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Chapter 3

Word Count: 1078    |    Released on: 15/04/2026

ury penthouse. She was dripping wet, leaving

r sofa, was a man half-hidden in the shadows. He was

an Potter. The most ruthless corporate raider on Wall Street. He looked her u

raspy but steady. "In exchange, I can give you the i

slapped it onto the glass table. "I don't give a damn about his data

is demand, her phone started vi

as a GPS screenshot. The location was the exact address of the nursing home wher

city's head. Her vision blurre

stood up, walked over to the bar, and poured a glass of neat

oing back into his line of sight tonight. You're go

m a side room. They placed a garment bag containing a stunning, pro

man looking back had dead eyes and a blood-red mouth. She walked back out an

out of the armored bu

ards jumped out, grabbed her by the arms, and shoved her

lling into the underground garage of

neon-lit, smoke-filled corridors

n the center of the plush velvet booth. Next to him was Arthur Vance, a

tion crossed his eyes. He turned to Arthur. "Here is my

over Felicity's exposed skin. He reache

ed her head a

d around his whiskey glass until the crystal shattered in

ropping to a deadly whisper, "I will have your

e had loved. He was trading h

up into a brilliant, sickeningly sweet smile. She walked straight to Arthur, picked up a

d his chest. He suddenly felt suffocated. He ripped his tie loose, stood u

oor clicked shut

hot out. She grabbed the metal ice pick from the bucket on the table and slamm

hooting up in the air. Sw

deeper until a drop of blood appeared, "Brennan Potter w

anished from his eyes, replaced by sheer panic. He r

want?" Arth

ctor. I need a medical certificate forged right now. If you p

ife and his greed. H

d glasses over and made ambiguous noises to

y's waist. Her hair was intentionally messy, her lipstick smudged. Arthur laughed loudly, sh

a folded piece of paper into her open purse. It w

er. She intentionally left the zipper of her purse half-open. Th

s trained eyes locked onto the medical logo. He imm

d the door, pulled the fake pregnancy report out, and tossed it right in the center

door of the hotel room was ki

completely bloodshot, his chest heaving. He lo

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