The Billionaire's Mistake

MISTAKE 98

Chapter 98 Caling Richard

Pushing himself up against the headboard, Martin tried to clear his head. "What are you talking about?" He could hear his own heart pounding in his ears as he waited for the answer.

"You handed your neice over to my son," James spat out the words like they tasted bitter," and now my son has been taken away by mercenaries! Did you think you could mess with my family and my business without consequences?" Martin felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over him. His mouth went dry as he struggled to understand what he was hearing. "I never meant for any harm to come to your son," he protested, his voice shaking slightly. "I only arranged a marriage. That's all it was supposed to be!"

Chapter 99: Planning her Escape.

A harsh laugh came through the phone-the kind of laugh that had no happiness in it at all. "A marriage? What do you think this is-some old-fashioned TV drama? My son was taken from his own home by force because of what you did. trusted you, Martin!"

The weight of what was happening started to sink in. Martin's hands were trembling as he held the phone. The city lights outside his window seemed to blur as his mind raced, trying to make sense of everything. "I swear, I didn't hire any mercenaries," he insisted, desperation creeping into his voice. "All I did was tell your son he should marry my niece. Nothing more than that!"

"You expect me to believe that?" James's voice dripped with disbelief and anger. "Your niece's husband-my son has been kidnapped, and now my company is under attack. There will be consequences for this, Martin. You've gone too far this time, and I promise you'll regret it. Both you and your business are going to pay for what you've done."

Fear crawled up Martin's spine like an icy spider. All the business connections and friendships he'd built over the years-everything that made his company strong-seemed to be falling apart right before his eyes. He had tried to use his niece's marriage as a way to make more money and gain more power, but now that plan was exploding in his face like a bomb he'd set himself.

"Please," Martin begged, not caring how pathetic he sounded, "I didn't order any attack. I never wanted your son to get hurt. Let me help fix this. I'll do anything to find him and make this right!"

The phone call ended with a click that seemed to echo in Martin's ears like a gunshot. Emma's footsteps echoed through the halls of the big house as she walked quickly. Her heart. was racing, but she knew what she had to do. She

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files. In the dim light, she found what she was

seemed to slow down as Emma carefully put everything

that kept her trapped, the mysterious ultrasound, and the bank

weren't just photos; they were proof that she was

soon as she walked in,

she was even cold toward her own grandson. She wouldn't hold him or show him any love, and she'd

down and stay quiet around her mother-in-law, thinking she'd have to put up with this forever. But today was different. The pictures hidden in

straight at her mother-in-law,

anymore.

room grew thick

Her

she remembered all the bad things that had happened. "He's not here," she said

sound. "Don't play

a surge of bravery and stepped forward. "I won't