"That is not enough Ariana. You’re supposed to treat him since you inflicted the injury on him." Abby said dryly and started walking away, leaving Chris and his wife alone.


    She was d she hade just in time to stop him from spewing nonsense. The secret of them not being a part of the Adkins family dies with them. No other ear must hear of it, not even Ariana. Until they steal all of Osvaldo’s wealth.


    "I’ll tell my parents about this. They’ll know what you’ve done to me." Ariana screamed and Abby paused in her steps.


    "Such an ungrateful brat." She hissed ring at the girl.


    "You can tell them all you want, but that doesn’t mean you wouldn’t follow our family rules. If you’re so against it, then divorce Chris immediately." Abby said.


    Ariana had bragged so much about Chris. This is the same man she had stolen from her sister, if she leaves him, Penny will never let her hear the end of it. Not only was she worried about Penny, but she was also worried about what people would say to her.


    They would mock her family all over again because of her. Ariana could allow that.


    She could endure.


    Sleeping in the dungeon for three days was nothingpared to how much pain she would cause herself and her family.


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    "I... I’m sorry mother. I love Chris so much and don’t want to lose him." Ariana blurted out but Abby walked away without another word to her.


    "Chris please help me beg your mother. Tell her I didn’t mean to disrespect her." She said. She was desperate, the good image she had tried to maintain for days seemed to be slipping away.


    "I’ll ask the guards to bring you a nket. Try not to catch a cold," he said tly.


    Ariana nodded quickly. That would do. She could endure this, she had to.


    "Chris... what about the dinner party?" she asked softly, voice shaking.


    He gave her onest nce. "It’s still happening. But you won’t be attending."


    And with that, he turned and walked away.


    Ariana stared at the stone wall in front of her, trying not to cry. This wasn’t how the story was supposed to go. Penny was supposed to be theughingstock. Ariana was supposed to be the queen.


    Instead, she was in a dungeon. Alone.


    The servant in the corner didn’t move, only watched.


    .


    .


    Meanwhile, at the Adkins mansion, music filled the air like perfume. Laughter and champagne clinked through the halls as luxury cars lined the estate entrance. Guests from every corner of Owlsgrave arrived dressed in glitter and gold.


    The celebration had begun.


    Over at the penthouse, Penny sat beside Osvaldo, dabbing a wet towel across his forehead. His skin was burning. She had given him everything, pills, injections, even herst piece of calming incense.


    Still, his fever refused to go down.


    "You better not die on me," she whispered, biting her lip as she reced the towel again.


    "I won’t die." That deep velvety voice sounded in her ears and familiar silver eyes stared back at her.


    "Did youe with the divorce papers Penguin?"