NovelEnglishChapter 80
| stood before the camera again. “For Olivia's sake, | urge Bella Windsor, Chole Windsor, or anyone in the
Windsor family responsible for this abduction to release her immediately. If harm comes to her-no excuses.
Green Group will withdraw all cooperation with Windsor Group and pursue legal and
financial consequences. This goes beyond rumor-it’s an open
act of hostage taking.”
The video was posted on all channels, Green Group social media,
my personal account, and with the sheriff's office. Within
minutes, it spread. Netizens already blamed the Windsors;
investors reacted with unease. Banks shifted overnight.
| also sent direct messages to Windsor’s executive board. “This
ends with Olivia's safe return. Anything else will cost you every
donation, loan, and partnership.”
Just then, | heard Mike's voice shaking over the radio. “Sir!
We're approaching...there’s the black SUV. Parked there in
front of us.”
| turned, voice low but steady. “What's its position?”
Mike leaned forward, lips tight. “Front of neighborhood
entrance. Appeared around the stOlivia's car went in.
Chaptered
Stayed there.” He pointed out the tinted windshield of a Chevy
Malibu parked across the street.
My gaze narrowed.
“That's the suspicious vehicle that drove into the gated
community where Olivia used to live. We can’t follow up on
that.”
Olivia's POV
| woke with a searing pain in my head. Every breath smelled of
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtgasoline. Panic flooded as | realized | was lying in my own living
room-where | and Ethan once built a home. But it felt like a
tomb.
My limbs were bound with chemical-grade duct tape. They'd
silenced my hands and sealed my ankles. Gagged. | couldn't
move. Stretching across the floor, the potent smell of petrol
remained. | tried to call out, but only moist muffles escaped.
Tlost shape. Seconds—or hours-passed. Then footsteps: the
soft rasp of heels against hardwood.
Chole. She appeared in the doorway, silhouetted in the haze. No
mercy in her gaze.
“My dear Olivia.” Her voice was winesweet, with poison
underneath. “Glad to see you finally woke up.”
Chapter 80
| clenched my jaw in silence. No tears. No pleading.
She paced slow, the lighter’s flflicking between her
fingertips, illuminating her features. “You know, | walked past
this very couch when we were... together. Sleeping next to my
lover.”
She clicked the lighter repeatedly, the small orange flame
shuddering. The smell hit me, madegag. On instinct, | spat
towards her feet.
Chole laughed-a soft, vicious sound. “You want him back so
badly, don’t you? And now you're here. Ground zero. | waited
three days for you to wake.””
My lip curled. | remained silent. The flcaught a glint in her
eye.
She took a slow step closer, lighter wicked with intent. “He’s going to hate you even more once he finds out you
died
tonight.” She blew a short stream of air from her mouth,
watching the lighter’s wick morph.
My heart thudded. But | didn’t plead.
Chole arched an eyebrow. “What a shame,” she said faintly.
“You're not begging. Not pleading-just like in marriage, huh?
You blEthan, call him cheater, then pretend you deserve
forgiveness. But look at you now!"
With wicked fluidity, she straddled the couch arm, looking
down at me. She ripped the duct tape from my mouth with a quick downward rip.
Pain. A sickening crack of skin and sound. Tears sprang behind
my eyes-but | swallowed them.
She leaned in, voice cold: “You willget on your kneesandbegfor your life.”
Olivia's POV
The gasoline smell coated the air like poison. My nostrils
burned. Every breath felt like inhaling threat. Duct tape dug
into my wrists and ankles, sticky and rough, leaving a rash
across my skin. | sat slumped in the living room of the house
Ethan and | once shared-a space that used to mean warmth,
now drenched in kerosene and fear.
Chole stood across from me, wild-eyed, flicking a silver lighter
open and closed.
Click. Flame. Click. No flame.
“Three days,” she said, voice lilting with mock patience. “Three
days | waited for this. | didn’t even let myself shower because |
wanted you to smell the gasoline before I lit it. Romantic, right?”
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