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2025-09-27 15:01:00Caroline's Point of View
The press conference is Adrian's masterstroke—or at least, it's supposed to be.
The St. Regis ballroom has been transformed into a media circus, packed with reporters, cameras, and enough lighting equipment to illuminate a small city. Adrian stands at the podium in his perfectly tailored suit, every inch the successful businessman addressing concerns about "recent family difficulties."
I sit in the front row with Liam on my lap, both of us positioned exactly where Adrian wants us—visible to every camera, living proof of his supposed magnanimity in "taking care of his family during this difficult time."
"Ladies and gentlemen," Adrian begins, his voice carrying that familiar note of practiced sincerity, "I've called this conference to address the malicious rumors and unfounded accusations that have been circulating about my family."
Elsa stands
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Caroline's Point of ViewThe sterile white of the hospital room feels like a prison. I've been sitting in this uncomfortable plastic chair for six hours, watching machines monitor Knoxx's vital signs with electronic beeps that have become the soundtrack to my worst nightmare.The surgery lasted three hours. Three hours of pacing the waiting room, clutching Liam against my chest while he dozed fitfully, my mind replaying that terrible moment when the knife slid between Knoxx's ribs like it was cutting through butter."The blade missed the major organs," Dr. Patterson had explained afterward, his scrubs still stained with Knoxx's blood. "But there was significant internal bleeding. We've repaired the damage, but the next twenty-four hours are critical."Critical. Such a clinical word for the space between having everything and losing it all.Now, in the dim light of the recovery ro
Secret Billionaire Divorcee Chapter 289
Caroline's Point of ViewThe press conference is Adrian's masterstroke—or at least, it's supposed to be.The St. Regis ballroom has been transformed into a media circus, packed with reporters, cameras, and enough lighting equipment to illuminate a small city. Adrian stands at the podium in his perfectly tailored suit, every inch the successful businessman addressing concerns about "recent family difficulties."I sit in the front row with Liam on my lap, both of us positioned exactly where Adrian wants us—visible to every camera, living proof of his supposed magnanimity in "taking care of his family during this difficult time.""Ladies and gentlemen," Adrian begins, his voice carrying that familiar note of practiced sincerity, "I've called this conference to address the malicious rumors and unfounded accusations that have been circulating about my family."Elsa stands
Secret Billionaire Divorcee Chapter 288
Caroline's Point of ViewI find Mason sitting alone in the Plaza Hotel's tearoom, staring out the window at Central Park with the same haunted expression he wore last night. The leather diary sits closed on the table beside his untouched cup of Earl Grey."Miss Caroline," he says without looking up when I approach. "I wondered when you might come."I slide into the chair across from him, my hands trembling slightly. "Mason, I need your help. After what you told us last night about Margaret's murder... about Karen poisoning her... Adrian is going to destroy everything. He's already started—Knoxx's company is under attack, there have been 'accidents' at his building. I'm terrified about what he'll do to Liam."Mason finally meets my eyes, and what I see there isn't the gentle concern I expected. It's something deeper. Sadder."I'm afraid I've already done more damage than help, my dear.""What do you mean?"He opens the diary again, turning to a page near the back that he didn't read fr
Secret Billionaire Divorcee Chapter 287
Adrian's Point of ViewThe package arrives at my penthouse at midnight, delivered by a courier who refuses to meet my eyes. No return address. No explanation. Just a manila envelope with my name written in elegant script.Inside is a photocopy of pages from a diary. My mother's handwriting, unmistakable after all these years. The ink is faded, the paper yellowed with age, but the words are crystal clear.[Karen came to visit again today. She brought those awful herbal teas...]I read the first few lines twice before the meaning hits me. Then I read them again, and again, my hands beginning to shake as the full scope of what I'm seeing becomes clear.My mother wasn't sick.She was murdered.By Karen Wayne. Knoxx's mother.The woman who sat at our dinner table. Who smiled at me with false kindness. Who brought tea and s
Secret Billionaire Divorcee Chapter 286
Knoxx's Point of ViewThe knock at the door comes at eight-thirty in the evening, just as Caroline is finishing the dishes from our perfect day. Liam is already asleep, exhausted from pirate adventures and sugar crashes, and I'm in the living room setting up the new goldfish tank we somehow acquired."I'll get it," I call, but something stops me cold when I check the security monitor.Standing on the other side of the door, looking exactly as dignified as I remember despite the years that have passed, is Mason Hartwell. The Wayne family butler who helped raise Adrian and me. The man who disappeared without a word right after my father's funeral, saying he couldn't bear to work for either of us."Knoxx? Who is it?" Caroline calls from the kitchen.I can't answer immediately. Just stare at the screen like I'm seeing a ghost."Mason," I finally manage, my voice
Secret Billionaire Divorcee Chapter 285
Caroline's Point of ViewI wake up to the smell of pancakes and the sound of laughter drifting from the kitchen.For a moment, I just lie there, eyes closed, letting the normalcy of it wash over me. No urgent phone calls. No legal documents. No crisis to manage before I've even had my first cup of coffee.Just the sound of my son giggling and Knoxx's deep voice saying something about "flipping disasters" and "architectural pancake failures."I pad to the kitchen in my pajamas and find them covered in flour. Literally covered. Liam has handprints of batter on his cheeks, and Knoxx has somehow managed to get pancake mix in his hair."What happened in here?" I ask, trying not to laugh."Daddy Knoxx tried to flip a pancake really high," Liam explains, bouncing on his toes. "But it stuck to the ceiling!"I look up. Sure enough, there's a perfe
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