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Chapter 70: Father and Son
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Runaway Heiress: The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 79: Memories Resurface
The Cross Empire tower was quiet, a silence that felt less like peace and more like the held breath of a storm.Liam sat in his office, the lights dimmed, a single glass of amber liquid untouched on the desk beside him. The "Anonymous Tip" from the last chapter—the text about Sophia, the betrayal, the footage—had sent Aurora running into his arms.It had been a victory. A tactical win.But it hadn't solved the puzzle. It had only deepened the haunting.She’s running to me because she has nowhere else to go, he thought, staring out at the rain-streaked skyline. Not because she forgives me.He turned away from the window. He walked to the safe hidden behind a panel in the mahogany wall. He punched in the code.Inside, there was a small, velvet box. Not the one with the thimble.This one held a ring.The engagement ring he had given her. The one she had left on the vanity table in the bridal suite, next to the pearls he had given her father.He took it out. The diamond was cold, heavy, a
Runaway Heiress: The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 78: The Anonymous Tip
The truce was fragile, built on sugar and silence.The "shirt incident" in the AVA flagship had not been a declaration of peace. It had been a pause in the hostilities. A moment where two enemies stood on opposite sides of a canyon and acknowledged that the other was... armed.And attractive.Aurora sat in her office, the morning after Liam’s visit. The white shirt he had bought—the one she had designed for him, even if she hadn't admitted it—was gone. But his presence lingered.She touched her wrist, where he had grabbed her at the gala. The skin still felt warm.Stop it.She stood up, shaking off the phantom sensation. She was not a teenager with a crush. She was a CEO with a target on her back.The "Fortress" collection was a success. The public was on her side. But the industry... the industry was a shark tank, and blood was in the water.Her phone buzzed.It wasn't Elias. It wasn't Sophia. It wasn't even Liam.It was a blocked number.She hesitated. Since the scandal broke, she h
Runaway Heiress: The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 77: Liam's Admiration
The morning after the livestream, the world looked different from the eighty-first floor of the Cross Empire tower. Liam Cross stood by the window, his back to the room, a cup of coffee cooling in his hand. The rain had stopped. The sky over Manhattan was a brilliant, piercing blue, the kind of clarity that usually follows a storm. Below, three blocks away, the siege at the AVA flagship had broken. The paparazzi army had retreated, replaced by a line of customers that wrapped around the block. They weren't there for scandal anymore. They were there for The Fortress. He watched them. Women in coats, women pushing strollers, women in suits. They weren't buying gossip. They were buying a piece of Aurora’s strength. "Sales are up 500%," Adrian said from the doorway. "The 'Fortress' capsule sold out in ten minutes. The secondary market prices are insane. A scarf is going for three thousand dollars." Liam didn't turn. "She didn't just survive the trap, Adrian. She dismantled it." "And
Runaway Heiress: The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 76: Aurora's Countermove
The board meeting was not a discussion. It was a tribunal.Aurora sat at the head of the long, concrete table in the AVA boardroom, a solitary figure in a white, high-collared tunic. The color was deliberate. She was not the "black-clad widow" or the "ghost" today. She was a blank canvas. A fresh start.On the massive screen at the far end of the room, six faces stared back at her from the private equity firm’s New York headquarters. They were older, whiter, and richer than God. And they were terrified."The stock is down 12% in pre-market trading," the lead investor, a man named Sterling who looked like a dried apple, said. "The 'Secret Heir' headline is... radioactive. Our analysts are predicting a 40% drop in Q4 sales.""Analysts are paid to be pessimistic," Aurora said, her voice calm, though her hands were clenched in her lap."This isn't pessimism, Madame Rousseau," Sterling snapped. "This is brand suicide. AVA is built on mystery. On 'strength.' This... this is a soap opera. A
Runaway Heiress: The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 75: The Business Trap
The dawn over Manhattan did not bring light. It brought noise.It started as a low thrum, vibrating against the reinforced glass of the penthouse windows, a persistent, mechanical insect buzzing against a jar. Then, it grew. A rhythmic, chopping beat that rattled the expensive, minimalist furniture.Helicopters.Aurora sat on the edge of her bed, still in the clothes she had worn yesterday—the "weekend armor" of denim and cashmere. She hadn't slept. She had spent the night in the chair by Ethan’s bed, watching his chest rise and fall, waiting for the bomb to go off.The vibration against the glass told her it had detonated.She stood up, her limbs stiff, her body heavy with a dread that felt like wet sand. She walked to the living room window. She didn't open the blinds. She peered through a crack, just a sliver.Below, fifty floors down, the street was gone.It was a sea of black umbrellas and flashing lights. Satellite trucks lined the curb like tanks. The paparazzi were not just a
Runaway Heiress: The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 74: Sleepless Night
CThe city of New York never slept, but tonight, it seemed to be holding its breath.Eighty floors above the restless grid, Liam Cross was awake.The lights in his office were off. The only illumination came from the city itself, a cold, electric glow that washed over the leather sofa, the mahogany desk, and the man pacing like a caged tiger.He had left the gala hours ago. He had dismissed his driver. He had dismissed his staff.But he couldn't dismiss the image in his head.Ethan.The boy with the messy hair. The boy who liked tigers. The boy who had hugged his leg with a strength that defied his size.Liam looked at his hand. He flexed his fingers. He could still feel the ghost of that small body pressed against him. He could still feel the warmth.He has your eyes.Aurora’s voice, a whisper in the chaos of the children's tent, played on a loop in his mind. It wasn't an accusation. It was a fact. A biological truth she had finally, devastatingly, admitted.He walked to the window. H
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