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Chapter 38: First Fight
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The Billionaire Regrets Losing His Chubby Wife Chapter 59: The Errand
Cassian's povMarcus gave me one instruction: get into Alaric Vale's private safe. I gave myself a different one."Forty-eight hours," he said, setting a keycard on my coffee table, "Valecrest never deactivated your Aurelian clearance. Sloppy of them, but convenient for us. You walk in Saturday morning when the executive floor is empty, you go to Alaric's study at the back, and you open the wall safe behind the bookcase."I stared at the card. "How do you know there's a safe?""Because Augustin Crowe has known about it for twenty-five years." Marcus said the name like it slipped out, then smiled to cover it. "Never mind that. The combination is her mother's birthday. Very sentimental, Alaric. It's in the file I'm giving you.""And what's in the safe?""A folder labeled Caldwell. That's all you need to know." He leaned back against my couch, utterly at ease. "You bring it to me by Sunday night. I keep your secrets, and Vespera's messages stay in a drawer. Everyone survives.""And if Al
The Billionaire Regrets Losing His Chubby Wife Chapter 58: Dana
Seraphina's povDana Whitaker was not the frightened woman I'd imagined. She was furious, and she was right to be.I heard her before I saw her. A car door slammed down the street, then running footsteps, and then a woman in her mid-thirties came tearing across the lawn.She didn't look at Lucien or at me. She went straight to the porch and wrapped both arms around Theo."I told you to stay at Mrs. Park's," she said into his hair, her voice shaking. "I told you.""She was napping," Theo said, muffled. "I got bored. I used your old phone.""You used my…" She pulled back, gripped his shoulders, and then, as if a switch had been thrown, turned and looked directly at Lucien. Every trace of relief left her face."You." She stood between us and her son like a door slamming shut. "You've got his face. I'd know it anywhere. Get off my porch."Lucien had gone entirely still. I watched him open his mouth, and I knew whatever came out would be wrong."Ms. Whitaker," I said, stepping forward befo
The Billionaire Regrets Losing His Chubby Wife Chapter 57: The Gray Car
Lucien's povI have never driven that fast. I have also never been that afraid of arriving.Seraphina had the phone pressed to her ear before I'd finished backing out of the driveway. "Dominic. Yes. No, we're moving now. A boy named Theo, seven, alone in a house, with a man in a gray car watching it."I heard Dominic's voice through the speaker, flat and calm in the way that had made me hire him six years ago. "Address.""Seraphina, read him the one from the file."She did. I kept my eyes on the road and my hands at ten and two, and I thought about how badly I wanted to put my foot through the floor."Ninety minutes by the highway," Dominic said. "I can do it in fifty if I leave now. Don't go near the house until I'm there.""He's seven," I said. "He's alone.""Mr. Thorne." There was no heat in it. "If you pull up first, the watcher knows you're coming, and he has a boy in a house to use against you. I need you ten minutes out. Let me move first."I wanted to argue. I'd have argued wi
The Billionaire Regrets Losing His Chubby Wife Chapter 56: Seven Years Old
Lucien's povThe text had been sent at 2:14 a.m. by a child who didn't know how to spell "surveillance."I knew that because Seraphina had read it aloud twice before I understood what I was hearing, and the second time she stopped at the word *careful* and looked at me, and I realized she was waiting to see whether I'd already put the phone in my pocket and gone for my keys."Don't," she said."I haven't moved.""Your hand has." She was sitting up against the headboard in my shirt, the phone lit in her palm, the room still grey with early light. "You're already dressed in your head."I looked down. My fingers had closed around my watch on the nightstand. I let go of it.Seven years. A boy had been breathing somewhere for seven years, and the first words he'd ever said to anyone connected to me."Give me the phone," I said."No." She said it gently, and she didn't pull away. "Not yet. Look at this first."She turned the screen toward me, and I read the thread from the beginning. The fi
The Billionaire Regrets Losing His Chubby Wife Chapter 55: Choosing Him Anyway
Seraphina's povHe thought I'd run. People always think the hardest truths are the ones that scare me away. They're wrong.Lucien stood in the kitchen doorway like a man waiting for a verdict, his hands open at his sides, his face stripped of every ounce of the composure he wore like armor. I'd seen him cold, furious, amused, tender. I had never seen him look afraid of me."Say it," I told him. "Whatever you drove across the city rehearsing. I want to hear it from you.""I have a son." His voice cracked on the last word. "I didn't know. Seven years, Seraphina. Genevieve gave him up and never told me, and I've been standing in this life as if I understood what had been taken from me.""Okay.""Okay?" He stared at me. "That's all?""No." I stood, pushing the laptop aside. "That isn't all. But I wanted you to finish before I started."He let out a breath, "Marcus wanted me to read that email and see a man who lied to me," I said. "He wanted forty minutes alone with it so I'd talk myself
The Billionaire Regrets Losing His Chubby Wife Chapter 54: What Marcus Knows
Lucien's povI spent six years building walls so no one could use my past against me. Marcus found a door I didn't know existed.I told myself, for the first hour after the call, that the threat was meant for Seraphina.At noon, I drove to my office to start pulling every file he could possibly have touched. At 12:41, an email arrived from an address I didn't recognize, subject line blank, one attachment.*Thought you should hear it from me first. M.*I opened it standing up.A birth record, a redacted adoption file, and a photograph taken through what looked like a chain-link fence. A boy, six or seven, mid-stride on a school playground with a look I knew better than any face on earth, because I saw it every morning in the mirror.I sat down. I don't remember choosing to.*Father: not listed. Mother: G. Castellanos.* The date was seven years ago, the spring Genevieve took what she called a sabbatical. Four months, she'd said, a family matter, don't ask. I hadn't asked. I'd been too b
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