Todos los capítulos de Billionaire Surrendered: Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

"Do you remember one of those friends of mine who visited me in the hospital? Sarah? "I asked Fred, and he denied it with his head. "She told me that she had paid a visit to Brazil once, in a very small city and in a state that few are interested in knowing. She said that there were no beaches there, but that it was mountainous and very beautiful. He said that when he visited the capital, he went crazy to realize that on every corner, there was a different bar. And even more than in each bar, a kind of bread with cheese was sold, which they used to eat all the time. At any time of the day. She said she ate it for breakfast, and that it was the best combination with coffee. This thing we are eating must be as close as the description of the bread she ate.”Fred observed his own dish in front of him, with a small round and very hot bread, which moments before had been keeping company for the basket with others of them among us. That snack bar was in a discreet place, and it was perfect

I thought that day would start in many ways, but meeting Jack Bailey with his ass exposed and Becca's best friend with one of the legs on her shoulder was not the way I would consider possible."Shit" grumbled Becca's friend, pushing Jack and trying to hide his plump body with a blanket thrown on the couch. For Jack, it only took to try to get out of our focus of vision as soon as possible, sticking behind the couch, probably in search of his clothes. The woman named Elizabeth needed a moment to recover, so she opened a wide smile and stood up to meet Becca. “Friend! You finally left home! I can't believe I'm seeing you without that bunch of hospital wires. How are you? How do you feel? Are you eating properly? Do you have any news?”Becca was confused by the bombardment of questions, and didn't know if she looked at her friend, or if she tried to ignore Jack's curses when looking for her own clothes. There was a shirt hanging on the coffee table, and the jeans with a belt were thrown

"You're shaking," I told Becca, when she leaned against me as she hurriedly walked out of the building where she lived. "What did you talk about?”"There's something wrong," Becca said, looking over her shoulders. "Not with this marriage story, but with the time when everything is happening. As far as I remember from college, Elizabeth didn't refuse to go to a party and flirt with people. Since we lived together, she never told me about a possible fiancé or any kind of relationship she had with my boss. Besides, even if their relationship is open, it seems very strange to me that I only know that now. How did they hide for eight years?”It shouldn't have been more than half an hour since we had arrived at that address, but the sun was already punishing the few who passed through the streets at that moment. Becca wore shorts and a simple shirt, but still made a face when she felt the heat on her skin. My security guards followed us, and those who remained in the cars started and remain

"Honestly, I don't even know why the fuck I invent to ask for help from any of you! "Med Maddie shouted, even before Becca and I passed through the door of the little room where she was being kept to have testimony collected. The police station was in full uproar, and they were even more when they saw me entering through the door with a fleet of security guards. "I've been calling since early in the morning, when I was entitled to a phone call. I've just been calling for hours and no one answers me. Everyone refuses, everyone drops it in the fucking mailbox, and no one helps me! I'm being kept in this horrible place, and you guys are playing house.”"Maddie, keep calm," I asked in a harsh tone, because Becca shrank when she saw Maddie in that state. She wasn't used to my sister's new personality type, which looked like a caged Pitbull most of the time. "If you keep screaming like that, Detective Stuart won't allow this conversation.”Madeleine laughed out loud, hysterical. She was sit

"I already said I didn't know Rebecca Smith," said Elide, looking exhausted, but still with that air of superiority when talking to one of the police officers in front of her. She was wearing a totally white outfit, which highlighted her blonde hair stuck in a bun. But what really caught the eye was his skin tone. We were informed that Elide had been found on an island in Miami, while all the chaos was happening in Seattle. She was perfectly tanned. "We never met before the charity party that the Hanson family had given. The whole high society was invited, and it was only there that I learned that the two had resumed the relationship. As far as I was aware of the situation, in Fred's own words, he had ruined everything and didn't know how to fix it.”"And what was your orientation in the face of Mr. Hanson's outburst? "Asked the lower police officer, sitting to the left of Elide.The cynical woman shrugged, as if the subject didn't even matter to her. In fact, it seemed that Elide was