My Great Escape Led Me to You novel Chapter 131

Emily Blair enjoyed a few days of rare peace—her life reduced to a simple routine of going to school, studying, and heading home. The air at school, though, carried a heavy weight. The usual chatter in her class had been replaced by uneasy silence.

Everyone had heard the news. The always upright Alice Anderson had been arrested—charged with assaulting an innocent woman. The revelation had left teachers and students alike in shock.

Only Emily and Elizabeth Wilson knew the real story, but they kept it to themselves.

A few days later, Sebastian Austin made good on his threat: he sent people to dig up Alice Anderson’s mother’s ashes.

Thankfully, Emily had just received five hundred thousand dollars from the Lane family. With the truth out and a guilty conscience to soothe, Andrew Lane transferred her another hundred thousand as restitution.

This time, she picked out a quiet, unremarkable plot for Alice’s mother in Westfield Cemetery. The price was fair, and Emily paid in full, laying Alice’s mother to rest at last.

Now, Alice’s mother would never have to fear being driven out again.

A few days later, Emily and Elizabeth visited the police station to see Alice.

Alice, in handcuffs, bowed her head solemnly. “Thank you,” she said.

The next day, she was taken away to serve a four-month sentence.

Sebastian Austin, as expected, remained untouched—no matter how damning the evidence.

For a while, Emily’s life returned to normal. No more drama, no more chaos.

But then, a grainy security video landed in Isabella Austin’s hands.

The footage was blurry, but in the corner, Andrew Lane could be seen carrying a woman toward the center of the frame, where a Rolls-Royce awaited.

Isabella stared at the screen, eyes wide.

She knew that woman—she would recognize her anywhere.

Emily Blair.

The video showed Andrew opening the back door, practically pushing Emily into the backseat before straightening up again.

Isabella allowed herself a breath of relief—until she saw Emily reach from the backseat, arms wrapping tightly around Andrew’s waist, clinging to him desperately.

Isabella’s face drained of color.

Andrew tried to pull away, but Emily held on, refusing to let go.

A cold fury lit in Isabella’s eyes.

How dare Emily Blair?

How could she do something like this?

As Andrew tried to push her off, Emily’s shirt slipped from her shoulder, revealing her slender frame.

Emily lifted her arms around Andrew’s neck, drawing him closer.

Isabella couldn’t hear what Emily said, but Andrew suddenly froze, letting Emily do as she pleased.

She saw Emily press her lips to Andrew’s neck, kissing him with an almost feverish devotion.

Then, Andrew seemed to snap. He grabbed Emily by the waist, pinning her down on the backseat.

The car door slammed shut.

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