Chapter 53 The Price Of Betrayal

• Imani sat on the edge of her bed, the quiet hum of her phone in her palm the only sound in the room. Her gaze was fixed on the alert that had just popped up. Ten million naira. It’s done, she thought to herself, a satisfied smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. She had played her cards right, and now she had exactly what she wanted. The money had arrived without any real effort on her part—Regan had folded quickly, his father too eager to avoid any further mess.
• She set the phone down and ran a hand through her hair, the silence in the room now almost deafening. The luxury of knowing she had the upper hand felt good, but she wasn’t done yet. She had made her move, but now it was time for Regan to understand that she wasn’t going anywhere. Not for now. Not ever.
• Imani grabbed her phone again and dialed Regan’s number, her fingers tapping the screen with calculated precision. The moment the call connected, she heard Regan’s voice, colder than she had ever heard it.