CHAPTER 398. A CAGE FOR THE QUEEN. A Personal HellChiara was exhausted. She sat on her bed, head in her hands, feeling the pregnancy like a heavy weight on her tired body. The baby left her drained and without energy; yet, even though it seemed like her strength faded more each day, it was also her biggest reason to be happy.It had been a week since Jhon had visited the prison, and just knowing he had been there caused her to become unbalanced. "I don’t understand what more he wants..." she murmured to herself. "Why can’t he leave me alone?"She didn’t want to see him—not just because of what had happened between them, but because she didn’t want to keep falling into that vicious cycle of incomplete apologies that no longer meant anything.She hadn’t slept well in recent days, and her stomach was upset. She had been vomiting regularly and felt a strange pressure in her chest. She couldn’t help it—she had to vomit in the kitchen sink because she didn’t make it to the bathroom in tim
CHAPTER 399. A CAGE FOR THE QUEEN. Something written in my book"It's completely insane, boss! Don’t even think about it!" Billy exclaimed as he watched Jhon prepare.Jhon took a deep breath and looked at the ceiling while adjusting his harnesses. "It's either this or I'll write on the front wall: 'READ MY LETTERS, FOR GOD'S SAKE!'" Jhon retorted. "Besides, it’s just a minimum-security prison, we've been in worse places." "I know," Billy muttered, having assisted him on far more dangerous missions. "But… well… why not give her more time? It’s obvious your wife is hurt, and not without reason! Maybe she just needs to be alone for a while!" Jhon shook his head insistently. "I can't give her time, kid. My son is on the way, and if I don’t fix this soon, he'll be born with another father or, worse, without one at all. And I would deserve it for not trying harder."Realizing they couldn’t change his mind, his friends and subordinates focused on supporting him however they could. By mi
CHAPTER 400. A CAGE FOR THE QUEEN. PremonitionsChiara nodded as she said goodbye and went to bed wrapped in a blanket. She didn’t sleep any better or worse than any other night, since between the pregnancy and bad dreams, she wasn’t resting much. But the next day, she couldn’t stop thinking about it."Chiara? Chiara!" Viktor snapped, seeing that she was spaced out. "Are you alright, Braids? You seem distracted." She took a deep breath and nodded. "Yes, it’s just that… Look, this might sound crazy, but could you check the prison cameras? I mean… make sure no one’s entered my room when I’m not here or… when I’m asleep?"Viktor's face darkened. "Of course, but why? Did you see someone?" "No, no, it's not that, it's just a feeling… but don’t mind me, I’ve got hormones all over the place and I’m feeling unwell, that’s probably it," she murmured. "I *do* mind," he replied. "Here’s what we’ll do: while you go to your doctor’s appointment, I’ll check all the security footage. I promise
CHAPTER 401. A CAGE FOR THE QUEEN. I love youChiara stared at that letter over and over again. She hadn't dared to open it, but she also couldn't bring herself to throw it away. She didn't know why. She didn't fully recognize the handwriting as Jhon’s, but something inside her told her that the passage in the book had been written by his hand.Many things had been making her uneasy lately, but she was alert enough to know that Jhon hadn't sent any other letters.Three days later, she finally opened the book and pulled out the envelope. Even though her whole soul trembled, her hand was steady as she tore it open, and on the other side of the cameras, Jhon held his breath.Chiara closed her eyes for a moment, summoning the courage to read its contents. Only then did she realize that the handwriting in the book was very similar. She sat on the sofa, afraid she might collapse, and began to read:"Chiara.I don’t even have the right to call you 'love,' 'dear,' 'my beloved,' even though I
CHAPTER 402. A CAGE FOR THE QUEEN. A ProposalBilly had to remind him over the intercom not to risk too much or he wouldn’t be able to return. But the next morning, when Chiara woke up and sat on the bed, that scent of Jhon still lingered.Maybe it was just pregnancy hormones. Maybe it was her imagination, but Chiara swore his scent was in the room. The day dragged on as slowly as all the others, but at least she had a pleasant surprise when Viktor appeared with Noémi behind him.The twins hugged, and the warden gave them space to talk.“Are they treating you well here?” Noémi asked as she sat down and sipped her coffee.“Yes, Viktor takes care of me as if *I* were the baby,” Chiara sighed. “I thought I’d miss seeing people, talking to others, working... but I don’t, Noe.”“Don’t you miss me?” her twin pouted.“Of course, and our brothers, and my nieces and nephews... and Mom and Dad.” For a second, her eyes welled up, but she shook her head to stop the tears. “But that’s not what I m
CHAPTER 403. A CAGE FOR THE QUEEN. A Game for the QueenChiara flinched, startled, and on the other side of the cameras, Jhon jumped up from his chair, breathing as if he were swallowing his tongue. —“Go... go out...?”— she murmured, trying to find a way out— “Where to?” —“For a walk,”— Viktor replied, and Jhon exhaled— “There are beautiful gardens here, and we even have a small orchard. Don’t tell anyone, but we’ve got strawberries.” Chiara smiled and accepted the invitation to go for a walk. A weight lifted off her shoulders because at that moment, any romantic proposition would have made her faint—and not out of excitement. They left the main building, followed by one of the guards, and headed down a path toward one of the side gardens. As they walked, Chiara felt herself relaxing more and more. The pleasant chill in the air, the scent of herbs and flowers, the soft breeze on her face… She began to feel good and remembered why she had always loved walking outdoors as a child. V
CHAPTER 404. A CAGE FOR THE QUEEN. One More GameJhon felt like his heart was about to burst out of his chest. That simple gesture, that simple move meant everything to him. He rushed to the table, grabbed his own tablet and chess set, hurriedly organized it, and placed that move on the board. He didn’t even have to think much before responding.“e6. Your move,” he wrote, his hands almost trembling as he waited for a response. He watched the screen, and on the other side of the cameras, Chiara was eating and thinking.“Cf3,” she decided almost ten minutes later, and for a long while, they exchanged moves.Jhon frowned, unable to see what she was trying to do.“f5. Are you playing with me?” he asked, unable to hold back.“I thought that was the point of the board,” Chiara typed. “Cc3.”“You know that’s not what I meant. You’re playing aimlessly, and that’s not like you. Cf6.”Chiara read that message for a moment, got up, walked around the room, took a deep breath, drank a glass of wat
CHAPTER 405. A CAGE FOR THE QUEEN. The End of the GameShe wanted only one thing, and Jhon knew it: to save her family. Before, he had thought he shouldn’t get involved, that she was doing it for her name, and that money was more important than her freedom. But seeing Chiara in that cage was enough to make him realize that no, money wasn’t just money, and Asterion Bank wasn’t just a bank—it was her family’s entire legacy. He had destroyed generations of work with a single USB. He didn’t sleep that night, not when he knew he had one last chance with her, the final one, and that he needed to find a way to earn another at any cost. He waited, waited impatiently for the next day, after the morning nausea and the rejection of any food, for Chiara to sit down in front of that chessboard. But first, she received a visitor. Chiara hugged her sister and accepted the gifts the whole family had sent with her. “I’m sorry I couldn’t come yesterday. It was complete madness. I wasn’t even in t