My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 1109

Drifting in a sea of thoughts, she absently pulled up her banking app, half-expecting the international wire to be crawling through red tape. But the moment the screen lit up, her breath caught—the transfer had already landed. Ten million. Just a string of digits, yet they felt like a heartbeat in her palm—pulsing, alive, whispering a promise of survival.

Back at the police station, Reece leaned over the desk, anxiety etched deep into his features. “Have you located Carrie yet?” he asked, voice tight.

The officer gave a weary shake of the head, exhaling sharply. “No. We didn’t have enough time. They’re on the move—vehicle keeps changing routes, always one step ahead.”

Across the room, another officer, eyes glued to a digital map of the city, pointed. “We caught a flicker of her signal near the coast.”

“The coast?” a third officer murmured, rubbing the back of his neck. “Isn’t that where that creepy old amusement park is? The one that shut down after kids kept sneaking in and getting hurt?”

Meanwhile, somewhere else in the city, inside a speeding car, Jacob was working the phones, trying to piece together any trace of Carrie.

leader picked up—and spoke first, voice laced with nervous apology. “Mr. Dury, I just found out one of my newer guys lent a hand to your daughter a few days ago. He didn’t realize who she was. If anything went wrong, I take full responsibility. I’ll have him return the extra cash today. Feel free to

revealing her true identity. The thug had thought she

watched the news—and everything clicked. Panic set in. He ran straight to his boss to confess. Moments later, Jacob’s call

man’s panic. “Relax. I’m not looking to make enemies. Your guy actually did alright. We’ve got another job, low-profile. Not enough hands on

books available at

money. That last job more than covered his salary for the year. He’s yours to use however you like—even keep him at the Hinks estate if needed.” He knew full well that one word from the Hinks family could end his guy’s career—or his life. A favor, though? That

notice of you,” the boss said as he

man swallowed hard, then took the phone. “Mr. Dury, I—I’m grateful.

time. “Did you ever lay eyes on the

pose as a guard—to throw her maid off the scent. But don’t worry, I know Carrie by face.