Chapter Forty One Stella woke up feeling dizzy and sick. She tried to push through the morning, telling herself it was just the stress. Her husband, Declan, hadn't been home for days. The last time she saw him, he walked out after a huge fight. She had asked him to leave, thinking he would come back after cooling down, but he didn’t. He didn’t even call. The worry gnawed at her, making her feel worse.As the day went on, her dizziness grew. She was supposed to attend a crucial meeting, but she couldn’t focus. She kept thinking about Declan, wondering where he was and if he was okay. “What the helm is wrong with Declan , this is so unlike him “ Stella whispered to herself and since no one really liked him because they think he is poor , no one bothered to look for him or ask her about him. She picked up the phone to call him, but then put it down, afraid he wouldn't answer. Her heart ached, and her head pounded.The next day, feeling even worse, she decided to see Doctor Jack, who

Chapter Fourty Three Clara felt a buzz in her purse and pulled out her phone. The message read, "Let's meet at our usual hiding spot. A body needs to be destroyed." She closed her phone after reading the message, topped up her makeup, and scanned her reflection in the mirror. Satisfied with her appearance, she left the restroom and bullied two workers for being too slow in restocking the shelves. As she exited the building, she lashed out at the valet, hitting him with her purse because his hands touched the body of her car."Don't you dare touch my car again!" she snarled, her eyes burning with fury. The valet stumbled back, his face pale with shock. Clara ignored him, got into her car, and zoomed off, the tires screeching as she sped away.The drive to the outskirts of town was a blur. Clara's mind raced with thoughts of her new position as CEO and the power she now wielded. She reached a dilapidated warehouse at the end of a deserted road. The place reeked of decay and danger,

Chapter Forty Five"We won’t get caught," Clara interrupted. "Not if you stick to the plan."Denver looked at her, doubt written all over his face. Clara took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. "Just trust me," she said softly. "We’re almost there."Denver nodded reluctantly. "Okay. But if anything goes wrong…""Nothing will go wrong," Clara said firmly. "I promise."After Denver left, Clara sat down on the couch, feeling the weight of everything pressing down on her. She couldn’t afford to lose control now. Not when she was so close to having everything she had ever wanted.She had to make sure everyone played their part perfectly. And she had to keep Stella out of the way. Clara’s mind raced, trying to think of every possible scenario. She had to be prepared for anything.Hours later, Clara received a call from Doctor Jack. "It’s done," he said simply.Clara let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. "Good.""But there’s something you should know," Doctor Jack added.

Chapter Forty SevenThe tension in the room was palpable when the door suddenly burst open. A police officer stepped inside, his presence sending a wave of panic through Clara, Richard, and Denver. They exchanged anxious glances, each one fearing the worst.Denver was visibly shaking, his nerves getting the better of him. Clara shot him a fierce look, silently commanding him to get a grip.“How can we help you?” Richard asked, his voice strained as he tried to maintain a semblance of calm.The policeman looked around the room, taking in the tense atmosphere before speaking. “We received a call from a lady reporting a criminal case. When we picked her up, she was unconscious and muttering incoherently. We need someone to identify her to confirm if she’s your sister.”Clara’s heart skipped a beat. Stella had made it to the police, but her condition was worse than they had imagined. Richard quickly grabbed a family photo from the shelf, showing it to the officer.“This is Stella,” he sai

Chapter Forty Nine Chad was losing his mind. He had been searching for Declan everywhere. He’d organized his security team and even involved the police, but Declan was nowhere to be found. The police headquarters buzzed with activity, but Chad’s focus was singular. He was angry and furious, pacing the floor, his mind racing with the worst possibilities.A call came in, and his heart leaped, hoping it was Declan. But it wasn’t. It was a nurse from the mansion.“The young lady is now fully conscious,” the nurse said.Chad barely listened. “Keep her there. I’ll deal with her later,” he snapped, then hung up. He had bigger problems.More phone calls started flooding in. Stock managers and company executives were panicking. Rumors were spreading that the mysterious intelligence behind the companies was missing. Chad tried to calm them.“Don’t worry,” he said. “Don’t sell your stocks. Things will be fine.”But he was sweating. He didn’t believe his own words.He had to get to Stella. May