Built His Empire Then Watched It Burn When He Cheated novel Chapter 514

**Created 514: No Escape**

In “Created 514: No Escape,” we are drawn into the life of Selina, the seemingly sheltered daughter of the affluent White family. For years, she had luxuriated in the comforts that wealth provided, blissfully unaware of the lurking shadows that would soon engulf her once tranquil existence.

On a night thick with tension, four punks loitered in the shadows, their bravado shifting to an uneasy uncertainty. They exchanged furtive glances, and the leader, attempting to mask his discomfort, forced a grin that felt more like a grimace than a smile.

“Hey, we were just messing with you, that’s all. Don’t be mad, beauty. We’ll back off now.”

Selina felt a flicker of relief at their apparent retreat, but it was fleeting. Instead of leaving, the men settled a few feet away, lighting cigarettes and casting furtive glances her way, their presence still looming like predators eyeing their prey.

Her heart raced, adrenaline coursing through her veins. The instinct to flee surged within her, but she held back, terrified that any sign of fear would betray her vulnerability. Tears threatened to spill from her eyes, a testament to the rising panic that clawed at her chest like a wild animal desperate to escape its cage.

As the overwhelming weight of dread pressed down on her, Selina toyed with the idea of claiming a bathroom break as an excuse to escape. But before she could act, the stillness of the night shattered, replaced by the thunderous roar of approaching engines.

Her heart leaped with hope. Timothy had to be coming back, perhaps even with that insufferable Anneliese in tow.

But as the noise grew louder, the four punks visibly paled, their bravado evaporating like mist in the morning sun.

A chill crept down Selina’s spine as beams from multiple vehicles sliced through the darkness, illuminating the dilapidated factory. The sudden brightness transformed the grim surroundings, casting long shadows that danced ominously on the walls.

This was no ordinary arrival.

Timothy would never create such a ruckus.

Her mind raced—if it wasn’t her father, then… No way!

Could it be Jonathan’s men? How could they have found her so quickly? It seemed impossible.

She struggled to steady her breath, but the moment was shattered as the battered factory doors burst inward with a violent kick. A tall, imposing figure strode in, flanked by a cadre of men clad in dark suits, their presence radiating intimidation.

That face—sharp, strikingly handsome—was etched in her memory from years past. It was a face that could ensnare admiration with a mere glance. But now, the warmth she once yearned for was replaced by an icy, predatory stare that sent her stomach twisting in knots.

“M-Mr… Mr. Fullbuster…”

Her voice trembled, barely a whisper as she stumbled backward until her spine collided with the cold, unforgiving wall. Once, she had longed for any opportunity to encounter Jonathan; now, all she wanted was to disappear, to erase him from her life entirely.

Isn’t he supposed to be in Serava? How could he return so soon?

Was he truly that desperate, that worried about Anneliese?

Jonathan’s eyes scanned the factory, searching for something—or someone. But there was no sign of Anneliese.

Yet, if Selina was here, then Anneliese must have been here before her.

His gaze hardened, transforming into something colder, more merciless. He didn’t need to utter a word; the four punks, already flattened by the initial shock of his entrance, began to whimper on the floor.

“Ouch! Sorry! I’m so sorry! We didn’t mean to offend Mrs. Fullbuster!”

The metallic tang of blood filled her senses, seeping from her wound, life ebbing away with it.

She shook her head, sobbing, her words coming out ragged and broken.

“I-I don’t know. Please… Ah! I really don’t know. I stepped out for a moment, and when I returned, Anneliese and my dad were gone. He was supposed to be watching her. If… if you don’t believe me, ask those four. It hurts… please, let me go…”

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In this harrowing climax of Selina’s ordeal, the once-privileged daughter of the White family found herself stripped of her security and thrust into a nightmarish reality. The stark contrast between her previous life of comfort and the brutal confrontation with Jonathan and his men left her reeling with confusion and fear. As the blade pierced her abdomen, it marked not only a physical wound but also a profound emotional rupture, shattering her illusions of safety and control.

The terror gripping her heart was palpable, heightened by the fact that the very man she had once longed to impress now stood as her executioner, his gaze devoid of the warmth she had once craved. The desperate pleas that escaped her lips highlighted her vulnerability, revealing the depths of her fear and the fragility of her existence in a world she thought she understood.

Amidst the chaos, Selina’s realization of her own insignificance in Jonathan’s ruthless pursuit for Anneliese was a bitter truth to confront. The pain she endured was not merely physical; it echoed the emotional scars left by betrayal and abandonment. As her vision dimmed, a chilling acceptance washed over her—she was no longer the cherished daughter, but a pawn in a dangerous game, caught between the desires of powerful men. In that moment of agony, her cries for mercy were not just for her life but for the lost innocence of who she once was. The chapter closed on a haunting note, leaving a lingering question: would Selina find a way to reclaim her identity amidst the darkness, or would she be forever lost in the shadows of others’ ambitions?

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**What to Expect in Next Chapter?**

As the next chapter unfolds, readers will be thrust deeper into the maelstrom of Selina’s plight, where every heartbeat echoes with the urgency of survival. With the blade still lodged in her abdomen, the visceral pain becomes a catalyst for her awakening. Stripped of her previous life, Selina must confront not only the physical threat posed by Jonathan and his men but also the emotional turmoil that threatens to drown her. Will she summon the strength to fight back, or will her desperation lead her further into the depths of despair? The tension will mount as she grapples with the realization that her fate is intertwined with the very man who once held her admiration.

Additionally, the chapter will delve into the intricate dynamics of power and control as Jonathan’s motivations are laid bare. As he wrestles with his own demons, readers will witness a transformation—could there be a flicker of humanity beneath his cold exterior? The narrative will explore the complexities of his character, revealing the depths of his obsession and the lengths he will go to protect those he loves, even if it means sacrificing others. As Selina’s fate hangs in the balance, the question remains: can she break through the walls Jonathan has built around his heart, or will she become yet another casualty in his ruthless quest for answers?

Amidst the chaos, unexpected alliances may form, and hidden truths will come to light, challenging everything Selina thought she knew about loyalty and betrayal. The stakes are higher than ever, and as the clock ticks down, readers will be left on the edge of their seats, eager to uncover the twists and turns that await. Will Selina rise from the ashes of her former life, or will she be consumed by the very darkness she tried to escape? The anticipation builds as the next chapter promises to unravel the tangled web of fate that binds these characters in a gripping tale of survival, sacrifice, and the quest for redemption.