Chapter 12
William lunged forward, gathering his son into his arms and lifting him off the wet ground in a desperate embrace.
He held the boy tight against his chest, tears streaming down his face as he realized how close he had come to losing him.
“I’m so sorry, Ethan… I’m so sorry, I didn't know…” William wept, kissing the boy’s dusty hair over and over.
Ethan clung to his father’s neck, pointing back toward Emma, who was standing quietly under the soft garden lights.
“Emma saved me, Dad,” Ethan said, his voice small but clear. “She followed my crying down into the basement.”
William looked up at Emma, his eyes filled with a profound mix of overwhelming gratitude, shame, and complete horror.
“You saved my son’s life, Emma,” William breathed, his voice breaking with deep emotion.
“I don't even know how to begin to repay you for what you’ve done tonight.”
“You don't need to repay me, Mr. Sterling,” Emma said softly, peeling off her yellow cleaning gloves.
“I just wanted Ethan to be safe in his own home.”
Four NYPD cruisers pulled into the rear driveway, their flashing red and blue lights illuminating the entire estate garden.
Two officers escorted Isabella out of the mansion’s side entrance, her ivory wedding dress covered in dust and mud.
Reporters from major news networks who had been waiting outside the gate began flashing cameras through the iron bars.
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The story was breaking across Manhattan with lightning speed:
BILLIONAIRE’S BRIDE ARRESTED ON 5TH AVENUE AFTER HOUSEKEEPER UNCOVERS HORRIFIC BASEMENT CELL.
