The disaster struck without warning.
No one had expected the kidnappers to be so desperate—so reckless, they'd rather die than let Celestine go.
Gunshots erupted, one after another, echoing over the waves.
For once, Chester's calm composure shattered.
"No! Stop!"
He roared, lunging toward the stretch of water where Celestine had vanished.
Joanna and the secretary, who had just arrived, grabbed him, holding him back with all their strength.
Joanna's sobs were desperate. "Chester, don't be rash! Celly's a strong swimmer—she'll be alright!"
The secretary chimed in, voice trembling yet steady, "Mr. Fordham, the rescue teams are already on their way. You have to trust them—let the professionals handle it."
Chester's heart pounded so violently it hurt.
He couldn't shake the image of Celestine's face as she fell into the water—calm, almost eerily so. There'd been no trace of fear, no panic in her eyes.
It was as if the will to live had already faded.
No.
He refused to believe that.
No matter what Celestine thought of him, there were the children—two children. She would never just abandon them.
He'd made the only choice he could in that chaos. For the first time, he chose her.
Once she was safe, he'd explain everything. Celestine wasn't the sort of woman who couldn't be reasoned with.
Gritting his teeth, Chester forced himself to steady his breathing, to tamp down the agony and anxiety clawing at his chest.
Suddenly, someone else broke away from the crowd, sprinting toward the water where Celestine had disappeared.
As the man passed him, he spat a furious insult—"Useless."
Before Chester could retort, Gideon had already plunged into the sea.
A sharp jolt of shock ran through Chester.
What was going on between Celestine and Gideon?
Since she'd moved out of the Fordham estate, what exactly had happened between them?
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