Chapter 467
For the past two months, Zavier had been turning every stone in his quest for Skyler. But it was like she vanished off the face of the earth
With each passing day, the fear of losing Skyler forever was eating him alive. He couldnât eat or sleep. And even when he did, he was haunted by dreams of her. She was always there, looking at him with those accusing eyes, as if he had committed an unforgivable sin
He banged on Marcus door time and time again, begging for Skylerâs whereabouts. He swore he wouldnât bother her, and just wanted to see her from a distance. But Marcus wouldnât spill the beans
Zavier knew the key to his dilemma was Comelia. So, he had her watched, waiting for a moment when she was unprotected. Once that happened, he planned to snatch her and force Marcusâ hand
Last night, he thought his moment had come. Just when he was about to trade Cornelia for Skyler, Marcus and his crew showed up. Marcus had a look in his eyes that gave Zavier the creeps, like the Grim Reaper himself
âZavier, touch a hair on Corneliaâs head, and youâll wish you were never born.â Marcus threatened.
âMarcus, whatâs eating you?â Zavier casually lit a cigarette, taking a couple of drags. âYou donât even love Cornelia. If she disappears, you could simply replace her.â
But Marcus was having none of it. He stomped over, snatched the cigarette out of Zavierâs hand, and crushed it under his boot, âCornelia is my wife, Zavier. I have sworn to protect her with my life If anyone dares to harm her, Iâll make sure theyâll pay dearlyâ
âOh, wife?â Zavier lit another cigarette, jabbing it towards Marcusâs face, âYou know to protect your wife. What about when you hid my wife? Ever think about how Iâd feel?â
As he watched the burning cigarette butt being jabbed towards his face, Marcus didnât flinch nor blink, âZavier, if Skyler didnât want to leave you. If she still loved you, do you think I could have hidden her?â
She wanted to leave him! She didnât love him!
Those words cut through Zavier like a knife.
He stumbled back, dropping his cigarette. He was left leaning against the wall for support. After a moment, he roared in anger, âI treated her like a queen, how could she drop me like a hot potato?!â
âHow should I know?â Marcus shrugged. He had enough on his plate trying to make sense of his own feelings, let alone Zavier and Skylerâs.
Zavier laughed again, âYouâre no better than me. Your wife is with you every day, but all you can do is watch. You canât even hold her.â
âLeave Marcus adjusted his glasses and his previous hostility seemed to have evaporated
Taking two step ahead, Zavier grabbed Marcusâ arm, âMarcus, just tell me where Skyler is. I just want to see her. I promise I wonât disturb her life.â
*Unless Skyler wants to see you, I wonât tell you where she is.â Marcus signaled to Ayden, who emerged from the shadows, âMr. Rivera, President Hartley needs his rest. Please leave.â
A chill swept across Zavierâs face, âMarcus, youâd better keep a close eye on Cornelia. Donât give me an opportunity. When I strike, youâll be crying for mercyâ
âTry me, if you dare,â Marcus retorted coolly
Ayden made a stern hand gesture, Mr. Rivera, please.â
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