FORCED TO MARRY THE RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE IN 9 DAYS

###CHAPTER 11-JAIL*

The janitor didn't even make it out of The Langford Private Clinic parking lot.

Rowen Sterling's security caught him. Caspian's security caught him at the same time.

He confessed in 5 minutes. Because when Rowen Sterling and Caspian Sterling are both staring at you, you confess to things you didn't even do.

"Vivienne Hawthorne! She paid me! $100,000! She told me to inject something into Margaret Alvarez's food to make her go back into coma!"

Elena went white. "My mother... she tried to kill my mother..."

Margaret Alvarez, weak but awake in her hospital bed, started crying quietly.

Caspian didn't shout. He didn't hit the man. That was what the old Caspian would have done.

The new Caspian — the obsessed, protective Caspian — just picked up his phone and called his lawyer and the NYPD Commissioner directly.

"Attempted murder. At The Langford Private Clinic. Victim is Margaret Alvarez, a recovering coma patient. I have the culprit, the evidence, the contaminated tray, the bank transfer, and security footage. I want an arrest tonight."

Rowen added, "And tell the judge it's a Sterling family matter. No bail."

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Two hours later, at Vivienne's father's failing hotel — which Rowen had already bankrupted — the police kicked the door in.

Vivienne was packing. She was planning to fly to Dubai.

"Vivienne Hawthorne, you are under arrest for conspiracy to commit attempted murder," the detective said, handcuffing her in front of her crying father, in front of hotel staff, in front of cameras.

"What? No! It was just — it was just supposed to make her sick! I didn't —"

The evidence was too much. The punctured soup at The Langford. The $100,000 transfer from her account. The janitor's confession. Dr. Richards' lab report confirming the food had been tampered with with a dangerous substance.

She was sent to jail that night.

No Vogue cover could save her. No money could save her. Rowen made sure every newspaper in New York had the headline by morning:

*EX-WIFE OF BILLIONAIRE CASPIAN STERLING JAILED FOR ATTEMPTED MURDER OF MOTHER-IN-LAW*

Attempted murder. 10 to 20 years in New York State. No more ball gowns. No more pools. Just a cell.

Rowen visited her once in holding.

"Vivienne," he said through the glass, "you tried to drown my daughter-in-law in my pool. I forgave you. I only took your father's loan. But you tried to kill my family — Margaret Alvarez — an innocent woman who just woke up from 8 months in a coma. For that, you will stay in jail. And when you come out, you will never hear the name Sterling again."

Vivienne sobbed. "Rowen, please —"

Rowen walked away.

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That night, Caspian made a decision.

He went to Dr. Richards at The Langford Private Clinic.

"Can Margaret travel? Short distance?" Caspian asked.

"She is recovering bit by bit," Dr. Richards said. "She is weak, but she is stable. She shouldn't stay in a hospital anymore. She needs family. She needs home care, love, not hospital walls."

Caspian nodded.

He went to Margaret's room. Elena was there, holding her mother's hand, still shaking from what almost happened.

"Mrs. Margaret Alvarez," Caspian knelt down, just like he did the first time he met her. "I know The Langford is safe, but it's not home. And after what happened today... I will never let you stay somewhere I can't protect you myself."

Margaret looked at him, tired.

"I want you to come stay in my house," Caspian said. "My penthouse. Pending the time I was going to get you your own place."

Elena gasped. "Caspian..."

"I already bought it," Caspian interrupted softly, looking at Elena. "A brownstone, 3 blocks from our penthouse. With a garden, like you said your mother always wanted. And a ground-floor bedroom so she doesn't need stairs. And a nurse. It will be ready in 2 months. But until then..."

He looked back at Margaret.

"Come stay with us. Let me take care of you like you took care of Elena for 24 years alone. Let me be your son too. Please."

Margaret Alvarez started crying. Not weak coma tears. Real, strong tears.

For 8 months, she had been asleep. For 24 years before that, she had been a single mother struggling. No one had ever offered to take care of her.

"Okay," she whispered.

So that night, Caspian Sterling — the ruthless billionaire who used to live alone with only contracts and money — carried his mother-in-law Margaret out of The Langford Private Clinic in his arms, to his car.

Rowen followed behind, pushing Elena's wheelchair even though she could walk now, because Caspian insisted she not get tired.

And Elena walked in the middle, holding both her father's and her husband's hands.

For the first time, Margaret, Elena, Rowen, and Caspian were going to the same house. One family.

Not a contract family.

A real one.

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