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!"

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 slipped into her husband's office, looking for the marriage contract he'd taken from her right after their

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drawers and files. In the dim light, she found what she was looking for-the marriage contract, plus some surprising extras an ultrasound picture and bank statements. Knowing these might be important later, she took pictures

as Emma carefully put everything back in place. She knew her discoveries could change

office, Emma felt the weight of what she'd found. Each document told its own story-the marriage contract that kept her trapped, the mysterious ultrasound, and the bank records that showed things her husband had hidden. Emma hadn't expected to find so

were proof that she was brave enough to fight back and take control of

her room, where the house staff might notice something was wrong, she went to her son's playroom. As soon as she walked in, she picked up one of his stuffed animals, finding

She wouldn't hold him or show him any love, and she'd

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

straight at her

anymore.

thick

Her mother-in-law demanded

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

"Don't play

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