My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 251 The car screeched to a halt at an abandoned dock, surrounded by tangled weeds and crumbling infrastructure.

A rusted surveillance camera, long defunct, hung crookedly from its post, its lens obscured by a massive wasp nest.

In stark contrast to the decay, a brand-new yacht gleamed along the shore, pristine and out of place.

Elizabeth was yanked out of the car by her captors and dragged onto the yacht.

Compared to the Norris family’s opulent custom vessels, this yacht was modest—small, functional, and likely priced at no more than a million.

It could accommodate ten people for an overnight stay, but it lacked the grandeur she was accustomed to.

Elizabeth had already ruled out one of her suspicions: that this was an act of revenge from the families of the Foxfire County thugs.

As the yacht’s engine roared to life and it began to glide away from the dock, Elizabeth’s heart sank.

The shoreline grew smaller, swallowed by the expanse of open water.

Her mind raced.

Would anyone even know where to find her? Her captors had planned meticulously.

Out here in the vast ocean, rescue seemed like an impossible dream.

She was hauled into the lounge, where Elijah reclined casually on an ostentatious leather sofa.

His bright floral shirt was a jarring contrast to the polished, gentlemanly appearance he’d once presented.

Elijah’s face lit up with a smug smile as he greeted her.

“Elizabeth, we meet again.”

Elizabeth’s expression was stoic, her eyes hard as steel.

Elijah stood and

see me? You’re more clever than

her sleeveless

out to trace his

that clever little brain of yours, how could you have wormed your way

repulsion clawing at

faint marks left by the ropes on her arms, Elijah

“So delicate.

a loose tie leaves

fingers pressed into the tender skin, as if reveling in the

Elizabeth didn’t struggle.

knew it would be futile against her

she fixed Elijah with a glacial glare, her silence more defiant

his head,

yanked the towel from her mouth, letting it fall

leaned closer, brushing his thumb over her dry, cracked

“Such a small mouth.

I wonder how you’ll—”

to the side,

chuckled, lowering his

full of fire, I see.” His tone

that Oliver will

said nothing, her eyes

Elijah smirked.

the moment your name

care about me, for the sake of the Norris family’s reputation and the company’s stock price, he will send someone to rescue

words stung, but she

the Norris family’s