Chapter 810

In that moment, holding the fire extinguisher, I was ready to go down with him if I had to.

Dustin had lost his mind. He was like a ticking time bomb, ready to take everyone down with him.

"Felicia," Conrad called my name softly, like he was trying to talk me down from doing something rash.

I knew his concern wasn't for Dustin's safety, but for mine.

Yet, my threat didn't faze Dustin one bit. He looked at us with disdain, as if we were a bunch of helpless fools.

And why wouldn't he? Conrad was weakened by whatever Dustin had done to him, our housekeeper was too old to put up a fight, and I was pregnant. Dustin had every reason to feel invincible.

"Felicia, you need to be smart about this," Dustin said, his voice dripping with false concern. "You know the only way to keep your family safe is to come with me. You don't want your child to grow up without parents, or worse, never get a chance to see this vibrant world."

"Just hand over what Ernest gave you, and I promise you'll live a life of luxury and security. You can stay here or move wherever you please."

He was still trying to tempt me with promises.

"Dustin, if I did that, how could I ever face my child? How could I live knowing their happiness was built on someone else's misery, on a dirty deal? My child would hate me for it."

my belly. It was impossible, of course

above, a

you feel, there's nothing

his hands, and the sound of hurried footsteps filled the room as a dozen men in black

this house until tomorrow's plan

as his words hung in the air, the men

off, and Dustin did too. His face fell as

What was happening?

a familiar voice broke the tension, "Since when do Mr. Wagner's men

I turned

wearing a black

stepping into collar

jacket,

to see him here, and his words were unmistakably

voice

black, who nodded respectfully at Sinclair. "Mr. Sinclair, Ms.

at Fanny, who nodded obediently. "Thank

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