Chapter 200 D Denton collapsed to his knees , his agonized screams echoing through the empty warehouse . Meanwhile , Melanie stood frozen nearby , pale as a ghost . She bit down hard on her lip , eyes filled with fear - she knew it was over . Every lie , every carefully spun illusion , was about to unravel . " " Sadie . " He finally looked up at me , his bloodshot eyes swimming with pain and desperation . " I was wrong . I … I'm sorry . I'm sorry for what I did to you . I'm sorry for what I did to Mick . " His voice broke . The arrogance and self - righteousness he once wore like armor were long gone . < / But I said nothing . " My tears had long since dried . And I knew the price he had to pay wasn't over yet . " And neither was Melanie's . \ Terrified by the fury in my eyes , she quickly helped Denton to his feet and dragged him away . Hours later , my uncle arrived at the warehouse with a team of bodyguards . He immediately ran to me and untied the ropes . Seeing me safe and sound , he sighed with relief . " Sadie , thank God you're okay . " " He then supported me as I stood , his voice tight with emotion . " Denton has completely lost it ." " didn't respond . But I knew this was just the beginning of his reckoning . " The next afternoon , while I was resting at the estate , the butler came to inform me that Denton was here , carrying a box . In the parlor , he looked like a completely different man . His wrinkled shirt hung off his frame , his hair was a mess , and his red - rimmed eyes were hollow . He clutched a cardboard box like it was all he had left . " Sadie … " he said hoarsely , " I brought Mick's things . These … these were all his favorites . " } I glanced at the box . Inside were Mick's beloved teddy bear , his tiny toy cars , his colorful drawings , and the clothes he used to wear . " My throat tightened , and my eyes immediately welled with tears . But I held them back , forcing myself to walk over and lift the items one by one . " I could still smell him , still see the traces of him in everything . " Mick ," I whispered , my voice trembling with pain . " " I'm sorry . I'm so sorry . " Denton dropped to his knees . He grabbed the hem of my dress , burying his face into it as he cried , " I was wrong . I should never have listened to Melanie . I should never have hurt you or Mick . Please . Please , Sadie , come back to me . I'll make it right , I promise . " " I looked down at him , at the shell of a man he had become , and my eyes stayed cold . d my " You really think there's still a 'you and me ' ? " I pulled my dress away from his grip and stared him down . " You carved our son's heart out with your own hands . You threw me into hell . And now you think a simple ' I'm sorry ' can make that go away ? " } He looked up , his face streaked with tears and pure despair . " I know I've sinned beyond forgiveness , " he begged . " But I'll make it right . I'll give you everything , my company , my life . I'll spend the rest of my days making it up to you . I already lost Mick , I can't lose you too . " " It's too late ," I said softly . " Then I picked up the box of Mick's things and walked away without looking back.N His cries echoed through the vast parlor , raw and full of pain . But I didn't turn around . Third Person's POV Later , Denton contacted the mysterious buyer who had won two " art pieces " at auction . " I'm willing to pay double . Even triple , " he said , voice raspy . " Please , just return what you bought . " " He braced himself for pushback , expecting threats or ridiculous demands . But the response stunned him . " Sure ," the buyer replied smoothly . " Return every cent of the $ 300 million auction payment , and I'll hand them back . " Relieved , Denton hung up and rushed to log into his private banking account to initiate the refund . " But the second he saw the balance , he froze . \ There was barely anything left . Three hundred million was nearly all gone . " And the only person who ever had unlimited access to that account was Melanie .