Chapter 98

Zeke’s POV

After Ellen left, I wasted no time. I grabbed my phone and called the special operations team. “Stop the cab Kamille is in,” I ordered, my voice sharp.

“We see Ellen’s car as well. What about her?” The leader asked.

“Let the witch pass. Focus on Kamille,” I instructed, feeling the urgency in my veins.

I hurried to the nearest car and jumped into it. As I drove, the tension in my body increased. I knew Kamille would be resistant, but I had no choice. She needed to know the truth of what really happened.

When I arrived at the gate, my men had already stopped the cab. Kamille was still seated inside the cab, but her expression was a mix of anger and fear. The driver looked confused, his hands raised in a gesture of compliance.

“What the hell is this, Zeke?” Kamille shouted as soon as she saw me.

“I need to talk to you,” I said, trying to keep my voice calm. “Get in my car.”

“I don’t care about you and Ellen,” she yelled