Chapter 6 - The Bride's Treachery
The entire ballroom fell into a deadly, suffocating silence.
Ryan stared at his beautiful bride in absolute, unadulterated shock.
He desperately asked Lauren what she was doing with a loaded weapon.
Lauren sneered and told him he was the most gullible fool she had ever met.
She loudly confessed that she had never loved him and she certainly was not pregnant.
She reached under her dress and aggressively ripped off the silicone pregnancy bump.
She tossed the fake belly onto the pristine white flower petals scattered on the floor.
Ryan gasped, finally realizing his entire new life was a carefully constructed lie.
Lauren revealed that she was actually the daughter of a rival cartel boss.
She had infiltrated his company to steal the syndicate's money right out from under them.
The armed men surrounding the room were entirely her father's loyal mercenaries.
She ordered Ryan to open his laptop and transfer the offshore funds immediately.
Ryan stammered that he could not authorize the transfer without the original inheritance documents.
He frantically pointed a shaking finger directly at me.
He told Lauren that I possessed the only legal copies of the financial records in my leather folder.
Lauren slowly turned her weapon away from Ryan and aimed it squarely at my face.
She demanded that I hand over the thick folder resting under my arm.
I clutched the folder tightly, knowing it was the only leverage keeping me alive.
I boldly told her that if she shot me, she would never get the encrypted passwords.
Julian suddenly stepped forward, aggressively pushing the baby stroller into the open aisle.
He coldly told Lauren that I might not care about my own life, but I certainly cared about my child's.
He violently ripped the protective canopy off the stroller, exposing my sleeping daughter.
Ryan's eyes widened in sheer disbelief as he stared at the newborn baby.
He realized in that exact moment that I was not the barren woman he had discarded.
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Julian pulled his gun and aimed it directly at my innocent baby's head.
He commanded me to slide the folder across the marble floor right now.
