She would marry someone else one day.
Not because she wanted to.
Because someone she trusted would make sure of it,set the pieces in place and the minite she hit the smallest key everything we built would collapse in a speculator fashion it will become an oscar worthy breakup and would win best tv breakup in Tv season history.
Someone who had been watching us like a hungry hawk eyeing her prey.
Someone who had been waiting with patience of a tortoise.
Someone who had been pretending to be family.
The readers don't know who yet.
They will.
Soon.
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The one hundred fifty-second week, Damien and Christabel discovered the truth.
Not all of it.
Just enough.
The person trying to destroy them wasn't an enemy.
It was a friend.
Someone they trusted.
Someone they loved.
Someone who had been waiting for years.
The investigation began in secret.
Cole didn't tell the team.
Damien didn't tell the lawyers.
Christabel didn't tell anyone.
They worked alone.
They trusted no one.
They suspected everyone.
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The first clue was the text.
The number was traced to a burner phone.
Bought with cash.
At a store with no cameras.
Dead end.
But the second clue was the email.
The IP address was traced to a server.
The server was traced to a building.
The building was traced to a person.
Someone they knew.
Someone they trusted.
Someone they never suspected in an event they try to trace or get a prime suspect.
Damien stared at the name.
His face was calm.
But his hands were shaking.
Christabel took the paper.
Read the name.
Her face went pale.
"No."
"Yes."
"It can't be."
"It is."
"There must be a mistake."
"There's no mistake,really are you so shocked you gonna debate the hard core truth??
She set the paper down.
Her hands were shaking.
Her heart was pounding harder and way faster than normal.
"How long have you known?"
"An hour."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Because I needed to be sure,and i needed time to absorb the shock of this discovery
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Then what do we do?"
He was quiet for a moment.
"We wait, we cant do anything for anyone involve with the traitor to figure out we are unto them. We have one criticial offensive weapon, they think we are asleep and dont know so they can only find out and it checkmate by us ok"
That night, Christabel put Lena to bed.
Not Damien. Her.
Lena was full of questions.
"Mama, why are you sad?"
"Mama's not sad."
"Your eyes are wet."
"They're tired."
"Why are you tired?"
"Because Mama didn't sleep."
"Why didn't you sleep?"
Christabel was quiet for a moment.
"Because Mama was thinking about someone she trusted."
Lena looked at her mom as if she was trying to telepathy say something before closing her cute beautiful eyes.
Damien appeared in the doorway.
"She's asleep?"
"She's dreaming."
"Of what?
"Her beautiful life and what caused my tears as she is such a curious child"
He walked to her.
Took her hand.
"We need to talk."
"About who?"
"About the person who's trying to destroy us."
"Do we know who?"
"We know."
"Then what do we do?"
He was quiet for a moment.
"We wait, and strike at perfect time under the right circumstances and most efficient way we have to strike and end them once and for all with no chance for revenge ok"
They sat on the couch.
The city was dark.
The room was quiet.
"How did we miss this?" Christabel asked.
"Because we trusted them."
"Because we loved them."
"Because they were family."
She looked at him.
"Are they still family?"
He was quiet for a moment.
"I don't know anymore i guess they arent after the betrayal.
First Line of Chapter 197 (Teaser):
"The one hundred fifty-third week, Damien and Christabel confronted the person who had been trying to destroy them. Not with anger. With sorrow. Because they weren't facing an enemy. They were facing family."