Chapter 1104 Instead, she measured her words, her voice steady despite the tension coiling in her chest. "You are right—I do not want to die. And I suspect you would rather live, too, if given the choice. How about this: letcontact the Morrisons. I will arrange for them to send you money. You had friends abroad once, connections you could tap. Take the cash, start fresh somewhere new. What do you say?" A flicker of temptation danced in Lise's eyes, her resolve wavering. Who would choose death over a shot at freedom? The idea of a clean slate. Yet the thought of Carrie walking away, unscathed and untouched, gnawed at her insides.
Her fingers tightened around the cigarette, the ember glowing brighter as she took another drag. Conflicted, she said nothing, her silence heavy with the weight of her indecision.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTension hung thick over the Hinks estate.
Kelsey adjusted the cuff of her sleek navy blouse. Beside her, Jacob tugged at his tie, his jaw tight, as they prepared to depart the villa's sprawling garden for a high-stakes business meeting. Their polished shoes clicked against the cobblestone path, a rhythm broken abruptly when a figure barreled toward them, nearly colliding with Kelsey's shoulder.
Her eyes narrowed as she recognized the man-Tom, the one she had tasked with shadowing Carrie at the Morrison estate. "What is the matter with you?" she demanded, her voice slicing through the morning calm. "Why are you here at this hour instead of watching Carrie?" Tom's nightly Whatreports had been mundane, each one a dull reassurance that nothing was amiss. His sudden presence, panting and pale, could only mean disaster.
He gulped, his Adam's apple bobbing. "Ms. Campbell has been kidnapped," he stammered, his words tumbling out like spilled coins. "The Morrison family has already alerted the police." Shock hit Kelsey like a rogue wave. Her knees buckled, and she stumbled backward, her heel catching on a cobblestone. Jacob's arm shot out, steadying her before she could collapse.
Stories live now on galno☐☐☐☐☐ "What do you mean, kidnapped?" Kelsey pressed, her voice rising as she gripped Jacob's arm, her nails digging into his sleeve. Her heart pounded, each beat a plea for answers.
Jacob's grip on her tightened, his calm a stark contrast to her unraveling. "Easy, Kelsey," he murmured, his tone firm yet gentle. "Let him lay it all out from the start. Panicking will not help us sort this mess." His words were as much for her as for himself. He knew her too well-when trouble struck, Kelsey's world tilted, especially when it involved Carrie, her lifeline.
"Stay sharp, Jacob," he told himself. “She needs you to hold it together." To the outside world, Jacob was the outsider who had married into the Hinks dynasty, a man living in the shadow of their wealth. Whispers followed him, claiming his sharp mind outstripped Kelsey's, that without him, her family's legacy would have crumbled. Seven speculated he harbored secret ambitions, unwilling to linger beneath her command forever.
But those rumors missed the truth. Jacob cared nothing for power or prestige. Over the years, Kelsey would sometimes complain about her mother, Hannah, for choosing romance over duty, but he held no grudge toward the older woman.
Without Hannah's decision to bring him into the Hinks fold, he would have been just another orphan, never crossing paths with the woman who now clung to his arm.
When it cto Kelsey, Jacob never once questioned the cost. Every risk, every sacrifice-none of it mattered. He loved her deeply, with a devotion untouched by the Hinks family's money or status. Even if she had nothing, he would still gamble everything to build a life beside her.
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