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Bound to the Billionaire's Deal Chapter twenty nine
Camelia POVMy eyes lit up almost immediately. “A suspect?”“Henry, we need to go to the station,” I said, already reaching for my bag.“Hey…..hey,” Henry called after me, gentle but firm. “Calm down. If they’ve picked up a suspect, that’s a good thing. It means the police are moving forward.” He stepped closer, lowering his voice. “They’re capable of handling it, Camelia. And if they need you, if there’s anything to identify or clarify, I’ll go with you. I promise.”I hesitated.“But first,” he added, glancing toward the hallway, “we got work to do. We can’t delay this any longer. Let’s get to the office first. I released a long sigh. He was right, and that somehow made it worse. “We can go to the station straight from the office, right?”He smiled, almost disarming his smile. “Anything my lady wants.”“My lady.”The words echoed far louder in my head than they should have. Heat crept up my neck, straight to my cheeks, I could feel them burning.“Why are you blushing?” he asked, amu
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Henry’s POV I pinched my nose, the stench clawing at my senses. The sight of the body beneath the black tarpaulin was enough to unsettle anyone. “How long did the forensic team say she’d been in the septic tank?” I asked. “Three weeks,” an officer replied. “We suspect the killer kept her hidden elsewhere, then returned to dump her here.” “Three weeks??.” The thought made my stomach churn. Whoever did this wasn’t reckless, they were careful. That fact alone sent chills down my body, more than the corpse itself. I wanted this scene far from the media’s reach, but when I turned, their cameras were already flashing, circling like vultures. “I have matters at the office,” I told the officers. “You have my contact. You can always reach out to us. The family will cooperate with the investigation.” My gaze flicked back to the tarpaulin. Camelia had insisted on coming here, though I doubted she would recognize the victim’s face. Gabriel,” I called. He immediately fell in st
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Lily POV “What… what are you saying, Eric?” I stammered,as the words caught in my throat. He looked at me like I was a stranger. “I never knew you to be such a naïve girl, Lily.” My mouth opened, but nothing came out. “Or…” he leaned in slightly, voice lower,“…are you just trying to push me away? Even after giving you the opportunity you’ve always wanted?” I shook my head, feeling my pulse in my ears. “That’s not—” “Well,” he cut in smoothly, “I won’t push you Lily. I’ll wait for you to come to me instead.” He smirked from his pocket, he slid out a key card and pressed it into my palm. “Here. Room 317. If you don’t show up… I’ll assume you didn’t really want me after all.” I stared at him, my fingers tightening around the card like it might burn me. “Tell Judy I’ll be leaving first,” he added, his tone suddenly casual, like this wasn’t shattering me inside. “I have something to catch up on.” His hand came up to my cheek — warm, soft, lingering a second too long — b
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Lily POV“Dad, I’ll be reading at Judy’s place tonight,” I said, scooping the last bite of scrambled eggs into my mouth.“It’s past 8 p.m. already. Lily, what have I told you about going out late?”I’ll be sleeping over…” I shrugged, mumbling with food still in my mouth, then gave a small, guilty smile as I avoided his eyes and nudged my plate forward.He let out a low sigh. “You just do what pleases you. Just drop a message when you get there, at least let me know you’re safe, miss.”“I will, Father.”I replied with a smile, grabbing my bag and headed for the door.*****There was no need to knock—I was practically family here—but courtesy demanded I do, so I tapped lightly on the door.The door opened just as I knocked and Susan’s little sister peeked out.“Hey, darling,” I said, ruffling her hair with a soft smile. “Where is everyone?”“They’ve all gone to bed,” she whispered, pointing toward the hallway.“And you?” I teased. “Still up?”“Trying to finish schoolwork,” she said, twi
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“Henry!” A deep voice echoed in the room—familiar, yet distant. It was too real to be part of any dream. I stirred, barely opening my eyes. Maybe I imagined it. “Henry!” This time, it was louder and sharper. I jerked upright in bed, heart racing. And there he was. My father, standing right before me. I froze almost immediately. He wasn’t supposed to be here. Not now. Not yet. Not after months of being halfway across the world. And definitely not first thing in the morning. His face was like a storm—furious, with his eyebrow furrowed.His presence was ice cold. “Is this how you’ve decided to run the company?” he barked, arms crossed like he’d been waiting years to explode. My mouth parted slightly. My mind was still catching up. “When… when did you get back?” “Does it even matter now, Henry?” he snapped. “Is this the mess you want to turn Castle into?” I blinked, still trying to understand what he was referring to. My limbs moved before my brain could regist
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Camelia POV I remained silent for a few seconds, the thought of running crossing my mind again. Why am I always the one running away? He’s the one who made the move. And it wasn’t even that deep last time we were only trying to prove something to Lydia. And now? He hurt his hand and used his lips instead. That explained the situation… right? “Camelia,” Henry called softly. “I’ve gotten it off,” he muttered with a faint smile. “Thank you,” I whispered, picking at my fingers. I quickly dropped them and tried to act like it was nothing. “Let’s finish up,” he added, but he kept fumbling with his left hand. “Here,” I said, reaching across the dining table to take the spoon from him. “What?” he mumbled with food in his mouth. I got up and walked over to where he sat, gently taking the spoon from his hand. “Let me do it,” I said, persuading him. “It’s actually fine, Camelia… I can manage” “No, you can’t, Henry. You’ve barely had three spoonfuls,” I replied, glancing at h
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