Only then did Katelyn rise to her feet, her eyes trained on Chester. Chester’s face glowed with desperate hope as he anxiously awaited her next move.
However, Katelyn offered no further comment. Instead, she dialed Fiona’s number. When the call connected, she said coldly, “Fiona, do you want to save your father from prison?”
Fiona froze, her fingers trembling as she double-checked the phone number. The familiar voice unmistakably belonged to Katelyn—the very woman who had orchestrated her family’s downfall. The key question, however, was what Katelyn was asking…
“Katelyn.” Fiona’s voice hardened with barely contained fury. “What exactly do you want? You’ve already torn my family to shreds. Isn’t that enough to satisfy your appetite for destruction?” Deep down, she refused to trust a single word from Katelyn’s lips.
Brushing aside Fiona’s hostility, Katelyn delivered her ultimatum with chilling precision. “I’ll send you a location. If you want to save him, come to this location alone—now. Bring anyone else, and your father dies immediately.”
Although Fiona wasn’t in jail, she had been ostracized by everyone in high society. Every door slammed in her face, every whisper behind her back—all because of Katelyn’s machinations.
The sound of her enemy’s voice ignited a wildfire of hatred in Fiona’s chest. Blinded by rage, she snapped, “Yeah, just you wait!”
The moment the call ended, Fiona furiously blurted out, “Want me to go alone? I’m definitely bringing a whole group of people and killing you!”
But what Fiona failed to realize was that Katelyn had already hacked her phone. Her words echoed clearly through Katelyn’s speaker.
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Chester, listening nearby, could hear his daughter’s every word as well. His face contorted with rage as he cursed through his clenched teeth.
“Idiot!”
Katelyn had dangled freedom before him—a clean escape abroad with his daughter. But now those hopes crumbled to dust.
His blood boiled at the thought. How could he have sired such an incompetent fool?
Katelyn observed Chester’s mounting despair with the faintest curl of her lips. “I offered the opportunity,” she remarked, her voice soft yet cutting. “But she simply couldn’t grasp it.”
It was over. The moment those words left her mouth, Chester understood their grim implication. Was this calculating woman planning to discard him now that he had served his purpose?
Before he could fully process this terrifying thought, Katelyn continued, “Considering you’ve told me everything, I can send you abroad, but…” She let the sentence hang in the air, the unspoken conditions looming between them like a guillotine blade.
But none of that mattered to Chester now. As long as she agreed to help him flee the country, he’d accept whatever came next. Survival was all that counted.
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