Secret Admiration: Finding True Love After Prison

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Felix remained completely unfazed in the face of Chandler’s hostility. Even with Chandler’s presence exuding cold fury, Felix acted as if it didn’t concern him in the slightest.

Slouched lazily in his wheelchair, Felix tilted his head up and smirked, “Your wife? And you’re asking me? What, can’t you even keep an eye on your own woman?”

Chandler’s eyes narrowed. He grabbed Felix by the collar and yanked him out of the wheelchair.

Philip’s heart nearly leaped out of his chest. “Mr. Powell!”

But Felix didn’t flinch. He stared straight into Chandler’s eyes, his smirk laced with arrogance. “What’s the matter, Chandler?

Did I hit a nerve?”

The tension between them was palpable–two men who could never see eye to eye. Chandler knew Felix wasn’t as simple as he appeared. If Felix had been able to make Meryl disappear without a trace–even slipping past him–then his current frail state was nothing but a façade.

Pinning Felix against the wall, Chandler’s eyes burned with barely restrained fury. “I’m warning you, Felix. I’m still asking nicely. You’d better start talking, or—”

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His sheer defiance was infuriating. “Hate to break it to you, but I grew up being threatened. It doesn’t work on me. And let’s be real here—it was you who lost her. Why the hell are you questioning me? Where were you when she slipped away?”

He continued, “You had countless chances to stop her, but you –what? Turned a blind eye? Meryl wanted out. She doesn’t love you anymore. Hell, let me spell it out for you–even if you find her, she’s not coming back.”

Felix’s face was a little pale–maybe from exhaustion. But his eyes were sharp, unwavering as they locked onto Chandler.

had had enough. His fist clenched, then swung, landing a solid punch across Felix’s face. “Stop this bullshit. Where is

mouth. Yet he simply wiped it away with the back of his hand,

you’d actually show some restraint. Tell me, Chandler–if it was Rachel who hid Meryl, would you have hit her like

thin. He ignored the provocation. “You think keeping quiet means I won’t

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find her. Why waste your time on me?” There was a slight weakness in his stance. On any other day, he wouldn’t have taken the hit without retaliating. But

wasn’t going to give him anything. With a

the ground. Philip rushed forward just in

he had touched something filthy. “If it weren’t

letting out a scoff. “Oh? So that was you going easy on me?

she is my wife. She’s mine.

me.”

car disappear down the road, Felix shifted his gaze to the

muttered, “Mr. Aniston was way out of line. How

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his feet, brushing it off. “It’s just a punch. Hardly a big deal.”

hesitated. “But just now…”

Powell looks like

“Copy the security footage onto my phone. I need to send it to

blinked. “Send it

over Philip’s shoulder,

like this. Felix had anticipated the whole thing, gone along with it, and even let

are you trying to win Ms. Stone’s sympathy? Isn’t that a little underhanded?” It almost felt like manipulating Meryl’s emotions.

expression was unreadable. “You don’t understand. This is called playing

am not faking anything. I am not lying. And if it makes Meryl look at me differently, what is the harm? Is it even a strategy if it is