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Chapter 65: The Report

作者: Evve
last update 公開日: 2026-01-02 00:10:53

The dossier sat on Liam Cross’s desk, a thin, unassuming stack of paper that weighed more than the building it was housed in.

It was 8 AM. The city outside was waking up, a gray, indifferent beast stretching its limbs. But inside the glass office, time had stopped.

Liam sat in his chair, his back rigid, his hands resting on the mahogany surface on either side of the file. He hadn't opened it yet.

Blackwood had delivered it personally, ten minutes ago.

"We found the partner," Blac
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  • Runaway Heiress: The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride   CHAPTER 308: LIAM'S THERAPY

    The office was on the Upper East Side, but it wasn't in a brownstone. It was in a modern medical tower, the kind with soundproof glass and a view of the river that mirrored the penthouse view, only from a different, more sterile angle.Liam Cross sat in a leather chair. It was comfortable. Ergonomic. And he hated it."So," Dr. Benjamin Hale said. He was a man in his fifties, with wire-rimmed glasses and the calm demeanor of someone who had heard every variation of billionaire neurosis. "Sophia Laurent tells me you collapsed.""I was dehydrated," Liam said. He was wearing a suit again. Armor. "I hadn't slept.""And why hadn't you slept?""Because I have a newborn. And a wife with severe postpartum depression. And a company recovering from a hostile takeover attempt. Sleep wasn't a priority."Dr. Hale made a note on his tablet. He didn't look up."It sounds like you were carrying a lot.""I'm the father," Liam said. "It's my job to carry it.""Is it?" Dr. Hale looked up. "Is it your job

  • Runaway Heiress: The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride   CHAPTER 307: THERAPY SESSION ONE

    The office of Dr. Sarah Chen was located in a pre-war brownstone on the Upper West Side. It didn't smell like a hospital. It smelled of old books, beeswax, and a very specific, expensive kind of silence.Aurora sat on the sofa. It was velvet, a deep moss green, and softer than anything in the penthouse. She hated it.She wanted a hard chair. She wanted a desk. She wanted a barrier between herself and the woman sitting opposite her."You're checking your watch," Dr. Chen observed.She was a woman of indeterminate age, with silver-streaked hair cut into a sharp bob and eyes that were calm, dark, and utterly unshakeable. She wasn't taking notes. Her hands were folded loosely in her lap."I have a schedule," Aurora said, smoothing the fabric of her trousers. She was dressed today. A charcoal blazer, jeans, boots. Armor. "I have to pump at 11:00. Then I have a deposition prep with Arthur Vance at 12:30.""And then?""Then I go home. To the baby.""To Hope," Dr. Chen corrected gently."To H

  • Runaway Heiress: The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride   CHAPTER 306: THE SUBPOENA

    The envelope was cream-colored linen, heavy and official. It sat on the coffee table next to a half-empty bottle of breast milk and a teething ring.Aurora sat on the sofa, her legs tucked under her. She wore leggings and a loose sweater—her "recovery uniform"—but her spine was rigid."They can't make me," she said. Her voice was quiet, but it vibrated with the tension of a wire pulled too tight."They can," Arthur Vance said. He sat opposite her, his suit impeccable, his face grave. He had been the Cross family lawyer for twenty years. He had seen Liam’s arrest. He had seen the mergers. But he looked uncomfortable now, facing a woman who was clearly held together by tape and willpower."It's a subpoena ad testificandum," Vance explained gently. "It means you are compelled to testify. If you refuse, you can be held in contempt of court. Fines. Jail time.""Jail time?" Aurora laughed. It was a brittle sound. "I just got out of prison, Arthur. It was called my bedroom."Liam stood by th

  • Runaway Heiress: The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride   CHAPTER 305: SMALL VICTORIES

    The nursery smelled of lavender and formula. It was a soft, powdery scent that usually made Aurora’s stomach clench with inadequacy.Today, however, the scent was just... a scent.Aurora stood in the doorway. It was 10:00 AM. The sun was streaming through the high windows, illuminating the Cloud White walls and the dust motes dancing in the air like microscopic fairies.Mrs. Higgins was in the glider, burping Hope. The baby was fussing—a low, grumbling sound that usually preceded the air-raid siren wail that shattered Aurora’s nerves."She's got a bubble," Mrs. Higgins murmured, patting the tiny back with a rhythmic thump-thump-thump. "Stubborn little thing."Aurora watched them.Yesterday, looking at this scene had filled her with a hot, acidic jealousy. That's my baby, the voice had hissed.Today, the jealousy was still there, but it had cooled. It had hardened into something solid. Something structural.Resolve.Aurora took a step into the room. Her legs felt steadier than they had

  • Runaway Heiress: The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride   CHAPTER 304: THE NIGHT NURSE

    The woman standing in the nursery doorway looked like a general disguised as a grandmother.Mrs. Marianne Higgins was sixty years old, stout, and wore scrubs patterned with cheerful yellow ducks that seemed at odds with her terrifying competence. She held a clipboard. She smelled of peppermint and discipline."Feeding schedule?" she asked, pen poised.Aurora stood by the crib, her hand resting on the rail. It was 8:00 PM. The sun had set over the Hudson, taking the last of the day's false energy with it."Every three hours," Aurora whispered. "She takes two ounces. We use the slow-flow nipple because... because she forgets to breathe sometimes.""Preemie protocol," Mrs. Higgins nodded, writing it down. "I've handled twenty-six weekers, Mrs. Cross. Your daughter is a heavyweight compared to my last charge."Aurora looked at Hope. The baby was sleeping, swaddled tight in a muslin blanket. She looked peaceful. She didn't know that her mother was about to abandon her for eight hours."Doe

  • Runaway Heiress: The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride   CHAPTER 303: CALLING SOPHIA

    The phone call was short."Sophia? It's Marcus Cross. Liam's brother."Sophia Laurent stood in the middle of her design studio in SoHo, surrounded by swatches of French linen and the hum of her assistants. She didn't know Marcus well. She had met him briefly at the foundation launch, where he had looked like a man wearing a tuxedo as a form of torture."Marcus," she said, signaling for her assistant to hold the calls. "Is everything okay?""No," Marcus said. His voice was rough, tight with a tension that vibrated through the line. "It's not. Liam collapsed this morning. Aurora hasn't left her room in a week. The baby is crying, and the seven-year-old is asking me if his parents are dying."Sophia dropped the fabric swatch."I'm coming," she said."Bring help," Marcus said. "Bring an army if you have one."Sophia arrived at the penthouse forty-five minutes later. She didn't bring an army. She brought something better.She walked out of the elevator carrying a bag from Dean & DeLuca, a

  • Runaway Heiress: The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride   CHAPTER 240: THE TROJAN HORSE

    The conference room on the forty-fifth floor of Cross Industries was a sanctuary of silence. Unlike the boardroom, with its mahogany and portraits of dead ancestors, this room was modern. Glass. Steel. A single slab of black granite for a table.It was a place where decisions were cut, not debated.

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-04-04

  • Runaway Heiress: The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride   CHAPTER 260: THE AFFAIR THAT WASN'T

    The "command center" Liam had built was a cruel joke.Aurora lay against the mountain of hypoallergenic pillows, staring at the sleek table next to the bed. The water pitcher was full. The books were stacked by color. The iPad was charged to 100%.It was 10:15 AM. On a Tuesday.Usually, at this tim

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-04-05

  • Runaway Heiress: The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride   CHAPTER 242: TWO PINK LINES

    The guest room smelled of lavender detergent and emptiness. It was a sterile scent. Unlived in.Aurora woke up before the alarm. The nausea hit her first—a wave of dizziness that tilted the room on its axis, spinning the minimalist artwork on the walls into a blur of gray and beige.She sat up, clu

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-04-04

  • Runaway Heiress: The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride   CHAPTER 257: THE ARCHITECT ARRIVES

    The elevator didn't hum. It glided. Like it was greased with money.Marcus Sterling stood in the center of the mahogany-paneled car, his hands shoved deep into the pockets of his canvas jacket. He checked his reflection in the mirrored ceiling. He looked out of place. He looked like a contractor co

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-04-05
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