All Chapters of Love's Redemption: Chapter 741 - Chapter 750

Wayne knew exactly who Hayden was, and still sent him out. This was 100% a test."What's Hayden planning to do?" I asked Ron, even though I didn't really need him to explain. I already knew. Hayden had been lying low to take down the whole operation from the inside, no doubt.Wayne, though? He was using this as a golden opportunity to take Hayden out for good. It all came down to who was playing chess and who was playing checkers."He said you don't need to worry about him," Ron said, clearly quoting Hayden. "He remembers everything he promised you."Of course he'd send Ron to say that instead of coming himself. Classic Hayden move—avoiding the awkwardness of another emotional goodbye.If I was the one thing holding him back, I had to be the one to give him space to finish what he started. I nodded, exhaling. "Fine. Let him handle it. But seriously, I can't sit here forever. It's safe, sure, but I'm about two minutes away from losing it from boredom.""You wanna go out?" Ron aske

"One Sloppy Joe Taco, extra hot sauce," Lena said, stepping up to the counter. She didn't bother asking Aaron what he wanted; she assumed he wouldn't eat tacos anyway.But, of course, Aaron had to surprise her."One Ground Beef Taco."Lena turned to him. "You're eating?"Aaron looked unbothered. "What else? You eat, and I just sit here watching?"The eatery owner, catching the vibe, laughed and chimed in, "We get couples sharing one large taco all the time."Lena's face burned. Couples? Lady, please.Another misunderstanding. By now, Lena could practically write a memoir about them.Back in school, when Aaron was still around, people constantly assumed they were a couple. One clueless teacher even accused them of dating and threatened to call their parents. Iconic.Now, as full-grown adults, it was borderline laughable that they still couldn't dodge the same assumptions.Lena cast a quick glance at Aaron. Honestly, he barely looked older than her—annoyingly flawless."My unc

Sasha's eyes snapped to Lena, searching her face for any sign she was serious."If you want to see him, I can help," Lena said with a small, knowing smile. "Well, not me—Keira can help you."The moment Sasha saw Lena, she'd already guessed Keira was behind this.The second Keira's name came up, Sasha let out a bitter laugh. "Keira? She's barely keeping her own head above water.""Speaking of which, Keira wouldn't be in this mess if it weren't for you."Sasha's gaze faltered. "What does that have to do with me?"Lena didn't bother softening the blow. "Ms. Grey, let's not play games. Your daughter, Nina—she's missing because you had someone take her. Isn't she?"Sasha's face flashed with panic before she slammed her hand on the couch, anger flaring. "What kind of nonsense are you spouting? Why would I kidnap my own daughter? I—""You wanted to use Nina to get to Ian Carter," Lena interrupted.Sasha's lips quivered as she turned away, trying to deny it. "I didn't.""You don't ha

"No, I just want Nina back ASAP," she shot back, looking like she hadn't slept in days.Aw, poor thing. Except, not really. "You've waited this long. What's a few more days?"The second I finished, Sasha's temper hit full send. "Keira, what's that supposed to mean? You're not planning to double-cross me, are you?""I'm saying, wait a couple of days," I replied."Wait for what? What are you pulling now?" Her tone screamed 'I'm onto you.'I glanced out the window. "I'm waiting for someone to come back safely."She grabbed my arm. "You're planning to use Nina to trade for Xander, aren't you?"So, she did know about Xander. No point pretending. "Yeah," I admitted, straight up."Keira!" she snapped. "How can you be so vile? Nina's just a kid!""And she's your kid, yet here you are, using her like a chess piece," I shot back, zero sympathy.Let's be real—Sasha handed Nina over as leverage. Now she was mad I played the game better?Her glare could've melted steel, but after a few b

From the look on her face, it was clear—Lena didn't order anything.I got up to help her with the package, figuring she was wiped from her day in surgery. I double-checked the label. Yep, it was addressed to her."Maybe one of your admirers sent you a gift?" I teased, setting the box on the table.Lena gave me a seriously? look but grabbed a box cutter and started slicing it open.I leaned in to watch because, honestly, I was just as curious.Big mistake.The second she pulled back the flaps and opened the inner box, we both screamed like we were extras in a horror movie.And kept screaming.Because slithering out of the box was a snake.Our panic didn't stop until someone outside, probably alarmed by the banshee-level noise, burst in and grabbed the snake.Lena and I were ghost-white. The thing had launched out of the box like it had a vendetta, brushing past our faces as it slithered away.Here's the thing—we weren't just scared of snakes. Anything remotely squirmy, even a