All Chapters of Cinderella And Her Beautiful Octuplets: Chapter 391 - Chapter 400

The underground cell remained cold and unforgiving, but Hannah and Jessica’s minds were sharp. Every second that passed was one closer to their escape—or their demise.Despite the dim lighting, there was a fire in Hannah’s eyes, one that Jessica hadn’t seen before.“That guard, Dario,” Hannah whispered, stopping her movement and crouching beside Jessica. “He’s careless.”Jessica frowned. “Yeah, but he’s still armed. And even if we get the keys, what then? This place could be a maze.”Hannah nodded. “That’s why we need to gather as much information as we can before we make a move. We need to know the shift rotations, how many guards there are, and if there’s a way out that doesn’t lead straight into an ambush.”Jessica let out a slow breath. “I hate waiting.”Hannah smirked. “Patience, sis. It’s how we win.”Their chance came faster than expected.Dario returned within the hour, this time carrying a small tray with two bottles of water and a piece of stale bread. He slid it through the

Teresa sat at the edge of her bed, staring at the dim glow of the city skyline outside her window. The shadows stretched long across the room, but nothing felt as dark as the weight pressing against her chest. The video Brandon had shown her kept replaying in her mind, her father’s words sharp enough to carve wounds deep into her soul.“If she ever turns against me, I need insurance.”“If it comes to it, we eliminate her.”Her own father had coldly plotted her death, discussing it like a business transaction, like she was nothing more than a loose end to be tied up. Not a daughter. Not family. Just a liability.For years, she had given him everything—her loyalty, her obedience, even her marriage to Richard Graves, a man she had never wanted. And for what? In the end, none of it had ever been enough. To Bernardo Provenzano, she was just another piece on the board.Her fingers curled into fists against her lap. No more.A sharp knock at the door cut through her spiraling thoughts.“Co

The cold steel walls of the underground facility seemed to close in as Brandon pressed his jacket against Jessica’s wound, his hands slick with her blood. Her breathing was shallow, her skin pale, but her eyes—those defiant, fire-lit eyes—still held on. Still fought.Hannah clutched Jessica’s arm, shaking. “She’s bleeding too much,” she whispered, barely able to keep her voice steady.Brandon ignored the fear clawing at his chest. He had no time for it. “Stay with me, Jess,” he muttered, pressing harder against the wound. Jessica grimaced, her body tensing from the pressure, but she didn’t complain. That alone made Brandon’s stomach drop. Brandon felt life leaving his body at this moment, this was his little sister dying in his eyes. Nah, not today.Lucas had his gun raised, his eyes scanning the hallway outside. He had taken down the two guards, but the gunfire had echoed like a siren through the underground corridors. They weren’t alone down here.Teresa moved quickly, pulling a sm

The night was supposed to be theirs. They had escaped, survived impossible odds, and left Bernardo bleeding on the cold ground. But fate had other plans.They wondered how come he was alive. They had witnessed him go on his knees, blood all over him.The deafening roar of helicopter blades grew louder, sending shockwaves through Brandon’s chest. The floodlights cut through the dense trees, slicing through the shadows that had once been their cover. The tracker beneath the seat blinked like a taunting heartbeat—steady, unrelenting, and damning.Teresa’s fingers flew over her laptop, her breath ragged. “I need time,” she muttered, panic lacing her voice.“We don’t have time,” Lucas growled, yanking a rifle from the back. “They’re here.”Jessica shifted, barely conscious, her breathing uneven. Hannah took a deep breathe while having a second thoughts.Maybe she should just surrender herself to Bernardo and all this would be over. But Brandon here would rather die than watch her go back

The river had given them a chance, but it hadn’t given them freedom.Brandon collapsed onto the muddy shore, gasping for air. His limbs ached from the relentless current, but he didn’t have time to recover. Jessica.Lucas dragged her up the embankment, his breathing ragged. She was completely unconscious now, her body limp in his arms. The river had sapped whatever strength she had left. Her wound was bad—too bad. If they didn’t get her help soon…No. He couldn’t think like that.“Teresa,” Brandon barked, snapping back into survival mode. “Where’s the nearest hospital?”Teresa, still soaking wet, flipped open her laptop with shaking hands. Water dripped onto the screen, but she didn’t stop. “There’s one about six miles south,” she said breathlessly. “But there’s a problem.”Brandon exhaled sharply. “There’s always a problem.”Teresa gave him a grim look. “Bernardo’s men will have every major road blocked. They’re already watching the airspace. If we head to that hospital, they’ll find