He Locked Me in His GOLDEN CAGE, So I Locked Him Behind Iron Bars Chapter 09

He Locked Me in His GOLDEN CAGE, So I Locked Him Behind Iron Bars Chapter 09

I was let go after a simple statement since I hadn’t 

laid a finger on anyone. 

But Julian Laurence didn’t walk out with me. 

I received a phone call from the hospital shortly after. My heart sank. 

Regardless of the fallout, the Laurence family would do everything in their power to get him out. 

That night. 

A bombshell hit the headlines, plastered all over every major publication in the city. Total chaos. 

The next day, I went to visit Julian. 

“You’re not getting out,” I said. 

He paused. 

Julian gave a mocking smirk. “You think a little bar 

fight is enough to take me down? They’ll find a 

way to bail me out.” 

Under normal circumstances, maybe. 

But… 

I looked directly into his black eyes, my voice cutting through the silence. 

“The Laurence Group is being investigated for massive tax fraud, and the heir is currently facing charges of violent assault and aggravated battery at a hospital. Once these reports hit, the stock will 

crater.” 

“Nobody can save you this time, Julian.” 

His smirk flattened. 

“Tax fraud?” He spoke, his tone dangerously 

steady. 

After a long beat, his voice rose in a mocking lilt. 

“You went into my study?” 

I didn’t deny it. 

Those years I spent trapped by Julian’s side in my 

past life weren’t for nothing. 

I knew every single password he used. 

I knew exactly where every sensitive file was kept. 

I’d anonymously sent one set of documents to the IRS and another to his biggest corporate rivals. 

Maybe God finally felt I’d had it too rough and 

decided to cut me a break. 

The timing was perfect. 

The entire company was under fire, everyone 

watching, and they were too busy putting out their own fires to save him. 

Julian was going down. 

He pulled his lip, eyes dropping. “No wonder you were so compliant when I brought you to my 

estate.” 

I curved my lips. “Regret playing the hero for me?” 

Maybe tax fraud alone wouldn’t have dismantled the Laurence empire. But Julian had decided to commit a violent assault at the absolute worst 

possible moment. 

The Laurence family was currently in a total state of panic. 

Julian stared at me, unblinking. 

After a long time, he nodded. “Regret.” 

“I regret not beating him to death,” he said, his 

voice eerily calm. 

I went silent for a moment. “He died.” 

Assault resulting in death. 

Julian’s attack was brutal. The physical trauma 

triggered a massive heart attack. Even though he 

was rushed into the ICU immediately, he didn’t. 

make it. 

“Then it was worth it,” Julian raised an eyebrow. 

“He won’t be bothering you again.” 

“And I won’t be bothering you again, either,” he 

murmured, lips curling in a faint, fleeting smile. 

Julian looked at me, his gaze stripped of its usual 

carelessness. His dark eyes reflected my own 

image, and for a split second, I felt a strange, 

jarring sense of familiarity. 

He didn’t ask how I navigated his estate, broke into 

his study, or pinpointed those specific documents. 

I hesitated. “You…” 

Just then, Chloe burst in. 

She looked haggard, her eyes red–rimmed and 

burning with pure, unadulterated hate as she 

locked onto me. 

I stared back, calm and composed. 

Chloe pointed a finger at me, asking Julian, 

disbelievingly, “Was it worth it? For someone like 

her?” 

Julian remained expressionless. 

Chloe snapped, “Are you in love with her?” 

Silence. 

Julian didn’t answer. 

He didn’t deny it. 

Chloe felt her heart hammering against her ribs, 

manic with rage. 

To be honest, Chloe had never actually been in 

love with Julian. 

They had been too similar their whole lives–cruel, arrogant, and untouchable. 

They were never drawn to each other. 

But that didn’t stop Chloe from feeling entitled to Julian. In her mind, he was the ultimate golden boy–top–tier looks, top–tier money, and top–tier status. That he was a prick with a god complex was just part of the charm. 

But the one person he chose just happened to be the same person Luke was obsessed with. 

And he’d thrown his entire future away for her. 

Why? 

Why the hell her? 

Chloe spun around, spitting at me, “Are you and 

Luke enjoying this?” 

I frowned. 

What did this have to do with Luke? 

“Hailee Townsend, I truly overestimated you.” Her 

face twisted into a snarl. She raised a hand to 

strike me, but a police officer grabbed her arm. 

“Keep it together! This isn’t the place for a 

meltdown!” 

I recalled the look on Julian’s face earlier and 

turned to Chloe. “Was it you who sent my uncle to 

find me?” 

Chloe’s expression flickered. “Don’t talk nonsense.” 

I knew everything I needed to know. I caught 

Julian’s eye; he stayed silent, so I did too. 

As I turned to leave, Julian called out to me. 

His voice was raspy. “Hailee, do you hate me?” 

I looked back, blinking in confusion. “Hate? But 

we’ve barely known each other long.” 

Julian. 

Are you asking about this life? 

Or the last one? 

He lowered his gaze, a self–deprecating smile. 

touching his mouth. 

“Hate me if you want. It’s still better than not 

caring at all.”