Chapter 542

“What the heck? Beverly was snatched up by Evadne and Thaddeus?”

In the bedroom, Matthew had his reluctant wife, Elva, pinned down on the bed, savagely ripping off her nightgown, ready to fulfill this week’s “duty.”

Ever since Avery climbed to the top and became the apple of their father’s eye, Matthew’s stress skyrocketed. Now, whenever he had the energy, he would force Elva into bed with him, all for the sake of getting her pregnant with the Chambers Group’s heir as quickly as possible.

His father was all about legacy, loved a big bustling family. Being the eldest son, if he could produce the first grandson, he’d have éven more security within the family, an extra chip over Avery!

But, just as he was about to get down to business, an urgent phone call deflated him on the spot, causing him to end hurriedly! “Are you sure? That couple took the girl away?” Matthew rolled out of bed in his birthday suit, scrambling to pull on his pants in a panic, as if he’d been caught in the act.

“Our eyes on the ground report that it was Thaddeus’s secretary Gordon who picked up Beverly. No one else could’ve done it!” The secretary’s voice was laced with urgency, “And they said Beverly didn’t look like she was forced, she seemed to go willingly! Mr. Chambers, you don’t think the girl’s had a change of heart, planning to testify, do you?”

“What do you want me to say? Do I look like I’ve got a psychic hotline to her gut? Sheesh!”

Matthew bellowed in anger, his polished public facade crumbling away, scaring Elva into a shiver.

“What’s the plan, Mr. Chambers?”

Matthew cinched his belt with a vicious glare, “That Beverly, whether she’s switched sides or not, she’s a liability we can’t afford to keep!”

Elva’s eyes widened in fear, her hands clutching the sheets tighter.

The secretary sought confirmation, “You mean take her out?”

“She’s with that evil couple right now, so let’s not spook the horses just yet. We don’t want to draw their attention. It’ll make it harder to make a move.”

Matthew moved to the window, his voice low and dangerous, “Wait until she’s back on her own turf, then find the right moment to act within the next couple of days. The sooner, the better.”

“Got it.”

“And don’t use our own

Matthew’s lips twisted with malice, “Let’s keep it clean. Whoever’s mess it is, they clean it up.”

The call ended, and his mood for love had vanished. He dressed in haste and headed for the door.

“Matthew.” Elva’s voice was timid as she tried to stop him.

“What now?” Matthew snapped, not even giving her a glance.

Their marriage was a political arrangement, the emotional foundation weat

and her family’s declining influence, he cared even less for her.

Elva’s voice trembled, torn by her emotions, “Matthew, maybe just let it go.”

With Elva failing to bear him a child over the years,

Matthew’s brow furrowed as he stared at her, “Let it go? What are you babbling about?”

her. She’s

hand flew across her face in a

have I told you? Don’t ask, don’t meddle in my business! Now you’re sympathizing with some

reeling, a buzzing

voice shaky, “No, not sympathy. I’m just thinking of your best interest. Having blood on your hands isn’t a good look, and if the cops trace it back to you, even without direct evidence, it could tarnish your reputation. And if Avery uses this against you, it could

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as to not cover my tracks? Such naive thoughts from a foolish woman. I’m helping Byron to curry favor with Dad. Can’t you see the obvious benefits? And who said I’ve

wouldn’t want to disappoint your politically retired dad or

tears, Elva

Thaddeus took Beverly to their home

grand, tasteful villa and the serene, mirror–like lake in the backyard left the modest girl utterly awestruck. She had imagined the nome of wealthy elites to be lavish beyond measure,

not disturbing Alva but instead personally bringing over

sofa, her limbs bound by invisible cords, shrinking into

make you some,” offered Thaddeus, his expression reserved

suddenly, unable to hold it in any longer, she

tears that plopped onto her clenched hands resting on her

cry,” Gordon fumbled with a bunch of

her frail back hunched and shaking as if she couldn’t catch her breath, he hadn’t

her genuine vulnerability was undeniably

her?” Thaddeus froze in place, his eyes betraying a

again, like someone stiffed you on a multi–million–dollar deal,” Evadne teased, unable to resist

frowned and turned to Gordon for confirmation. Was his expression really that

doubt. Thaddeus’s gloomy

moved to sit beside Beverly, gently wiping away her tears and blowing her nose with the kind

let it all out. You’ll feel better,” she said, not pressing for reasons, unwilling to add any psychological

all would be so kind to me.”

gratitude. “I know it’s because I can testify against Byron. But thank

girl left Evadne and Thaddeus feeling

of anger and restraint, as he struggled to keep his emotions in check.

her soul bore scars so deep, they may never fully heal.

Byron’s doing.

he didn’t belong in hell, then

isn’t because you’re a witness. Every decent girl

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girl into her arms, her own eyes brimming with tears. “Tragedy brought us together. But believe me, I won’t let it happen again.”

sipped the warm cocoa Thaddeus had brought her,

Evadne asked, her voice filled with earnest concern. “Once you step forward, there’s no turning back. It’s a full–on battle with the Chambers Group. Thad and I will do everything to protect you, but it will inevitably affect you and your mom’s

you feel pressured, or if this decision was made in haste,

Evadne, do you know who gave me the courage to face all

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“Your sister, Nydia.”

eyes widened, her heartbeat

Thaddeus remained composed as if he had

girls

moved

isn’t afraid of backlash. But I know the pressure she’s under is even greater than ours. This will impact her future significantly. We might be forgotten, but her scars will become a stigma, constantly mentioned and reopened by others. I saw hér live broadcast, and I cried

so clear–minded and admirable.

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