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CHAPTER 89
Harlyn carried the little girl into the spacious, marble-floored living room, completely ignoring the nanny's muffled, desperate pleas echoing down the hallway behind them.She lifted the baby slightly higher in her arms, her cold glare instantly melting back into a warm, adoring smile as she looked into the child's bright, curious eyes."Is your papa home, sweetie?" Harlyn cooed softly, nuzzling her cheek against the girl's forehead. "Where is he? Is Papa in his study?"The little girl's face lit up at the word. Her tiny mouth stretched into a wide, toothless grin, and she began frantically kicking her feet against Harlyn's waist in excitement."Papa! Papa!" the baby squealed, her joyful babbles breaking into delighted chuckles as she waved both chubby hands in the air, pointing eagerly toward the grand staircase."That's right, my sweet girl!" Harlyn beamed, laughing softly as she watched her daughter's frantic, adorable waving. "Let's go find him, okay?"As she walked up the grand
CHAPTER 88
She took another half-step forward, pointing a sharp finger at his chest."If you think you can just wander around my neighborhood and mess up the life I've built, you're dead wrong. Get out of here before I call the cops myself!"Slayde didn't flinch. He didn't even blink. He simply looked down at her pointed finger, then met her furious eyes with a gaze so hollow and unimpressed it sent a cold shiver straight down her spine."Call them," he rumbled flatly.Without giving her another second of his attention, Slayde turned on his heel and casually brushed past her. His heavy coat caught the light breeze as he walked down the pavement, leaving Harlyn standing alone on the sidewalk, trembling with a mix of fury and unspoken dread.Harlyn stood frozen, her chest heaving as she watched Slayde’s broad shoulders disappear around the corner. The icy silence he had left behind felt heavier than any shout.Furious, her hands shaking violently, she yanked her phone out of her designer bag and
CHAPTER 87
Later that night, steaming water cascaded down Slayde's broad, heavily scarred shoulders as he stood under the shower. He leaned one massive hand against the tile wall, letting the heat wash away the grime of the past few days.Out of nowhere, an odd, faint itching sensation buzzed at the back of his neck.Slayde raised his head, letting the water stream over his face. ‘Someone is running their mouth about me,’ he thought dryly, wiping the water from his eyes.He didn't care who it was. If they wanted a problem, they knew where to find the wreckage he’d left behind.The following morning, Slayde made his way into a quiet, tidy neighborhood on the edge of the district. He stopped outside a small local real estate office.His goal was simple: buy an apartment in the same neighborhood where his ex-wife, Harlyn, currently lived. It was his old stomping ground, and staying right next door would allow him to keep a silent, watchful eye on her next move. He had learned the property was
CHAPTER 86
"Y-Yes, Boss!" one of the kneeling thugs squeaked, his forehead glued to the concrete. "He was strong! He wasn't just strong, he was well trained! He didn't even use a gun, Boss, he just—he just broke through us like paper!"The leader blew another ring of smoke, the heavy silence hanging in the room like an executioner's blade."And you let him walk," the leader whispered. "My men... kneeling in my own hall... defeated by one man.""We're sorry, Boss! Please, forgive us!" the lead thug blubbered, his body shaking violently against the concrete. "We tried to stop him! We swear we tried—"BANG.A single, deafening gunshot echoed through the iron warehouse, instantly cutting off the man's frantic pleas.The leader hadn't even looked up from his ledger. His right arm was extended, holding a heavy chrome revolver still smoking at the barrel.The lead thug slumped forward, lifeless, his blood pooling silently over the cold floorboards.The remaining men froze, terror gripping the room as
CHAPTER 85
Ari Mill remained slumped in his seat, his head buried in his hands as quiet, ragged sobs shook his shoulders.The heavy silence of the lounge settled back over the room. Slayde watched the empty stairwell for a moment before turning his dark gaze onto the weeping man across from him. He offered no empty comfort, nor did he lecture him on his failures."She needs time," Slayde rumbled, his deep voice cutting through Ari's quiet weeping. "And you need to get your life together. Stay well, Ari Mill."Slayde pushed his chair back, the heavy wood scraping against the floorboards as he stood up, leaving the man alone with his thoughts and a second chance he would have to earn.The next morning, the sun broke over the city, casting sharp, golden rays through the dust-moted air of the hideout.Slayde stood in the hallway outside Maya’s room. Her face was still wrapped tightly in medical bandages, leaving only her cold, sharp eyes visible."I won't be seeing you again for a while," Slayde
CHAPTER 84
Leaving Caleb stranded in the sleek elevator, Slayde stepped out into the night and made his way back across town to the building he had left earlier.When he pushed the heavy doors open, the room was quiet, except for the desperate, one-sided pleading echoing from the seating area.Ari Mill sat leaning forward, his hands clasped together in desperate entreaty, his face pale and worn. Across from him sat Maya, legs crossed, completely absorbed in her glowing phone screen."Maya, please, you have to listen to me!" Ari begged, his voice trembling with raw emotion. "I swear to you on my life, I didn't abandon you! I didn't leave your mother! I was taken, Maya! They dragged me away, locked me down in that den, and forced me to gamble for them! I was a prisoner!"Maya didn't even look up. Her thumb swiped smoothly across the glass panel as a soft notification chime sounded from her device."Didn't ask," she said, her tone icy, flat, and entirely unbothered. "Don't care.""Maya, look at m
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