Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 1107

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Dennis Williams narrowed his eyes, thoughtful but cold.

If Jordan Smith could track them here, he clearly wasn’t clueless. Still, just because he showed up didn’t mean he had any business getting involved with Camila. The only reason she was in this mess was because of him.

Aaron kept his report going. “He went over to the stronghold earlier and saw Sandra Taylor. My people said he looked furious, like he thought we were the ones who set her up and humiliated her. Honestly, I expected him to take Sandra away, but after he watched the video, he was even colder than I’d imagined.”

Aaron snorted. “This is the same guy who used to brag about loving his first love so deeply he abandoned his wife and kid for her. Now, when she’s begging for help, he just tosses her aside like garbage. And he still thinks he can win Ms. Davis back? What a joke.”

Just thinking about it made Aaron sick.

Dennis’s face darkened. “Keep someone on him. And tell our people to move faster.”

He doubted Jordan would really cause trouble, but his own time was too valuable to waste on distractions. He didn’t want Jordan’s sudden appearance slowing down their progress even a little.

“Got it.”

Aaron left right away to take care of it.

When Dennis left his study, he went straight back to Camila. She was asleep but clearly restless, her pretty brows knotted together even in her dreams.

He felt a tug of sympathy. Quietly, he slipped into bed beside her, wrapped his arm around her, and drew her close. His hand smoothed gently over her back as he whispered in her ear, his voice soft and reassuring. “Don’t worry, Camila. I’m right here.”

Maybe it was the comfort of his presence, or maybe she heard his voice on some level. Either way, she gradually relaxed. She didn’t wake up, just curled herself deeper into his embrace, like she instinctively knew she was safe there.

Dennis held her close, pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, and only let himself drift off when he saw the tension finally leave her face.

That same night, chaos reigned in the stronghold’s underground cell. The floor was littered with torn clothing and stains that spoke for themselves.

Sandra Taylor was a mess, bruised and battered all over. Every bit of cruelty she’d planned for Camila had come back on her twice as hard.

In the end, she couldn’t take it. She broke down, sobbing and begging for mercy. But until they got new orders, the men inside wouldn’t stop.

Barely able to lift her head, Sandra pleaded with the guards outside the bars. “Please, let me go. I know I was wrong. I’ll do anything, just please let me out…”