Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO novel Chapter 314

Chapter 314

Unknown POV

I pulled my baseball cap lower and adjusted my mask before slipping on my black coat. My target was heading down the stairs, eyes glued to her phone. Perfect.

She must have sensed something wrong because she suddenly looked back. Our eyes met for a split second before she quickened her pace toward the exit. Those stilettos were her downfall – she couldn’t run fast enough.

“Been waiting all night for this,” I muttered.

I grabbed her from behind and clamped the ether-soaked rag over her face. She fought back, but it didn’t last long. Her body went

limp in my arms.

After making sure she was out cold, I stuffed her into the black sack I’d brought and hefted her onto my shoulder.

“Some miracle doctor Clarke turned out to be,” I spat. “Couldn’t even save my girlfriend, but he’s throwing himself a fancy party like nothing happened.”

This was justice. Harrison Clarke took someone I loved, so I’d take someone his precious grandson Felix loved. I’d seen them together earlier the way he looked at her made it obvious.

Felix Thompson was too big for me to tackle directly. But this woman? She was my ticket. I’d lure him with her, drug them both, and take photos compromising enough to destroy his reputation. Let Dr. Clarke feel what it’s like to lose someone important.

I strode through the hotel, the woman slung over my shoulder. At the entrance, three people rushed past me without a second glance.

Once outside, I tossed the sack into my panel van without ceremony. The sound of her body hitting the metal floor was satisfying.

The pain from throwing her into the van must have jolted her awake. Her eyes fluttered open, confusion giving way to fear as she registered what was happening.

I opened the sack, enjoying how she squinted in the sudden light.

“Woke up already?” I asked, annoyed that the ether hadn’t lasted longer.

She tried to push herself backward, eyes wide with terror. “Who are you? What do you want?”

I couldn’t help but smile at her helplessness. “You can thank Dr. Clarke for this little adventure.”

Before she could scream, I pressed the second rag against her face briefly, then went limp again.

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this one soaked with a stronger concentration. She struggled

Once she was out, I slapped her hard. The red handprint on her pale cheek was obvious. I pulled out my phone and snapped several photos.

“That should do it,” I said, locking the van before heading back to the hotel.

Astrid’s POV

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“Where’s Adrian Knox sitting? Which entrance is closest?” I asked, practically dragging Ethan and Rachel along with me. “I want to find him the second we get inside.”

Rachel pointed to our right. “The west entrance is our best bet.”

As we hurried in, we passed a skinny guy carrying a large sack. Something about his face gave me the creeps.

I rubbed my arms, suddenly cold. “That guy seemed off.”

“That sack,” I said, frowning. It couldn’t have been a person, right?”

Ethan turned back to look. “Astrid, I think it might have been.”

I grabbed his arm. “It’s not our problem anyway. Maybe it’s some weird game they’re playing.”

“We don’t know anyone here anyway. We came for one thing.”

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