Let's Wait and See, My Cruel Husband

Her daughter was kidnapped. The ransom was one billion. She gathered the money with shaking hands and hit transfer.

Transaction failed.

Her account had been frozen by her husband’s mistress.

Jenniva tossed two dollars at her feet and smiled. “Maybe they’ll return your daughter in installments too.”

Odette slapped her.

Gillian answered with a brutal kick to her ribs.

Then the video arrived. Zenith’s tiny fingers were crushed one by one as she screamed, “Mommy, help me!”

Gillian only laughed.

“Our daughter?” he sneered. “She’s not mine.”

He believed a fake DNA test. He believed the mistress. He believed Odette staged the kidnapping for attention. He chose another child. Another family. Another life.

Dragged into a dark storage room while the ransom clock ticked down, Odette called the one man she had sworn never to face again.

Aamon Rutherford.

“You want my help?” he asked calmly. “Tell me what I get.”

Broken and desperate, Odette offered the only thing she had left.

“Me.”