All Chapters of Mr Celebrity’s Hidden Wife : Chapter 31 - Chapter 38

LEONARD. “We got to move quickly,” Derrick said, and I couldn’t help but agree. “Dad, you and King Charles will stay here while Derrick and I will go with the squad,” I instructed, and he frowned. “But that’s dangerous.” “I want to go, Dad,” I replied, putting on a bulletproof jacket and an earpiece. “Alright, but be careful,” Dad said, and I nodded. “Can you tell me the exact building she is in?” I asked Cole, who was typing away on his laptop. “The third building on your right, but it seems the signal is moving,” he said with an arched brow. “Sir, it seems they have gotten an idea that we are here.” a soldier reported, and I frowned. “How did they get such crucial information about this when we made sure to be careful.” I pondered and one thought came to my mind *we have a traitor.* I stared at all the soldiers but stopped when I saw two men who were close to each other saying something lowly, I need to keep an eye on those two. “If we have to start a gunf

LEONARD’S POV CONT. “Have it your way then.” He pulled the trigger and everything happened so fast that the next thing I knew was seeing Derrick on the floor with blood coming out of his stomach and mouth and the man being apprehended. “DERRICK!.” I yelled running to him, I squatted on the floor and held his hand. “You will be fine,” I said and turned to the soldiers. “Lift him, gently.” The two soldiers held Derrick gently as we walked to the helicopter. “Hurry up.” I yelled at the soldiers as they carried Derrick into the helicopter and as soon as Dad saw us he gasped. “What happened?” He asked worriedly, I shook my head before walking in still carrying Diana who had fainted. “Let’s go.” The captain yelled closing the door and the pilot nodded, I turned to see King Charles holding Derrick’s hands whispering words to him. *he’s going to be fine* I thought as the helicopter took off. FAST FORWARD I was pacing up and down in the hospital hallway impatiently,

EPILOGUE 2. This chapter is dedicated to those who took the time to read, comment, and vote. Thank you for your love and support, everyone. SEVEN MONTHS LATER DIANA. Life has been going great for me, although I’ve faced some challenges with my mental health issues. Thankfully, it’s all okay now, all thanks to my psychologist, Dr. Renee. She has helped me get back to my daily life; I no longer flinch or get startled when someone touches me. I’ve come to accept the fact that I’m a princess now, and sometimes, it still feels unbelievable that I come from a royal family. Even Harmony was surprised and happy for me. Thinking back to how I reacted when Leonard broke the news makes me laugh. I was such a jerk—sorry, I meant to say that princesses don’t curse. Oops! I argued with Leonard that he was lying, insisting my family was dead and would never come back. But after much persuasion, along with the story and evidence he provided, I hugged my dad for the first time. “Thinking again?”

**DIANA** The cars parked in the underground parking lot, and we all got out. We took the private elevator to avoid the press due to my anxiousness. I was sweating profusely and wasn’t sure if I could pull this off without a flaw. "Come on, girl, you can do this," I repeated in my head like a mantra, reassuring myself and building my confidence. Jeanne held my hand and gave me a warm smile, allowing me to breathe out and calm myself down. "Thanks, Jean," I said, appreciating her effort to soothe me. "You’re welcome." As we entered the main hall, I saw exactly what I had expected—and yet nothing like it. Reporters from various news stations and fashion magazines lurked around, eager for any news. Famous fashion designers like Tom, Alexander, and Coco sat in the front row, scanning the room, waiting for the show to begin. "They are waiting for you, Diana," my subconscious squealed, making me feel giddy inside. I took three deep breaths before approaching them while repeating my m