**Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond by Sage Hunter Lane**
It was a shocking turn of events when the suspects, lurking in the shadows, attempted to seize Valarie just as she leaped from the building. The sudden impact caused her to collide with the ground, her head striking hard, and she immediately succumbed to the darkness of unconsciousness.
Damon’s face twisted into a grimace, a storm brewing behind his eyes. “Take those two to the police station immediately,” he commanded, his voice low and menacing. “As for Jacqueline, dispatch a few men to apprehend her. Bring her to Nyla—let her deal with this mess herself.”
Meanwhile, Jacqueline had just stepped into the bustling airport, her heart racing with anticipation for her upcoming trip. But her excitement was abruptly halted when the Rainfords’ men, like a wall of stone, blocked her path. She glared at them, irritation bubbling to the surface. “Get out of my way! I’ll miss my flight!” she snapped, her voice rising above the din of the terminal.
The leader of this imposing group was none other than the Rainfords’ butler, a man who typically took orders only from Byron himself. His demeanor was cool and unyielding as he stepped forward, blocking her escape.
“Ms. Rainford, your father has instructed me to escort you back,” he said, his tone dripping with authority.
Jacqueline’s eyes flared with defiance. “I’m not going back! I’m going abroad! If you don’t step aside, don’t blame me for my rudeness!” she shouted, her voice echoing with desperation.
Unfazed, the butler signaled to his team, and they advanced with an air of inevitability. Before she could react, they seized her arms, dragging her toward the waiting car.
“Let go of me! You’re nothing but the Rainfords’ lackeys! Don’t touch me! I’ll make sure my dad hears about this!” Jacqueline screamed, her words laced with fury and fear.
But their expressions remained impassive, as if her protests were mere whispers against a raging storm. They shoved her into the backseat of the car, and with a roar of the engine, they sped away from the airport, leaving her world behind.
Upon arriving home, Jacqueline was met with an unexpected and brutal welcome. Byron, her father, stood there, his face a mask of fury, and before she could even process her surroundings, he slapped her hard across the face.
“You fool!” he bellowed, his voice echoing in the grand foyer. “I told you to apologize to Nyla! And now look—there’s no word from her, and you’ve caused Valarie to fall into a coma! Are you trying to ruin me?”
Jacqueline stood frozen, her mind racing. How could he possibly know about Valarie? The weight of her father’s disappointment crashed down upon her like a tidal wave.
At that moment, a man in a sharp suit rose from the plush sofa, his demeanor calm and collected as he regarded Byron. “Mr. Rainford, now that Ms. Rainford is back, we will be taking her with us,” he stated matter-of-factly.
A chill crept down Jacqueline’s spine, as if she had stumbled into an icy cavern.


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