Yvonne''s Perspective

Yvonne and Chloe had turned Dan''s cepletely upside down, but no matter what chaos they caused, Dan wouldn''t let them leave.

To put it inly... Dan just wanted Yvonne to sign the divorce papers with Xander.

Chloe sighed, "I''ve tried. No way out."

It sounded a little regretful. Usually, when they wanted to go anywhere, nothing could stop them. But Dan had turned this ce into Fort Knox just to keep Yvonne locked in.

Yvonne patted her chest, looking a bit pale. Chloe noticed immediately. "What''s wrong with you?"

Yvonne grimaced. "Just a little nauseous. That jerk''s blood stinks to high heaven."

Blood wasn''t exactly new to Yvonne-she''d seen plenty over the years. But Dan''s blood? Something about it had her dry-heaving in the bathroom earlier. She''d nearly thrown up her guts.

Chloe just stared. "I don''t get it. Blood smells like blood to me."

Yvonne waved her off, still queasy.

Chloe changed the subject. "Anyway, I looked everywhere for Susanna. Not a single trace. She must be locked up somewhere else."

Just the mention of Susanna made Yvonne want to punch Dan all over again. Chloe pondered for a moment. "Hey, what if it wasn''t Dan who took her?" Yvonne''s eyes narrowed. "If not Dan, then who else would stoop that low?"

Honestly, Yvonne kind of hoped it was Dan-because if it wasn''t, things could get a whole lot messier.

She nced at Chloe. "You think maybe one of my enemies did it?"

God, please no. If it was her enemies, it''d be a whole new level of trouble.

Yvonne felt herself going numb just thinking about it.

Chloe shook her head. "Our enemies? That''s thest thing we need."

Yvonne looked uncertain. "You really think one of them woulde after me now?"

Chloe considered it. "Probably not. They like to keep things out in the open. Sure, we''ve had our fair share of fights, but no one''s ever yed dirty behind the scenes  s

Yvonne nodded slowly. "Yeah, they''re jerks, but at least they''re honest jerks."

"So it''s probably not them," Chloe agreed.

Yvonne frowned. "Then who the hell took Susanna?"

Chloe''s eyes widened. "What about Mr. Miguel? Or... Hull?"

Yvonne blinked. "Hull?"

She hesitated. "But if Hull wanted Susanna, wouldn''t he just ask? Why would he sneak around and steal her?"

Chloe made a face at the word "steal."

Yvonne shook her head. "Hull''s not that kind of guy. If he wants something, hees right out and says it—even if it means showing up at your door with a marching band, He''d never do something so shady."  s

Chloe rolled her eyes. "Well, maybe you should test him anyway. Trust no one, right?"

After searching every inch of Dan''s ce-even the creepy dungeon-like basement—and finding nothing, Chloe was starting to doubt everything.

Yvonne nodded. "Fine. I''ll call him."

She grabbed her phone and dialed Hull''s number.

...

Meanwhile, on the other end of thefn8997 Fresh chapters posted on find?novel/fn8997

line, Hull was holding

Susanna unconscious, face

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flushed, peacefully

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arms. She looked so serene, it was

almost contagious.  s

Hull had never felt anything quite like this.