Revenge After Divorce (Olivia and Nick) novel Chapter 262

Chapter 262 

“Marcus,” I finally said, my voice breaking through the silence. “I’m sorry. I thought I was doing this for your own good. I promised to take care of your family before I left, and I didn’t want to call you until I had something concrete to report.” 

But Marcus wasn’t having any of it. His voice was bitter, full of resentment. “But you failed, didn’t you? My wife was taken. Her sister and grandmother? Sleeping beauties. Do you think this is some kind of cartoon, Nick? These are real people, real lives you let get used like this by some idiot!” 

His words struck like a whip, cutting through the air with sharp precision. He was right, in a twisted way. We had all failed, allowed things to escalate beyond control. 

Without another word, Marcus ended the call, leaving us stunned into silence. The room felt colder now, the weight of his words hanging heavy in the air. My mind raced, but I couldn’t find a way out. What had we done? What could we do now? 

Luke’s voice broke the silence, low and rough. “We can’t just let this go on. We have to act, and we have to act fast.” 

But I didn’t know what to do. How could we fix this? How could we bring Marcus back from whatever darkness he had fallen into? And more importantly, how could we save his family from the fallout of his choices? 

“There’s only one thing we can do,” Ethan said, his voice barely above a whisper. The weight of his words hung in the air like a dark cloud. His usual confidence was gone, replaced by a sombre tone that made it clear just how serious things had gotten. He glanced around at the 

group, his eyes heavy with the burden of the situation. “We find Olivia, before he gets here. We need to get to her first, no matter what it takes.” 

Luke, standing rigid with frustration, let out a low growl, his hands clenched at his sides as if he were physically holding back the fury boiling inside him. He stared into the distance for a long moment, his thoughts clearly racing. Then, slowly, he turned to face us. His expression hardened, his voice darkening with resolve. “And once we find her,” he said, his tone cold and calculating, “we leave no stone unturned. We dig deeper than we ever have before. There’s no room for half–measures now.” 

The air in the room grew heavier with each word that passed Luke’s lips. His voice carried a weight that demanded action, as if he knew there was no turning back. Every decision, every There would be no more waiting, no more hesitation. 

from here on our 

4 was going to matter. 

Ethan nodded, his face etched with determination, though it was clear the weight of this mission had taken a toll on him. “We go full throttle. No excuses. We can’t afford to lose her… or anyone else.”