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chapter 124
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The Billionaire's Secret Bride chapter 370
Point of View: Alexander"Ask her," I whispered, nudging Marcus gently forward, and I watched a man who once tried to destroy this entire family go visibly nervous over a question involving a baby who could not yet speak a single word.We were gathered in the nursery, an ordinary Sunday evening finally, no reporters, no folders of old photographs, no notes left in careful, hesitant handwriting, just the six of us together the way I had once believed we might never manage to be, the lamp light soft and golden against the pale walls."I wanted to ask properly," Marcus said, and I noticed his hands were not quite steady, an unfamiliar sight on a man who had once negotiated boardroom coups without breaking a sweat. "Elena. Alexander. I would like to ask if I might be Claire's godfather."The room went quiet in a way that felt entirely different from every other silence this family had endured over the last several weeks, a silence that felt, for once, like anticipation rather than dread.
The Billionaire's Secret Bride chapter 369
Point of View: Elena"Vanessa," my father said quietly, and the name landed in the room like something dropped from a great height, the silence afterward stretching long enough that I could hear the clock ticking somewhere down the hall.I felt my own face go pale, felt Alexander's hand tighten instinctively around mine, and I watched Rosalind grip the arm of her chair simply to have something solid to hold onto, her knuckles whitening against the worn upholstery."That is not possible," I said. "Vanessa helped us expose Isabel. She has been nothing but honest with us since the day she reentered this family's life, standing beside Richard through every part of it.""I am not accusing her of anything," my father said carefully. "I said the handwriting reminds me of hers. I taught her, years ago, back when she still worked closely enough with me to learn my own habits on paper. It could be coincidence. It could be nothing at all, and I would rather be wrong than be the reason we doubt h
The Billionaire's Secret Bride chapter 368
Point of View: Alexander"There is another one," Rosalind said, and something in her voice made me set down the paperwork I had barely been reading in the first place, the pages sliding unevenly across my desk.She was standing in the doorway of the study holding a single folded page, newer than anything else that had come from her mother's box, the paper crisp instead of soft with age, catching the light in a way that made it look almost ordinary, almost harmless."Where did you find this," I asked."Tucked inside my coat pocket," Rosalind said. "I did not put it there. Someone did, sometime today, while we were at the theater, or afterward, I honestly do not know. I only found it when I reached for my gloves."My hands were not steady as I took it from her, and I understood, the moment I unfolded it, why hers had not been steady either, the careful handwriting settling into my vision one line at a time.You did well today. Rosalind deserved to be seen. Keep protecting each other. Th
The Billionaire's Secret Bride chapter 367
Point of View: Elena"Sit down, all of you," my father said, though his voice carried none of its usual steadiness, none of the calm certainty I had built a lifetime of trusting.Alexander and Marcus sat across from him, the folder of photographs between them on the desk like something none of them wanted to touch first, and I stayed close to Alexander's side, needing to hear this as much as either man in the room, my hand resting lightly on the back of his chair. The lamp on my father's desk cast a small warm circle over the folder, leaving the rest of the study in shadow, and for a moment none of us moved, as though speaking first might make the truth arrive faster than any of us were ready for."I think it is finally time you heard this properly," my father said, "from the beginning, instead of in pieces that frighten you more than they explain anything.""Your grandfather," he continued, looking at Alexander now, "and Vincent Sterling were partners once, before either of you were
The Billionaire's Secret Bride chapter 366
Point of View: Alexander"You do not have to come with me," I told Marcus, though we both knew he was coming regardless, already reaching for his coat before I had finished the sentence.The security footage Whitfield's team had pulled showed a man standing across the street from the Sterling building two nights earlier, unmoving for nearly forty minutes, his face angled carefully away from every camera the building owned, as though he had studied the placement of each one beforehand. He left before anyone thought to send someone down to ask his business, but not before the footage caught, just once, the edge of a tattoo on his forearm, faint but distinct, dark ink against pale skin frozen in a single grainy frame."I know that mark," Marcus said, staring at the frozen frame longer than I expected, his voice dropping to something quieter than I was used to hearing from him.I turned to look at him fully. "You recognize it.""I saw it once, years ago, on a man I hired during the worst
The Billionaire's Secret Bride chapter 365
Point of View: Elena"Read it to me again," I said, though I had already heard it twice and understood every word of it far better than I wanted to.Alexander held the phone steady, his jaw tight in the low light of the nursery, the glow of the screen throwing sharp shadows across his face. "They are watching. That is all it says. No name. No number we can trace, according to Whitfield's security team, who ran it through everything they have and came back with nothing.""Sent right after the press conference," I said. "Right after we finally told the truth in public, after we finally did the one thing we thought might make us safer.""Which means either someone did not like what we said," Alexander said, "or someone wanted us to know they saw it happen, that nothing we do escapes their notice for long."Claire slept on, unaware of any of it, her small chest rising and falling with the steady rhythm that had become the only truly peaceful sound in our house lately, and I found myself g
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