky sound. "Very well, then. Let the game begin." And with that, he cut the call.
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Chapter 32
The cold night air clung to Mark’s skin as he stood beneath the flickering streetlamp. The roar of the SUVs’ engines faded behind him as they came to a sudden stop, but his attention was locked on the figure standing calmly in the center of the road.A voice—calm, smooth, and deliberate—cut through the silence.“Mark Ryder. It’s time we talked.”Mark’s muscles tensed, every instinct screaming that this was a trap. He took a slow, cautious step forward, his gun steady in his hand. “Who are you?”The figure shifted slightly, stepping into the pale glow of the streetlamp. The face that emerged from the shadows was lean, sharp-jawed, with salt-and-pepper hair swept neatly back. His tailored black coat and composed demeanor suggested influence—money, power.“I go by many names,” the man said, his expression unreadable. “But for tonight, you can call me Mr. Black.”Mark’s eyes narrowed. “You work for Rook.”A faint smile tugged at the man’s lips. “Rook doesn’t have employees. He has assets.
Chapter 31
The oppressive silence of the abandoned courthouse pressed against Mark’s senses as he stared down Mr. Finch, the man’s smirk a deliberate provocation. Finch sat back in his chair, completely at ease despite the weapons trained on him. Felicia stood next to Mark, her breath steady but her hand clenched tightly around his arm. She could feel the tension radiating off him, the barely restrained fury simmering beneath his calm exterior. Nathan and Grayson flanked the room’s entrance, their weapons raised and ready. Finch’s smugness wasn’t arrogance—it was calculated. He knew something they didn’t. Mark finally broke the silence, his voice sharp. “Where is Rook?” Finch raised an eyebrow, the faintest hint of amusement flickering across his face. “You think walking into this courthouse will hand you all the answers? Rook isn’t someone you find, Mr. Ryder. Rook finds you.” Grayson took a step closer, her weapon steady. “You don’t seem too concerned about being found. Is that becaus
Chapter 30
Grayson knelt beside Caldwell’s lifeless body, her hand pressed against the warm pool of blood spreading beneath him. The faint hum of distant footsteps made her instincts scream to move, but she remained frozen for a moment.Caldwell’s final words echoed in her mind: “They’re everywhere… and they’ve already won.”Her grip tightened on her weapon, her sharp eyes darting toward the corridor. Whoever had fired that shot was long gone. A professional. No mistakes, no witnesses.But the truth hadn’t died with Caldwell. Not yet.She searched his pockets quickly, finding a secure USB drive tucked inside his jacket. She slipped it into her coat, rising just as the sound of approaching guards forced her to retreat into the shadows.Meanwhile – The Underground GarageMark arrived just as Felicia emerged from the service stairwell, her face pale but her steps determined.“Felicia!” he called, his heart racing as he closed the distance between them.She turned, relief flashing in her eyes for ju
Chapter 29
The moment the lights flickered, the tension in the grand hall of the Whitehall Estate spiked like a live wire. Guests exchanged wary glances, but the guards were already mobilizing, their hands on their weapons as the security system powered down.Felicia’s breath caught in her throat as she watched the vault’s bulletproof glass begin to hiss open. Her mind raced. Who else is here for the ledger?Mark’s voice came through the comm link in her ear. “Felicia, don’t move. Grayson and I are on our way to the auction floor.”Felicia’s eyes darted across the room, landing on Caldwell. He hadn’t moved. The president stood near the far wall, his face unreadable as he spoke quietly to one of his aides. The way his lips tightened, the subtle flicker of unease in his eyes—it was clear he hadn’t planned for this interruption either.But Caldwell wasn’t a man easily thrown off balance.Felicia whispered into the comm, “Caldwell looks rattled, but he’s not leaving. Whatever happens here, he wants
Chapter 28
The rain had eased, but tension hung heavier than the storm as the van skidded to a halt under the cover of an abandoned train depot on the outskirts of Black City. Rusted metal beams loomed above them, the scent of damp earth and oil lingering in the air.The escape had bought them minutes, but Mark knew minutes were never enough.Grayson killed the engine, the van settling into a tense silence.Nathan was the first to break it, his voice controlled but tight. “We can’t stay here long. Caldwell will have already flagged the city’s surveillance grid. He’s going to lock down the entire district looking for you both.”Mark was still gripping Felicia’s hand, but his mind was elsewhere—calculating, planning, searching for the angle they hadn’t yet seen. He turned to Nathan, his voice razor-sharp.“We can’t keep running. We need to be two steps ahead of Caldwell. You said the ledger wasn’t just financial records. You said it was a blueprint for corruption in this city. Where’s the real one
Chapter 27
The world seemed to slow in the aftermath of the explosion.Glass crunched beneath Mark’s boots as he shifted, his arms still protectively wrapped around Felicia. Her rapid breathing matched the racing of his own heart, but he kept his focus on the shadows outside the blown-out window.The figure in the gray suit stepped forward through the swirling smoke, the red laser sights of his tactical team sweeping across the room.Nathan pressed himself against the wall, gun raised but not yet firing. Grayson crouched low near the door, her weapon trained on the intruders but her finger not yet on the trigger.It wasn’t a firefight—yet.The man spoke, his voice calm but authoritative, the tone of someone used to giving orders.“Mark Ryder. Felicia Blackwood. You’re both coming with us. Step out quietly, and no one else has to get hurt.”Mark didn’t move. His mind was running through every possible scenario. Surrender meant death. Fighting was a death wish too—outnumbered, outgunned. But there
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