Revenge After Divorce by Black Rose

Chapter 267 MARCUS The drive from the airport to the hotel wasn't long, but for me, it felt like an eternity. Every passing moment added to my growing anxiety. I was desperate to find my family, but there was a nagging fear in the back of my mind, what if Nick had lied toagain? What if I was chasing shadows? But I held onto the thought that everything had been carefully planned. I had done everything right. Nick wouldn't lie to me, at least not this time. I could hear the fear in his voice when he spoke to me, and I knew it was real. Fear could break a man, and I believed Nick had broken. He had confessed, and I had to trust that. If I didn't, I would lose my mind.

When we finally arrived at the hotel, the parking lot was almost full, but we managed to find the last available spot in front of the entrance. I stepped out of the car, the weight of the situation pressing on my chest. But I wasn't alone, I wasn't just walking into a hotel room without backup. I had taken a page out of Luke's book and travelled with a small army of men for protection. I had left others behind to protect the other women in my life. Olivia would never forgiveif anything happened to them. When I found out she'd been taken, I knew that the person responsible meant business.

That's when I activated the Walker security protocols. Hence, the small army of men that followednow. As we walked toward the entrance, I spotted Nick standing by the door, waiting. A wave of relief washed overas I saw him. I had been holding my breath without realizing it.

He hadn't lied, my family was here. They had been right under my nose all along, so close, and I had been searching for them without even knowing. They were just a stone's throw away.

"Nick," I greeted him curtly, my voice low. I didn't wait for a response; I simply moved past him and headed inside.

He followed, quickly catching up. "Marcus, I'm sorry, brother, I..." His words were lost on me. I was done with apologies. My only focus now was finding my wife.

"Where is my family?" I demanded, my voice firm, as I stepped into the elevator.

Without a word, Nick pressed the button for the penthouse floor. The ride felt like it took forever, but it was quick enough. The elevator doors slid open, and we walked into the penthouse. I was already scanning the rooms, my mind racing.

Luke and Ethan were there. "You moron! Why the hell did you do that? are you a gangster now or trying to be, what gave you the audacity?" I wasn't listening to Luke. I was searching rooms for my kids. When I opened the third door, my kids were there sleeping.

A smile formed on my face, and I sighed in relief. Now we just had to find their mother. I turned and walked past Luke, and he followed me. at least he had the sense to keep his mouth shut in the kid's room.

"Tellwhy you did that, why did you act like a criminal when you are not!" Luke bellowed. "Well, when you have as much money as do. You can do whatever you want. paused scanning their faces. "Nick said to open a Walker branch here, but I found that news stations were a much better investment that I could use to manipulate the news. Isn't that interesting?" I sank into a chair, my posture rigid, but there was no hiding the weight of everything I'd just admitted. I let out a slow breath, watching as Nick's eyes widened in disbelief.

"What?" he asked, his voice thick with shock. "You... manipulated the news?" I nodded slowly, letting the weight of my actions hang in the air between us. "I did. And I used it to find you. I +25 BONUS Chapter 267 needed to get to you, and sometimes, you do what you have to do when there are no other options." Nick's face contorted with a mix of confusion and concern, but I pressed on, not waiting for him to process it fully. "I bombed a few fields. Made it look like a real attack. Then I set fire to a couple of old buildings I bought, just enough to make the visuals look convincing, to get everyone's attention. It worked wonders." I could see the way his expression shifted, a wave of disbelief washing over him. It wasn't just about the news manipulation. It was the fact that I was willing to go to such extrlengths to find him. But that was the world we were in. There was no room for hesitation.

"I didn't enjoy it, Nick," I added quietly, my eyes locked on his, "but when you're in the gwe're in, sometimes you have to play dirty." He stood there, frozen, unable to wrap his head around what I had just confessed. I could tell it was more than just the tactics that shocked him. It was the fact that I had used his own world, the media, the news cycle, the chaos of public perception, as a weapon.

"And you think that was the only option?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper now.

I met his gaze without flinching. "What would you have done?" I asked flatly. "We're talking about lives here, Nick. My family. Olivia. My kids. I had to get to you. I had to make sure we weren't too late." He didn't respond immediately, the shock still written all over his face. But I knew the truth: there was no turning back now.

They stood there, glaring at me, their eyes filled with a mix of anger and disbelief. Luke opened his mouth, but his words didn't faze me.

"What?" I asked, meeting his gaze with an unflinching stare. "I had to find you somehow, and I used what I had at my disposal. Do you reallyn think I would go around killing people for no reason? Please. I'm not that kind of monster." I paused, my voice growing firmer. "Olivia already has a monster for a father. You honestly think she wanted another one for a husband? You must be out of your mind." I wasn't playing games anymore. The tension in the room was thick, but I wasn't about to back down from the truth.

Nick, however, just stood there, his face etched with disbelief. His eyes were filled with a mixture of om confusion and something else something close to guilt. It was obvious that he didn't understand why I had done what I did, but I wasn't interested in explaining myself any further. "Now, what are we doing to find my wife?" Nick looked exhausted, his defeat evident. It was clear that the situation had taken its toll on him.

I didn't have tfor his uncertainty. I had already wasted too much ton explanations and justifications. We needed action. We needed answers.

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