Chapter 77
Tristan!” Evelyn shouted, rolling down the window of the white sedan as it passed by []
Amanda Jones sat silently beside her, perfectly composed.]
Tristan heard her He saw her too. But he kept his eyes forward, his expression glacial and disturbingly Intense []
“That’s Evelyn calling you,” Adeline said quietly. Didn’t you hear her?]]
Tristan didn’t react at all []
Watching their car pull away, Evelyn yelled for her driver to stop. She flung the door open and took off running after them, frantically dialing Tristan’s number as she ran[]
She chased them all the way to the iron gates, screaming after the disappearing car like a woman possessed. Passersby stared, clearly thinking she’d lost her mind.[]
In the car, Amanda remained motionless. She didn’t tell the driver to stop, nor did she go after Evelyn. She just sat there, her face a blank mask, as still as a frozen lake []
Ben, the family driver, glanced in the rearview mirror, completely baffled. Why had Mrs. Jones agreed to let Miss Grantham visit today? She’d even picked her up personally, knowing full well that Mrs. Paige would be coming
Tristan’s car had vanished down the road.[]
Evelyn collapsed at the roadside, staring at the distant speck with raw jealousy and manic determination in her eyes.[]
She wanted to destroy Adeline Paige.]]
She’d worked so damn hard to keep Tristan with her these past few days, only to discover he was back with Adeline. They’d gone home together, left together… they looked like they were getting back together…]
No. Absolutely not.[]
Tristan belonged to her. She would get him back, whatever it took.[]
Near the trees along the road, an unmarked van discreetly followed Tristan’s car.[]
Three minutes later, Zarek Weasley’s phone buzzed with a voice message: “Mrs. Paige’s been taken by her husband. Still following. Want me to stop him and get her out?“]
Taken?
Zarek’s brow furrowed.]]
After a moment’s thought, he texted back: “Keep following. Don’t engage.
He had no idea what headspace Tristan was in right now. Intercepting could be dangerous.[]
The operative sent back a thumbs–up.
On the highway. Adeline watched the speedometer climb toward 140 mph with no sign of slowing.
She gripped her seatbelt tighter “Could you maybe slow down a bit?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.[]
“What’s wrong? Scared? Tristan’s voice was ice. “I thought nothing scared you.
Adeline mentally cursed him six ways to Sunday.[]
But she wasn’t stupid enough to pick a fight now. Forcing a nervous smile, she said, “We’ve only got one life, Tristan. I’d like to keep mine intact. Yours too.“]
“Life’s long, you know? Everything passes eventually. Let’s not do anything… rash“]
Tristan jerked the wheel suddenly, veering of the highway onto a narrow side road []
Adeline’s heart slammed against her ribs.[]
Steadying herself, she glanced out the window. The road was barely wide enough for two cars, with dense trees pressing in from both sides.[]
The sky was darkening rapidly!)
Blue hour. The wilclang hour Combined with the tense, eerie atmosphere, it made the man beside her seem like a stranger–possessed by something cold and vengeful
“Mind telling me where were going? she asked carefully []
“No mea,” Tristan replied flatly {}
Adeline fell silent
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Chapter 77
Tristan didn’t respond []
Adeline carefully slipped her hand into her purse. The phone Tristan had grabbed earlier was her new one. She kept everything important on her old phone, which was why she hadn’t fought him for it (
In her pocket was a backup []
She didn’t message Zarek. Instead, she sent her location to Summer Spears every five minutes, adding what she hoped was a coherent message despite her shaking fingers []
Last time she’d tried to text for help, she’d somehow sent “xoxo” Instead of “sos“. []
Summer, seeing these random orchard locations popping up on her phone, was confused at first. Then she made out the words “taken and Tristan” and understood immediately []
She grabbed her keys and headed out.[]
She didn’t call the police, assuming Tristan just wanted to talk to Adeline alone. He wouldn’t actually hurt her… right?[]
The car left the orchard, driving for another hour down increasingly remote highways. They passed through the outskirts of a small town, then nothing but countryside… deeper and deeper into nowhere until Adeline had completely lost track of where they were []
Checking the time, she realized they’d been driving nearly three hours. It was after 9 PM]
Adeline was now counting on the car running out of gas.]
Finally, at the foot of a mountain in the absolute middle of nowhere, the engine sputtered and died.[]
Spring insects chirped loudly in the darkness, punctuated by the occasional frog:[]
Looking out, she saw nothing bu blackness, with only the faintest pinpricks of light visible miles away. A cold realization settled in her stomach. Was he actually planning to kill her?]
Just us now,” Tristan said, rolling down his window and lighting a cigarette. In the orange glow, his sharp features looked otherworldly–handsome but dangerous.[]
He took a long drag, loosening his tie with one hand and pushing his dark hair back from his face. The casual bad–boy gesture somehow made him even more intimidating
Women saw him as the sexy, powerful heir to a fortune, whose simple act of loosening his the radiated raw masculinity. But when Adeline had first met him, he’d been a clean–cut, earnest young man who blushed when they held hands. She missed that Tristan–the one who seemed long dead now []
“So what now?” Adeline asked, her voice resigned. “What do you want?]
Tristan blew smoke rings while studying her face. Even in the dim light, her beauty was undeniable. The nude–colored dress hugged her figure perfectly–delicate in some places, lusciously curved in others. When she was passionate, legs wrapped around him, nothing in the world compared…]
He leaned closer, his sraoke–tinged breath warm against her face[]
“I think I know why you’re being so cruel to me,” he said softly. “It’s because we never had children.“[]
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