All Chapters of Beautiful Disaster: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

Marybeth looked up from her plate, surprised she'd spoken her thoughts out loud when she found four pairs of eyes staring at her."What did you say?" Blake pressed, leaning forward in his seat as he glared at her."Back the hell up," Austin snarled, squaring off with him.Marybeth had taken just about all she could of the madness. She pushed her plate away and dumped the napkin on the table before jumping to her feet, preparing to leave.Looking Blake dead in the eye, she murmured, "You are a disgusting human being, and you should be ashamed of yourself for trying to profit off of a little girl.""Wait a minute!" Blake yelled as he pushed out of his chair. "Listen here—""No. I've listened to your shit long enough. Now it's your turn to listen to me," Marybeth said firmly. "After everything Austin has done for you…after going through all the trouble of keeping the shit about your sex tape quiet, this is how you repay his kindness? What is wrong with you?""She knows about the sex tape?

Despite promising Marybeth to shut down the nonsense at Crush real quick and be back in the Bay in no time, three days in, Austin was still in Rock Castle.The negotiations with his staff had reached a deadlock, and the mood in the corner boardroom on the top floor of Blaine Inc, the law firm catering to the country's top one percent, was slowly deteriorating.Austin had spent his entire Monday at Crush, listening to everyone gripe about promises of a salary increase made by Gabe, the previous owner. Austin knew they'd been duped, but out of the goodness of his heart, he'd made them an offer. Six per cent. Nothing more, nothing less. But the greedy bastards had pushed back, insisting his offer wasn't worth the paper it was typed on; Gabe had promised them more.On Tuesday, Austin contacted his legal team and instructed them to make the entire mess go away.But by Wednesday evening, they were still nowhere close to a resolution.Austin was tired of sounding like a broken record, and his

Over a thousand kilometres away, Marybeth, like her husband, wasn't having the time of her life; their separation had taken its toll on her.Between her morning sickness, worrying about her father's health, and finalising report cards before the end of the third term on Friday, she was a hot mess of note. Thank heavens she had Anna to help her with Orlando.Monday, the day Austin flew out to Rock Castle, began like any other. But, when half of Marybeth's class still hadn't shown up for their first lesson, she resigned herself to the fact that they weren't coming. Now that they were approaching the end of the school term, it wasn't unusual for her pupils to start their break a week earlier. What she didn't know, though, was if Adeline had joined the rebellious gang willingly or if Carol had kept her home.Just the thought of Carol Scheepers made Marybeth's blood boil. Other than Austin, she hadn't told anyone about the wretched woman's crude attempt at extortion. Thank heavens she'd sto

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Scarlet scooted out of her chair and ran to Marybeth's side. Taking her hands, she asked, "Do you mind running that past me again? What new baby? Do you mean?"Before Marybeth could confirm or deny her suspicions, Scarlett was already losing her mind with joy, drawing Marybeth into a happy dance as she twirled her around the room."Are you for real?" she asked, pausing mid-step. "I'm going to be an aunt? For real? For real?""I wasn't supposed to say anything," Marybeth said. "Austin's worried about too many people knowing. So Scar, please, keep this yourself.""I'm not 'too many people', you know!" Scarlett huffed, her hurt seeping through her words."Scar, you know what I mean.""Marybeth, I'm your best friend. You would have been the first to know if I was pregnant.""Do you think I wanted to keep this from you? Scar, look around you. Look at my life. I have bodyguards and have to be ferried everywhere. I didn't understand any of it at first. But having been thro

It began to rain soon after Austin's chat with Marybeth, and the gentle showers held steady for some time.Ordinarily, the soft pattering sounds of raindrops sliding down the windows would have sent Austin straight to dreamland. But not tonight. His much-needed shuteye remained elusive. It wasn't totally unexpected, though. After all, he had too much on his plate. Too many plans to execute. And too many thoughts churning in his head, so much so that not even a hit of nicotine could fix a fraction of his problems like it usually did. Exhausted at last from staring at the vaulted ceiling for the better part of the hour, Austin kicked off the bedsheets and dragged himself out of bed, resigning himself to working through the night.He padded to the living area and dumped his laptop and a handful of files on the large office desk in the living area. Running his fingers on the smooth Acacia wood, he stood there awhile, contemplating the untouched complimentary bottle of champagne. He could