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All Chapters of Barren Heiress Returns With Quadruplet: Chapter 91
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Ninety one
Ellen's POVI sat across from my father in his study, the flickering light from the fireplace casting shadows on the walls. His revelation still hung in the air between us, like a dark veil resisting tear and wear.“How the hell is she a Manor?” I demanded, my voice shaking with disbelief.My father’s eyes met mine, steady and calm. “Remember the story I told you about your Aunt Fiona’s baby and your Grandma Monica coming home with an adopted baby?”I felt a chill run down my spine as the pieces of a long-buried puzzle began to fit together. “The baby didn’t die,” I whispered, my voice barely audible.My father nodded. “Exactly.”Dumbfounded, I struggled to process this new information. Kamille, the woman I had come to despise, was actually family. Why would Grandma Monica do such a thing?As if reading my thoughts, my father continued. “Your Grandma Monica couldn’t bear to tell the world that her granddaughter was the daughter of a mere security guard. She didn’t want the stigma that
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Ninety two
Kamille's POVSitting at the table in my study, the flickering light from my laptop screen cast shadows across the room. My heart rammed hard in my chest as I scrolled through the latest press releases about my reappearance. The media was relentless. I was in every tabloid. Every blog post had a picture of either myself or myself together with Zeke. I know this was the desired effect, but somehow I began to feel a little uneasy about it."Gabriel's release was already underway since Kamille was presumed dead," the new Manor family lawyer declared in one clip, his voice smug. "But her resurfacing means she was the one behind the release of those videos. This is a direct attack, and the family will fight back—legally, of course." He added.His laughter echoed in my ears, a cold, mirthless sound that irritated me. I leaned back in my chair, staring at the screen. Was this really worth it? The lawyer's words replayed in my mind. Was my comeback into society important at this point? I t
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Ninety three
Zeke's POVDriving myself to Kamille's house, I couldn’t help but beat myself up over how I’d handled the situation. I was in the middle of a video meeting with some high-profile investors when Rogers kept interrupting me with reports. He had said there was an emergency call from my security team. Annoyed and distracted, I told Rogers to handle it. I thought it was just another minor issue, something that could wait. A few minutes later, he returned, looking pale, with Kamille’s call. That’s when I realized things were serious. Excusing myself, I ended the meeting immediately.Meeting Rogers outside my office, his words hit me like a truck. "Your kids have been kidnapped. They got into an accident, and an ambulance came out of nowhere and disappeared without a trace," he said, his voice trembling.My face went red with anger. “Why didn’t you tell me how serious this was?” I scolded him.“I tried, Mr. Reid, but you were in the meeting…”“Damn, the meeting!” I snapped, grabbing my pho
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Ninety four
Ellen's POVI stared at the screen, with deep hatred in both my eyes. My stomach twisted in knots as I watched the captured scenes where Zeke was gentle, nice, and very attentive to all of Kamille's needs. She was one hell of a bitch, and oh, she got balls to show up at dinners when she was supposed to be dead. “Father,” I called out again. “How can Zeke take Kamille out when I'm still in his house? How can he do that to me?”My father’s eyes never left the screen, his expression as cold and calculating as ever. “The more reason our revenge should be done in silence so that when it hits, it will have a loud and long-lasting impact on them.”I nodded, swallowing hard. “Okay, Father.” I forced myself to look back at the screen, my anger bubbling to the surface. Kamille’s face filled the television, and I sneered, “Pathetic. She always finds a way to make everything about her, doesn’t she?”Just then, the phone rang. I picked it up, my hands shaking. “Hello Becky,”“Hello El, have you
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Ninety five
Zeke's POVThat sly bitch had something cooking all along.I kept the little item I had retrieved from Ellen's room earlier on the bed and headed straight to the bathroom. The hot water running down my body did little to ease the tension in my muscles, but it was a start.Refreshed, I changed into a light shirt and comfortable pants, then stepped out of my closet. I walked over to the bed and picked up the pocket photograph of my kids. This photo had gone missing from my room a few months back, little did I know that Ellen had it all along. The photograph was right in my room, but since she got it anyway, it only meant one obvious thing.That meant someone in my house was feeding her information. She had known about the existence of my children all along. This was enough proof for me that Ellen and her father were behind the kidnapping of my kids.Earlier on after I had arrived at the mansion, I had barged into her room hoping to find her there, but she wasn't. I had Andrew, my Chief
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Ninety six
Kamille's POVI stirred awake feeling better than the day before, but something felt off. My eyes were heavy, probably because I had slept for so long. I forced them open and sat up in bed, taking in my surroundings. Zeke's penthouse.Then, the memories of yesterday came flooding back. My kids were in danger, kidnapped, and I didn’t know where they were. How could I have slept so comfortably all through the night?Tears welled up in my eyes again, but I blinked them away. I had to be strong enough for them. If I was going to find them, then I would need all the composure I could muster up. I hurried into the bathroom, desperate to wash away the fear and guilt clinging to me. The hot water cascaded over me, but it did little to soothe my anxiety. After drying off, I slipped into a light shirt and shorts that Zeke had provided. He was always making available things in time of need and I could not help but begin to feel comfortable with it.I stepped out of the closet and back into th
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Ninety seven
Ellen's POV I stared at the taxi as Kamille drove off in it. I felt disgust twisting in my gut. I was not expecting to see her opening the door, but I'm glad I did. That would further destabilize her. I could feel Zeke’s eyes on me, burning with anger and frustration.“Get lost from my sight,” Zeke spat, his voice laced with venom.I didn't flinch. Instead, I gave him a cold, calculated smile. “I was about to leave anyway.”Turning on my heel, I walked to my car, my heart beating with a blend of rage and satisfaction. As I settled into the back seat, my driver started the engine and drove away from Zeke’s mansion.As we approached the gates, I noticed men clad in black attire and masks, crowd at the gate. “What the fuck are they doing there?” I muttered under my breath.Arriving at the gate, I noticed the taxi Kamille left in, was still at the gate. Then I realized Zeke had ordered the gate to be shut, but as my car neared the gate, it was opened for me to pass.I wound the window of
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Ninety eight
Zeke's POV After Ellen left, I wasted no time. I grabbed my phone and called the special operations team. “Stop the cab Kamille is in,” I ordered, my voice sharp.“We see Ellen’s car as well. What about her?” The leader asked.“Let the witch pass. Focus on Kamille,” I instructed, feeling the urgency in my veins.I hurried to the nearest car and jumped into it. As I drove, the tension in my body increased. I knew Kamille would be resistant, but I had no choice. She needed to know the truth of what really happened.When I arrived at the gate, my men had already stopped the cab. Kamille was still seated inside the cab, but her expression was a mix of anger and fear. The driver looked confused, his hands raised in a gesture of compliance.“What the hell is this, Zeke?” Kamille shouted as soon as she saw me.“I need to talk to you,” I said, trying to keep my voice calm. “Get in my car.”“I don’t care about you and Ellen,” she yelled back. “I just want to see my kids!”I took a deep breat
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Ninety nine
Kamille's POV After the meal, we got ready to leave. The food had barely passed down my throat, but Belle being the doctor that she was, prepared something else fast and quick that I could quickly eat up in time for our departure.“Are you alright?” Amanda asked.“Yeah, I'm fine,” I responded to her. I nodded, but I was far from being alright. My heartbeat was no longer stable as my thoughts were filled with so many possible outcomes of Zeke's journey to the abandoned warehouse.Belle came up behind us and we got into Amanda's car and drove away. Behind us were Zeke's security personnel and I could see some of them ahead.The sun was setting and soon enough, it would be dark. I prayed silently that all should be over by morning. We arrived in front of my apartment. The sight of it brought tears to my eyes.I stumbled out of the car up the steps to the house, my heart pounding and silent tears streaming down my face. Amanda unlocked the door and we stepped in. Outside we noticed the
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Hundred
Kamille's POV Grateful that I acted calm around Belle and Amanda, making them believe I had resigned myself to wait for Zeke’s return, I went into the shower and had a cold bath.As I stepped out of the shower into my room, I noticed Belle standing there. “Sorry, I heard the sound of water and decided to come see what's up,” “Thank you, but I was just having my bath,” I replied and looked away.“Kamille, are you sure you're okay?” Belle asked, her eyes filled with concern.I nodded, forcing a smile. “Yes, Belle. I just need to rest. Maybe sleep will help.”Belle squeezed my hand. “We'll be here if you need anything.”“Thanks,” I replied, feeling guilty for deceiving her. “I appreciate it.”I walked to my bed and pretended to sleep. I lay still, counting the minutes until the house grew silent. When I was certain everyone was asleep, I slipped out of bed and quietly grabbed my phone and the note the driver had given me earlier. My hands trembled as I dialed his number.“Hello?” the d
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