Filed to story: The CEO’s Wife Is a Secret Boss Novel (Allison & Jeremy) Free Online
While others grew tired from fighting, this man seemed to become more energized, as if he were on drugs.
“Ugh!”
Remy delivered a spinning kick in mid-air, knocking Cyrus heavily to the ground.
Suddenly, he took out a gleaming military knife, which flashed a chilling light in the dark and gloomy night.
As he leaped to his feet, Cyrus quickly drew his gun, gripping it tightly with both hands and aiming directly at Remy’s head.
“Don’t move!”
At that moment, Cyrus was on the ground, and Remy knelt over him with the sharp knife raised in his right hand, aiming for Cyrus’ heart.
“I’ll give you another chance. Go ahead, shoot.”
Remy showed no fear. Instead, he was smiling. “As long as you shoot, all the troubles will be gone. Come on.”
Cyrus was soaked in a cold sweat and was breathing heavily. Even his hands, which never shook, were trembling slightly.
It was fine when this man didn’t smile. When he smiled, Damien’s face appeared vividly before Cyrus’ eyes.
“You’ve missed this chance too. Goodbye, officer.”
Before Remy’s smile even faded, the sharp knife was already thrust toward Cyrus’ heart.
“Damien!” Cyrus cried out, unable to contain his tears as they streamed down his face.
The tip of the blade had pierced his coat, sending a jolt of sharp, cold pain through him.
Everything screeched to a halt, as if someone had hit a pause button.
Cyrus’ sorrowful visage held Remy’s gaze captive. A detachment crept in, a chilling sensation like his spirit was untethering itself. Then, a wave of dizziness washed over him, unlike anything he’d ever experienced.
As Remy lost his focus, Cyrus pulled the trigger.
He shot Remy’s hand, the one holding the knife. Pain lanced through Remy, yet he didn’t make a sound. A deep frown creased his face as he let the weapon clatter to the ground.
Cyrus wanted to apprehend Remy, but the beating had left him battered. He struggled to rise, clutching the gun tightly, prepared to defend himself if Remy attacked again.
However, Remy made no move toward him. Instead, he walked over to his accomplice lying on the ground, and together, they disappeared quickly into the woods.
An eerie silence settled over the scene, as if nothing had ever happened.
“Damien… is it you? Is it really you?” Cyrus murmured. He pushed through the intense pain, forcing himself upright, and called out to his police team. “We have a kidnapping situation at the Solana City amusement park. Requesting immediate backup.”
Remy and Amber, both severely injured, sat in the car in a tense silence that stretched for the entire journey.
Remy drove with one hand, completely ignoring the bullet in his right hand. He lightly said to Amber, “You need to go to the hospital.”
“The Millennium has a specialized doctor who could handle it.” Amber, weak from blood loss, was on the verge of losing consciousness.
Remy glared at her. “You let them off easy.”
“What.” Amber’s eyelashes fluttered. Her heart pounded wildly in her chest.
“You know what I’m saying.”
“I’ve told you before. I’m no match for them. I’m already severely injured. Do I need to deal with your suspicions on top of everything else?”
Indignation colored her tone as she added, “If he doesn’t trust me, then he shouldn’t use me. I’ve had enough…”
“The more he doubts you, the more he’ll exploit you. And the more he exploits you, the more exposed you become. Mr. Jameson is a vicious man,” Remy said, perhaps attempting to distract himself from the pain of the gunshot wound.
Suddenly panicked, Amber tried to deflect the blame. “Don’t lecture me! You didn’t exactly finish the job either. You had the chance to take out Cyrus, so why didn’t you?”
“He’d fired the first shot. There’s no guarantee he wouldn’t keep shooting. Jameson expects me to fight for him, but he doesn’t deserve my loyalty. The only person who can dictate whether I live or die is Mr. Justin,” Remy responded lightly, though he couldn’t shake the voice that had called out “Damien” earlier. It filled him with a deep sadness.
“True, you work for Mr. Justin. You don’t need to bend over backward for Mr. Jameson…” Amber smiled wryly, closing her eyes from fatigue.
After a long while, Amber heard Remy murmur, “I’m only concerned with completing my mission. I don’t care about anything else as long as it gets done.”
Amber finally let her guard down and said softly, “Thank you.”
Landon tasked Jordan to keep an eye on Sylvia, a key witness, after leaving the amusement park.
Then, he called Harper Manor and received news that his grandfather and his secretary had been out of contact since last night. The situation was serious. They couldn’t report him missing for another 48 hours, leaving everything in chaos, awaiting his instructions.
Landon squeezed his eyes shut, clinging to a sliver of hope that was swiftly extinguished by harsh reality. The possibility of his grandfather being dead slammed into him.
Consumed by vengeful rage, Landon’s sole focus became capturing the deranged murderer, Preston.
He yearned to avenge both his father and grandfather.
Landon, despite the potential consequences, had chosen to break his pact with Sylvia. Even if it meant facing her wrath and losing her testimony regarding his father’s murder, securing Sylvia as the key witness to Preston’s crime¡ªhis grandfather’s murder¡ªwas above anything else.
As Landon reached for the phone to call the police, Jeremy’s urgent call came through. “Landon, Lauren has been kidnapped!”
The news struck Landon like a physical blow. His heart, already shattered, plummeted further into the depths of despair.
“Angie and Cyrus have tracked the kidnappers down to an abandoned factory in the western suburbs. Lyse and I are already on our way!”
A cold, damp chill and the acrid bite of dust and stale tobacco filled Lauren’s senses as she struggled to open her eyelids. Reality blurred with the remnants of a nightmare.
Blurry and disoriented, she felt a pair of icy hands stroking her skin.
“Who’s there?”
Lauren’s eyes snapped open, bulging wide like a startled deer. As she shifted her focus, a horrifying scene unfolded before her.
Freddy sat by her bedside, his cold hands creeping along her slender waist, inching their way up, touching every inch of her skin.
“D-Don’t touch me!” she rasped, the words laced with raw fear. A surge of adrenaline fueled a frantic struggle, but her limbs met only unyielding resistance. Only then did she realize that her hands and feet were bound.
Helpless and trapped, she could only watch as Freddy’s hands roamed over her body, feeling the burning humiliation coursing through her veins.
“Don’t touch?” Freddy smirked, his lips close to her ear as his hand continued to roam over her body. His voice dropped to a husky murmur, thick with desire. “Telling your precious fiance to back off? Playing coy, are we? You’ve been with a man for so long. What haven’t you done? Come, let’s have some fun, as husband and wife.”
“You’re not my fiance… You’re not!” Tears welled in Lauren’s eyes as she shook her head vigorously, desperate to escape the clutches of this vile man.
“Don’t fight me when I’m being nice!” Freddy’s patience wore thin, his demeanor shifting as his darker impulses took hold. His eyes widened, his arm rose, and he slapped her. “You’re a lunatic despised by the Harpers. The Hodgsons graciously accepted you, yet you’re ungrateful, seducing other men behind my back!
“Do you really think Cyrus Taylor would even consider you, you idiot? He just enjoys the thrill of competition! It’s like how I despise Landon to the core, so I wanted to marry you¡ªjust to let him taste the bitterness of seeing the love of his life with another man.”
With a rough shove, Freddy forced Lauren onto the bed. Reaching for his clothes, his eyes glinted with a dark possessiveness. “You’re no innocent child anymore, Lauren. Landon’s had his fill of you. You won’t be losing anything if I have my turn with you too. Consider tonight our official night together, Lauren.”
Lauren’s body trembled uncontrollably. Tears streamed down her face as she screamed in defiance, a desperate struggle against her restraints. “Get lost! Get off of me! Don’t touch me!”
But her resistance only seemed to fuel Freddy’s twisted desire. A dark urge consumed him, his gaze fixated on her tearful state. He yearned to punish her, a twisted fulfillment of a depraved fantasy.
As Freddy reached for his belt, the door swung open with a bang.
Two figures¡ªa man and a woman¡ªstood framed in the doorway, their expensive clothes marking their affluent status.
“Yet, here you are, barging in, knowing full well I’m occupied. What a party pooper,” Freddy grumbled, slowly re-fastening his belt, his displeasure evident on his face.
The man in the blue suit flicked the cigarette butt to the ground. “You can indulge later. Zoe wants us to bring Lauren to her.”
Lauren’s eyes darkened at the mention of Zoe’s name, plunging her further into a pit of despair.
Jeremy and Alyssa led Sean, Xavier, and the others to the western suburbs.
Despite severe injuries, Cyrus insisted on leading a police team to the abandoned factory where both parties were expected to converge.
They made efforts to keep Lauren’s kidnapping under wraps, fearing it could negatively impact both the Walsh Group and the Harper Group, especially Newton. They knew he wouldn’t take it well, and the risk of angering the kidnappers and endangering Lauren was too great.
During the journey, Jeremy learned from Landon that Cornelius might have come to harm, prompting him to call the police.
