Lahat ng Kabanata ng Love's Redemption: Kabanata 821 - Kabanata 830

I was alone, restrained, and completely outnumbered. All I could do was watch as they tore into the mound of dirt I'd buried.It didn't take long for them to uncover the sealed pit holding the urn.These guys weren't fazed at all—after all, they already knew Hayden was alive. To them, the urn was just a container, nothing more."Mr. Drago, we've got it," one of them said, holding the urn up to Cole like it was some kind of trophy.Cole didn't grab it right away. Instead, he gave me this smug look. "Keira, when you got this thing, did it never cross your mind to, I don't know, open it?""Not everyone's a twisted creep like you," I shot back.He rolled the blade of grass between his teeth, grinning. "It's called curiosity. Seeing is believing, you know.""Well, when your dad kicks the bucket, make sure you give it a good look," I said, letting the sarcasm drip. "Not that you'll get the chance.""Touché," he said with a smirk. "But let's not get sidetracked. Since you've never loo

He'd do it.But what could I possibly give him when I had nothing?"Well, stop wasting time and bury me already," I said, sounding almost bored. Fear wasn't something I felt anymore—not after everything I'd been through."Cole, you've seen it yourself—there's nothing here," I added, my voice steady. "Hayden told me he left something in this spot, and that's why I kept quiet. But guess what? He fooled me too." I let out a bitter laugh, hoping it sounded convincing.This was my only shot—to make Cole believe Hayden had played me, just like everyone else. If he bought it, maybe he'd stop digging and forget about Yara entirely."Don't try that crap on me," Cole snapped, narrowing his eyes. "You two are cunning. I know you're hiding something."One of his goons cut in hesitantly. "Uh, sir? Maybe we should keep digging? Could be deeper."I rolled my eyes. Genius idea."Then get moving!" Cole barked, yanking me closer to the grave as his men started digging again.They kept at it, go

Yara crossed her arms. "Even me, huh? What's next, locking up the family cat? Aren't you even a little worried about karma?"Apparently, Cole had decided to throw her under house arrest with me.Honestly, I wasn't shocked—just a little meh about it. This was Cole, the guy who'd literally set his own mom on fire for power. Compassion? Not in his vocabulary.Jace just stood there like a bored spectator. Whether it was at the funeral or now, he felt like a completely different person."Aunt Yara, you're one of Hayden's people. Right now, anyone tied to him could be a liability. I'm just keeping all my pawns in one place, ready to play." His tone was all smug.Then he side-eyed Jace. "Right, Jace? Back me up here."Jace ignored him completely, looking straight at me instead. "You okay?""Fine," I said, but my worry got the better of me. "Any news about Lena? Has Mr. Ace done anything?"I knew it was dumb to ask with Cole right there, but I couldn't help it—I was too anxious."Aaro

Breaking this ring off? Yeah, no. First, I had zero tools. Second, any noise would have Cole barging in faster than I could say "busted."Hayden had called this a data sync device, which meant it could send info wirelessly. So maybe my phone could pick up the signal? Worth a shot.I grabbed my phone, opened the wireless settings, and bingo—there it was: qqbb522. The last three digits? My birthday. I didn't even try to figure out what the letters meant. I just connected it immediately.When it asked for a password, I remembered the debit card pin Hayden gave me ages ago and added my birthdate digits at the end.My heart was pounding as the screen showed: Connecting...And then—connected!My blood practically fizzed with excitement. But before I could celebrate, my phone went haywire. The screen flashed like it had caught a virus, apps opening and closing on their own. Then, it went totally black.I froze.Great, had it been hacked?Panicking, I tapped the screen. Then fireworks

Seeing Yara so nervous and full of guilt, I couldn't help but feel bad.She was a proper, wealthy socialite, yet here she was, taking care of my meals and drinks—and I'd gone and played her like this.But I had no choice. I had to feign heartbreak and sadness to leave Yara flustered. Only then would she turn to Jace for advice. And if Jace knew I was upset, he'd definitely come here.Just as I'd expected, as soon as I went upstairs, I heard Yara on the phone with Jace."Jace, I messed up the task you gave me. Keira's upset—well, not exactly upset, but she started crying..."She recounted the situation, but I couldn't hear Jace's response. All I caught was Yara saying, "Alright, alright. Hurry up and get here."Hearing that, I let out a quiet sigh of relief and headed back to my room. Once inside, I lay on the bed and sent Yara a text:[Sorry, I lost control of my emotions earlier. I wasn't mad at you; I just started thinking about my parents.]She replied almost instantly: [It'