Chapter 1399
No.1
“All these years, every single one of you looked down on me. You pressured me! Threw money at me like I was some beggar! Is that how you treat the man who saved your life?”
“If I could go back, I never would have saved you! I should have let you drown!”
Genevieve recoiled as if struck. His words sent a jolt of disbelief through her.
They had given him a substantial sum. Her parents had treated him with respect, kindly asking him to take good care of her!
He had clung to this twisted resentment.
The Harrison from back then was a different man. He had held her, cared for her, revived her.
To help her breathe, he’d unbuttoned her blouse. When Genevieve finally awoke to the sound of rain pounding on the hub’s roof, Harrison had vowed, “I’ll take care of you for the rest of my life.”
He had clearly forgotten that promise. He was a stranger now.
Her heart shattered. Genevieve glared at him. “I never imagined you saw us that way. We never looked down on you. We never thought of you as a beggar.”
No.2
“No matter what trouble you were in, we always tried to help. How could you think so poorly of us? Now, please, calm down. Don’t make this worse. Let her go,” she pleaded.
“Let her go?” Harrison barked a harsh laugh. “So I can rot in jail while you seize all my assets? Don’t be ridiculous! Get out! You have no say here!” He lunged for Arabella, grabbing her throat. His other hand brandished the red-hot iron toward her eyes.
“Arabella Fontaine! Call the court right now! Tell them you’re dropping all charges! Do it, or I’ll burn your eyes out right here! You’ll be blind forever!”
The scorching metal hovered dangerously close. Arabella could feel its intense heat against her skin.
She paled, frozen in sheer terror. Genevieve was equally horrified. She never thought she’d see the man she loved descend into such madness.
“No! Stop!” Genevieve cried out. “I promise you’ll keep your assets after you serve your time! I won’t touch a single penny! We can draft the separation agreement right now! I never wanted your money! Even after your betrayal, I never planned to sue! I swear!”
“I don’t believe you!” Harrison roared. “I’m not going to jail! Get out! If you called the police, I’ll find a way to end you and your daughter! Like this!”
He growled, thrusting the iron even closer. The burning tip nearly touched Arabella’s eyeball.
Suddenly…
No.3
A black dart sliced through the dark air. It struck Harrison’s arm with deadly precision, embedding deep into his flesh. Blood instantly gushed from the wound.
“Argh!”
Harrison screamed in agony. The iron clattered loudly to the ground. Both Arabella and Genevieve stood petrified, stunned by the sudden, violent turn of events.
“What are you waiting for? Take him down!”
The sharp command cut through the tension. Arabella and Genevieve spun around to see Isabella Montgomery watching them from a short distance.
Her voice snapped them into action. Genevieve immediately sliced through the ropes binding Arabella with the dagger.
Harrison Winslow writhed on the floor in agony. He struggled to rise and retaliate, but Genevieve delivered a brutal kick to his backside.
“That’s for me! Seven years of marriage wasted on your lies!”
“Argh!” Harrison crashed back onto the concrete.
No.4
Genevieve then aimed a fierce kick at his face. “And that’s for my daughter! You robbed her of a father and broke her heart!”
“Stop! I’ll kill you both!” Harrison roared, yanking the dart from his arm and lunging at Genevieve.
Her reflexes were too slow. The dart tip hovered inches from her throat.
Arabella tackled him, sinking her teeth deep into his hand. “Run!” she muffled through clenched teeth.
“You’re dead!” Harrison raised the dart toward Arabella’s skull.
A deafening scream echoed through the space.
Harrison collapsed, curling into a fetal position. Veins bulged across his forehead.
The women exchanged a fiery glance. They unleashed a synchronized barrage of kicks.
“Filthy cheater! Disgusting pig! Die!”
No.5
Every strike released years of pent-up fury. Each impact symbolized their wasted sacrifices.
This was their closure.
Harrison’s cries faded as he lost consciousness.
Isabella observed from the shadows, a satisfied smile touching her lips. This was how women should reclaim their power. Cheaters deserved nothing less.
She summoned Maxwell Carter and Penelope Sinclair to handle the cleanup. Harrison was dragged away.
Penelope would escort both women home.
Under the building’s harsh lights, Arabella approached Isabella. “Thank you, Ms. Montgomery. But I won’t be returning to the company tonight. Genevieve and I need time together.”
Isabella nodded. “Take the night. Remember, the event starts at ten tomorrow morning.”
“I won’t let you down,” Arabella promised.
No.6
As she turned to leave, Arabella paused. “Ms. Montgomery…your hair…there’s a patch missing…”
Genevieve’s eyes widened as she stared at Nathaniel Blackwood’s trousers. “Mr. Blackwood…your zipper…”
A clump of hair was tangled in the metal teeth.
Only one explanation existed. Isabella’s cheeks flushed crimson.
Isabella and Arabella could clearly see the strands of hair tangled on Nathaniel's zipper, even in the dim light.
How utterly mortifying!
Isabella and Arabella were completely stunned. It never crossed their minds that Isabella Montgomery had that kind of relationship with Nathaniel Blackwood!
Despite their shock, neither woman had the time or the nerve to ask for details. They chose to stay silent on the subject.
Isabella shot Nathaniel a sharp look...
No.7
Arabella noticed Isabella's flushed, embarrassed face and quickly tried to smooth things over. "Don't worry, Ms. Montgomery, Mr. Blackwood. We won't breathe a word of this to anyone. Our lips are sealed."
"Yes, we're so sorry for interrupting your evening. Please, don't let us stop you," added Genevieve, pulling at Arabella's arm to leave. Isabella and Nathaniel were probably furious after their intimate moment was ruined by the whole Harrison fiasco...
No wonder Nathaniel had been stone-faced and silent the entire time.
"Drive," Arabella commanded Penelope urgently, "Now!"
"Right away!" The car sped off, leaving Isabella and Nathaniel standing alone under the streetlamp.
Isabella was at a complete loss for words.
Damn it! Clearing up this misunderstanding was going to be impossible. Those two had completely the wrong idea, and their expressions said it all... Isabella's reputation was in tatters! She should have made Nathaniel remove the hair himself, or just helped him!
She turned to him helplessly. "Well, now you have to fix this for me!"