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One Month Later...Snowmelt glittered along the sidewalks and the city looked softer, calmer. Almost a month had passed since Jessica stood under the blinding lights of the press conference. Since then, courtrooms, lawyers and quiet boardrooms had replaced microphones and cameras. The world she had fought to reclaim was finally hers.Jessica sat at the wide glass desk that once belonged to her mother. Sunlight spilled across the papers in front of her, balance sheets, partnership agreements, and staff reports. William leaned over her shoulder, pointing at a column of numbers on the screen.“You’ll get the hang of it,” he said, his voice low and encouraging. “It’s all logic. Flow of money. Flow of decisions.”She gave him a small, amused smile. “Easy for you to say. You grew up in this world.”“True,” he said, pressing a hand to the back of her chair. “But you’re learning faster than anyone I’ve seen.”She looked back at the numbers. Her mother’s company. Her mother’s legacy. “I still
The Billionaire's 200-Day Bride Chapter 100.
Belinda stared at the television, the sound turned low but the images impossible to ignore. Her own face filled the screen, frozen mid-blink as the anchor recited the latest headlines: “Actress Belinda Harrison Under Investigation for Bribery and Fraud.”Her phone vibrated for the hundredth time. She finally picked it up. “Jericho?” she said, her voice shaky. “Please tell me you’re on your way.”There was a long silence. Then Jericho’s deep voice, colder than she had ever heard it. “Belinda, it’s over.”She sat up straighter, clutching the phone. “No. No, it’s not. We can fix this—”“I just watched Jessica’s press conference,” he said flatly. “The documents. The bribes. The casting couch. And Leon—your father.”She winced at the word. “Jericho, listen to me—”“No,” he snapped. “You lied to me. For years I've been by your side, hoping I could fix you but this... I just can't.” he muttered.“I had to do it!,” she whispered. “You don’t understand how hard it is—”“I understand enough,”
The Billionaire's 200-Day Bride Chapter 99.
The auditorium buzzed like a hive. Reporters squeezed into rows of folding chairs, microphones clustered on the long wooden table at the front. Camera lights glared against polished floors. Outside, protesters held signs with Leon's name crossed out in red.Jessica stood behind the curtain, fingers digging into her palms. She drew in a steadying breath, squared her shoulders, and stepped onto the stage. Flashbulbs popped like fireworks. The roar of voices dimmed to a murmur as she took her place at the podium.“Good evening,” she said, her voice clear over the microphones. “My name is Jessica Newman.”A hush fell. Every camera swung toward her.“I’m here tonight to tell the truth about my mother, Janet Belles. Five years ago, she died under circumstances the police called 'fire accident'. That was a lie.”She paused, letting the words sink in. “It was murder. Planned and ordered by the man who was supposed to protect her — my mother’s husband, Leon Harrison.”Gasps rippled through th
The Billionaire's 200-Day Bride Chapter 98.
Night air clung to Jessica’s coat as she stepped out of the car and into the quiet courtyard of Leon Estate. On second thoughts, she told Reed to take her to Leon. The sprawling mansion loomed above her, its windows like dark eyes watching. The will was in her purse, the original copy her mother had hidden before she died. It named names, offshore accounts, and most importantly tied Leon Beaumont to the trafficking ring. Jessica’s hands trembled as she zipped the bag.William had argued for hours, but in the end he’d let Reed take her to Leon. She climbed the steps, heels clicking softly. At the top she paused, steadying her breath. She rang the bell once. The door opened almost instantly, as if Leon had been standing behind it.He looked older tonight. Gray threading his temples, suit jacket unbuttoned. Yet his eyes were sharp and predatory.“Jessica,” he said slowly. “Home at last.” he smiled.She held his gaze. “I’m not here to stay. We need to talk.”His mouth curled faintly. “
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Next Day...Jessica sat in the back seat, her phone resting in her lap, screen dark. She stared out at the skeletal trees, hands curled into fists inside her coat pockets. The lawyer was here. Somewhere in this remote clinic, hiding behind a false name and a crumbling brick façade. If they didn’t get him out tonight, Leon would.William sat beside her, dark-clad, his face half in shadow. In the front seat, Reed — his head of security — drove with one hand, the other resting on a holstered weapon.“You’re sure he’s inside?” Jessica asked, voice low.Reed nodded. “Room 312. He checked in under the name Edward Barron. We’ve got eyes on the hallway. No sign of Leon’s men yet.”Jessica exhaled, fogging the window. “Yet.”William glanced at her. “Once we’re in, stay behind me. Reed’s team will sweep the exits.”She gave a short nod. “I can handle myself.”“I know you can,” he murmured, “but tonight, let me handle it.”The SUV rolled to a stop behind the building. Reed killed the engine. Je
The Billionaire's 200-Day Bride Chapter 96.
Jessica tightened the clasp on her diamond cuff as the black SUV slid through the private drive of the Clarendon Hotel. Beyond the tinted glass, a sea of camera flashes and velvet ropes glittered. The premiere wasn’t set to begin for another hour, yet the sidewalk was already lined with fans and photographers, their phones as they took pictures and videos.She inhaled slowly, feeling the silk of her gown slide against her skin. The fabric was deep emerald, cut to skim her waist and fall in a liquid ripple to the floor. “Ready?” William asked beside her. His voice was quiet, but it thrummed with something unspoken — alertness, maybe even tension.Jessica turned to him, studying the strong line of his jaw. He was impeccable as always in a tailored black suit with his hair sleeked back.“As I’ll ever be,” she murmured.William’s gaze flicked to her hand resting on her lap. “Nervous?”“I’m thinking,” she said. “About Leon. About tonight. About everything.”His thumb brushed her knuckles.
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