Chapter 148\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley couldn\u2019t focus on the documents anymore. He stood up and walked toward the master bedroom.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The room was empty\u2013no sign of Wendy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing the bathroom door was closed, Stanley stood at the threshold, his voice low as he called out, \u201cWendy, are you almost done?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
There was no response.\u00a0<\/p>\n
No sound came from inside.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley raised his hand, about to knock, but before he could the bathroom door opened on its own.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He paused, then walked in. The large bathtub was empty. Wendy was nowhere to be found.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Where did she go?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley stepped out, and just then, a maid entered the room \u201cMr. Hawk, Mrs. Hawk has already left.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She left? Just like that?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley glanced at the untouched ice pack. \u201cShe didn\u2019t use it?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, Mrs. Hawk said she didn\u2019t need it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
On the nightstand, there was a note. Stanley extended his long fingers and picked it up. The note was simple.\u00a0<\/p>\n
[Thank you.]\u00a0<\/p>\n
She left without telling him and just left that little note behind for him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley stood with his hands on his hips, a bitter chuckle escaping his lips.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After the maid withdrew herself, Stanley was left alone in the vast bedroom. He lazily leaned against the desk and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. He took one and placed it between his lips.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His broad shoulders slouched slightly as he lowered his gaze, flicking the lighter with a sharp click before the flame ignited the cigarette.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He took a deep drag and exhaled slowly. The smoke swirled around his face, blurring his sharp features. He didn\u2019t smoke much, but today, with the frustration building up, he needed the nicotine to numb his mind.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Not long after, Zayn appeared at the door. \u201cMr. Hawk, Ms. Jessica has left. About Mr. Andrews\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley knocked the ash from his cigarette and, just then, noticed the small bite marks on his arm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was from Wendy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Furrowing his brows, Stanley spoke, his voice cold and deliberate, \u201cIf Frank calls again, just tell him one thing\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
At the Crone family\u2019s villa, Jessica stepped into the living room. Frank and Ursula immediately stood up to meet her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMs. Crone, where\u2019s our son? Mr. Hawk agreed to let him go, right?\u201c.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Harry and Lilian looked toward the door, expecting to see Paul with Jessica. When they didn\u2019t, they froze.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 BONUS\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 148\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cJessica, didn\u2019t Mr. Hawk come back with you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jessica glanced at their eager faces, feeling her mood darken. \u201cMr. Andrews, Mrs. Andrews, I\u2019m sorry, but Stanley refused to release him.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
What?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Frank, Ursula, Harry, and Lilian froze in disbelief.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Frank\u2019s voice turned sharp. \u201cWhat\u2019s going on? Ms, Crone, aren\u2019t you Mr. Hawk\u2019s favorite?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ursula\u2019s face fell with disappointment. \u201cDear, we\u2019ve made a mistake. She\u2019s obviously not Mr. Hawk\u2019s favorite. Her words don\u2019t matter to him at all. She\u2019s a liar!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Frank, now furious, barked, \u201cMs. Crone, you\u2019ve wasted our time!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Without another word, Frank and Ursula turned to leave.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Harry and Lilian hurried to stop them. \u201cMr. and Mrs. Andrews\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Frank and Ursula suddenly stopped in their tracks before ordering their bodyguards, \u201cTake everything we brought with us.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
At their command, the bodyguards immediately started removing the piles of luxury gifts from the living room.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ir. Andrews! Mrs. Andrews!\u201d Harry jumped up in panic. \u201cJessica, what happened?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
n, equally shocked, couldn\u2019t understand. \u201cJessica, you talked to Mr. Hawk, and he still didn\u2019t release Paul?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The pride Jessica had once felt now turned to humiliation. She dug her nails into her palm in frustration.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy! The game between us had just begun!\u00a0<\/p>\n
6\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Chapter 140\u00a0<\/p>\n
Lateefa Khanam is a contemporary romance author celebrated for her emotionally rich storytelling and unforgettable characters. Blending passion with heart-felt realism, her novels often explore themes of second chances, unspoken desires, and the quiet strength of love that grows through struggle.<\/p>\n
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