He threw money on the bed after our one-night stand.
I threw it back in his face at his own inauguration.
By sundown, we were engaged. By the week's end — married.
Franklin Flemington needed a wife to secure his empire. I needed a miracle to save my family. For two years, we played our parts flawlessly — the golden couple the whole city envied.
Behind closed doors, I was invisible to him.
When the two years were up, I handed him divorce papers without blinking.
He stared at me like I'd lost my mind. "I've given you everything a husband should. What more do you want from me, Octavia?"
I smiled, signed my name, and walked out.
I thought that was the end. I thought I'd finally won.
I forgot one thing — Franklin Flemington has never lost anything in his life. And he has no intention of starting with me.
Game on.

The moment Franklin's voice boomed from the ceiling, Maria completely changed. The elegant, calm woman vanished. In her place stood a cornered, angry animal.


Three small red laser dots from the police snipers lit up her black coat. Two were on her chest, and one was right on her wrist holding the detonator. She knew she was caught. She knew she had lost. But instead of giving up, she began to laugh. It was a loud, chilling sound that echoed through the empty, cold warehouse.


"You think you are so smart, Franklin!" Maria screamed, tilting her head up toward the dark rafters where Franklin was climbing down. "You think you have won!"


I stayed on my knees, my eyes glued to Lael's pink blanket just a few feet away. My heart was beating like a drum inside my chest. I wanted to lunge forward and grab my baby, but the red light on Maria's hand told me to wait. One wrong move, and she would press the button.


Chapter 292 - ~ 291