Chapter 8 - The Master Manipulator
Alexander dropped the expensive ink pen on the wet concrete, his entire world completely shattering before his eyes.
He had locked the children securely inside a biometric, impenetrable bunker, yet Eleanor had somehow managed to capture them.
Eleanor laughed loudly over the roaring helicopter blades, enjoying the absolute, devastating despair written across her former groom's face.
She casually explained that she had placed a hidden tracking device on Marcus's car months ago, knowing he would eventually lead her to the safe house.
The loyal bodyguard had unknowingly led the enemy forces directly to the hidden children while they were infiltrating the skyscraper.
Sarah screamed in pure agony, fighting violently against Eleanor's grip as she saw her precious babies crying in the cold wind.
Eleanor firmly pressed the gun harder against Sarah's head, demanding that Alexander sign the absolute transfer of power right now.
She promised that if he signed the legal papers, she would leave the children on the roof and only take Sarah as her insurance policy.
Alexander knew she was lying, completely aware that Eleanor intended to kill every single one of them the moment she got what she wanted.
He slowly bent down to pick up the pen, discreetly making a subtle, tactical hand signal to Marcus standing in the shadows of the stairwell.
Marcus silently raised his suppressed sniper rifle, taking careful aim at the guards holding the terrified children by the helicopter.
Alexander stalled for time, loudly asking Eleanor why she had orchestrated this massive, incredibly complex deception just for money.
Eleanor arrogantly began to gloat, dramatically explaining her brilliant plan to destroy the man who had rejected her family's initial merger proposal years ago.
She was so heavily distracted by her own narcissistic monologue that she completely failed to notice Sarah's hands slipping out of the loose ropes.
During her three horrific years in captivity, Sarah had secretly spent every single day stretching her joints to escape these exact bindings.
As Eleanor raised her chin to deliver a final insult, Sarah aggressively drove her sharp elbow directly into the bride's stomach.
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The violent, unexpected strike caused Eleanor to stumble backward in pain, completely losing her tight grip on the silver pistol.
The gun clattered loudly onto the wet concrete, skidding dangerously close to the deadly, unprotected edge of the skyscraper.
