Chapter 411

Briony's scalp prickled as the words hit her.

There was something chillingly deranged about Stewart's calm. It was the kind of composure that made your skin crawl, as if madness lurked just beneath the

surface.

He'd kidnapped her today-who was to say he wouldn't do the same to their daughter one day?

She forced herself not to let her mind go there.

"Stewart, no matter how busy I was on business trips, I always called Little Nina every night before bed-she'd say goodnight to me, every single night. I haven't seen her face in over twenty-four hours now. She's just a little girl, she won't understand."

"That's nothing you need to worry about," Stewart replied, utterly unruffled. "I told the nanny you're somewhere remote, bad reception, can't make video calls."

Briony pressed her lips together.

Of course. If Stewart had gone so far as to kidnap her, he'd make sure to keep up appearances everywhere else.

"Please, just let me call her. She's four, Stewart. If she goes too long without talking to me, she'll get scared."

"That depends on you." Stewart's gaze pinned her. "Bryn, if you cooperate, I won't keep you here forever. Just a week. I just want you to stay with me for one week."

A week?

in Stewart's

us. This is pointless," Briony pleaded, staring him down. "Let me

a cold smile. "A week, Bryn. Not a day

was livid. "You're insane! I can't stand being

you curious why I need you here for

"I just want to go home to

if to himself. "I've signed the divorce papers, Bryn. This time, I

I can't help feeling... unsettled. I keep thinking, over and over, how did

a bitter, icy

met her gaze, expression pained. "No. I

kidnapping me will help you figure it out? You should be on your knees at your son's grave,

a tired, helpless smile.

Briony froze.

years together-weren't

was

him,

you loved me. You treated Irwin

Briony refused to answer.

had loved Stewart, hopelessly and

left. When her mother went to prison, when both the Kensington and Hudson families abandoned her, Stewart gave her a place to belong-even if that home was built

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