When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 178

The car rolled to a graceful stop before a grand estate, its façade imposing and majestic. Quick on his feet, the driver stepped out to open our doors.

Kathy, her posture ramrod straight, a testament to her upbringing, led the way in black kitten heels, guiding me through the main entrance. “Ms. Webster, I’ve invited you here today for a favor.“}]

I asked, “What kind of favor?”

“You’ll see soon enough.” Her words piqued my curiosity, though I’ve never been one to pry too deeply.

But as we meandered through the garden, and I glimpsed through the glass of the scene unfolding in the family’s private chapel, I was stunned. Mark was on his knees, his back a canvas of brutal wounds, yet his expression bore no trace of pain or rage, only an unsettling calm, like the still surface of a dormant pond.}

The irate matriarch, standing over him, lashed out again, her voice seething, “Mark, don’t think for a second I can’t deal with you! If you die, I’ll adopt another heir to continue the Larson family!“}

deference and

forward when Kathy held me back,

I remembered Mark telling me his mother had passed

that mirrored Mark’s, her voice soft, “He’s shunned the Larson family’s influence for years, only to tap into it last night to teach Lloyd and his gang a lesson

I was

being kidnapped

kept a low profile in RiverCity for years, steering clear of the muddy waters of

words were cryptic, yet the implication was

with our quiet life, and what happened last night conveniently forces Mark into an

marriage?” I was

gentle and calm demeanor, Mark would make any woman happy as his

gaze briefly met mine. “Yes, an arranged marriage with another rich family. But he doesn’t want it, as you might