Briony's scalp prickled as the words hit her.

There was something chillingly deranged about Stewart's calm. It was the kind of composure that made your skin crawl, as if madness lurked just beneath the

surface.

He'd kidnapped her today-who was to say he wouldn't do the same to their daughter one day?

She forced herself not to let her mind go there.

"Stewart, no matter how busy I was on business trips, I always called Little Nina every night before bed-she'd say goodnight to me, every single night. I haven't seen her face in over twenty-four hours now. She's just a little girl, she won't understand."

"That's nothing you need to worry about," Stewart replied, utterly unruffled. "I told the nanny you're somewhere remote, bad reception, can't make video calls."

Briony pressed her lips together.

Of course. If Stewart had gone so far as to kidnap her, he'd make sure to keep up appearances everywhere else.

"Please, just let me call her. She's four, Stewart. If she goes too long without talking to me, she'll get scared."

"That depends on you." Stewart's gaze pinned her. "Bryn, if you cooperate, I won't keep you here forever. Just a week. I just want you to stay with me for one week."

A week?

second in Stewart's presence felt

staring him down. "Let me go now and I won't call the

in a cold smile. "A

livid. "You're insane! I can't stand being here one day, let

why I need you here for a week?" Stewart

"I just want to go home to

speaking as if to himself. "I've signed the divorce

feeling... unsettled. I keep thinking, over

a bitter, icy

expression pained. "No.

me will help you figure it out? You should be on your knees

Stewart gave a tired, helpless smile. "You loved me once,

Briony froze.

those five years together-weren't they

was almost

glared at him, brows

you loved me. You treated Irwin as your own, all because of that

Briony refused to answer.

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