The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning by Max Charming Chapter 721
Today was bound to be a tumultuous one. Madelyn had just landed at the airport via helicopter and was about to board her private plane. She could not shake off a lingering sense of unease; her escape seemed to be too easy.
Madelyn walked alongside Leyton, who was pushing Ethan in a wheelchair. Just as they were about to board the plane, the airport’s loudspeaker blared, ” Attention, dear passengers. All flights will be delayed by ten minutes. We apologize for any inconvenience caused.
As if on cue, a fleet of sleek black cars pulled up in an imposing formation, effectively encircling them. Madelyn felt her face drain of color, her mind racing to catch up with the rapid turn of events.
Then, a Rolls-Royce pulled up. Out stepped Zach, a man exuding an aura of menace, dressed impeccably in an expensive black suit that seemed tailored to perfection. He looked like a demon summoned from the depths of hell itself, sent to claim souls.
‘Why is he here? Isn’t he marrying Yvonne today?’ Madelyn thought. Madelyn stared in disbelief at Cecilia, who was resplendent in a form-fitting red dress, standing beside Zach with a smug, triumphant expression. They made quite the pair, their sinister energies blending seamlessly. Zach gestured toward Madelyn.
“Madelyn, come here,” he beckoned with a menacing glance. Fear clamped Madelyn’s throat shut. Cecilia just stood there, arms folded, as if watching a fascinating drama unfold. Ethan gripped Madelyn’s hand tightly. He warned, “Don’t go to him.”
The blinding sun overhead felt particularly harsh today. Leyton spoke up, “Ms. Jent, you go ahead with Mr. Arnold. I’ll try to hold him off.”
Madelyn’s eyes met Leyton’s. She stated simply, “You can’t beat him.” Taking a deep breath, Madelyn turned back toward Zach. “If I go with you let him go?” you, will
Madelyn’s voice was barely above a whisper but perfectly audible to Zach. She knew that any resistance today would be futile. The more they resisted, the harsher Zach’s punishment would be. She could endure it; Ethan could not.
Zach’s eyes darkened. “Madelyn, no one negotiates with me. I’m giving you one last chance. Are you coming willingly or shall I come and get you?”
Madelyn’s voice was shaky as she replied, “I..”
‘Will Zach let him go if I give in?’ Madelyn thought. She added, “I-I’ll go with you.”
Ethan coughed painfully, struggling to speak. “Don’t go…”
Madelyn said softly, gripping his hand. “Ethan, I won’t let anything happen to you.”
Before Madelyn knew it, Zach had seized her, and Leyton was kicked to the ground, his lip cut and bleeding. Madelyn almost lost her balance, her wrist squeezed so tightly she feared it would snap.
“Take them away,” Zach commanded.
