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Chapter 27:

Autor: Christie's
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-09-04 19:41:59

Isabella's POV

Adrian's eyes lock onto mine — and this time, there's no smile at all.

It seems like he doesn't want to tell me about it. But I deserve to know who is leaking the information, because I've noticed that Adrian is hiding something from me.

"Who is it?" I ask again, my voice shaking. "Who did they find, Adrian? Who's leaking the information?"

He doesn't answer. He doesn't say anything at the moment. Instead, he closes the distance between us, his hand sliding along my arm, slow and
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  • LOVING THE WRONG BRIDE   CHAPTER 93:

    Adrian's POVI walked out of the house and dropped into my car. My hands gripped the steering wheel, but I didn't start the engine.“Where will I meet her?” I asked myself quietly.I had called her phone many times. All not available. She had blocked me.I pressed my forehead against the wheel. "Think, Adrian. Think."She had no friends. She had no money and refused to collect the compensation from me. The only person left in her life was… I sat up.*Julian.*Her brother. She had mentioned him several times, months ago. He ran a hotel. I had barely listened. Back then, I only half-listened to everything she said.Now I would give anything to hear it again.I called Dan, my old friend. He picked up on the second ring."Adrian? It's…...""I need a favour. Julian Hart. He owns a hotel. Can you find it?""Isabella's brother? Why?""Just find it, Dan."He was quiet. Then he said, "Give me two hours."It took him ninety minutes. When my phone buzzed, I read the message twice.*J. Hart Ltd

  • LOVING THE WRONG BRIDE   CHAPTER 92:

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  • LOVING THE WRONG BRIDE   CHAPTER 89:

    Isabella's POVThe cream sweater felt like a lie against my skin.I walk to the living room for a few minutes.I stood there steady, staring at Julian, my brother who is on call.The long table was covered in food. Steaming rice, roasted chicken, soup in a silver bowl, fried plantains and a pile of warm bread. Amara moved around it, fixing a spoon here, a napkin there. When she saw me, her hands froze.I gave her the smallest nod. I won't say anything.Her shoulders dropped with relief.Julian stood by the window with his phone in his ear, his back to me. His voice was calm and low."Yes. I understand. No, tell Mr. Cole I will bring her myself."My feet stopped.Mr. Cole.Papa's lawyer. The man who sat at our dinner table every Sunday when I was small. The man who slipped me peppermint candy under the tablecloth when Mama wasn't looking. The only person Papa trusted with his signature."Thank you," Julian said. "I'll be waiting, Uncle."He ended the call and turned around. The moment

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