TRAPPED BY A RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

As we arrived at the hospital, a swarm of paparazzi descended upon us. It's crazy how widely bad news ends up spreading, and the way they were so eager for any scoop on the tragedy. They bombarded me with questions, but thankfully, Eva took the lead as she swiftly intervened, pulling me through the bulging crowd.“She’s such bad luck” someone from the crowd sneered, and I couldn’t help but agree.I’ve never had the smoothest part of living. Was there a word worse than "unlucky?" because that’s exactly what I was.Eva continued to guide me, her firm grip on my wrist as I stared blankly ahead, allowing her to take charge.-----------As I stood in the hospital's cold hallway, the detective's words still echoed in my mind. I had just seen Catherine's lifeless body, and the reality of her death hit me like a ton of bricks.The detective handed me a card. "Come to the station whenever you're ready, Ms. Quinn. We need to discuss some things."I nodded numbly, my eyes fixed on the card. Eva's

QUINN'S POVI sat on the kitchen island, watching as Eva expertly piped icing onto a new batch of freshly baked cupcakes. The aroma of sweet vanilla and melting chocolate filled the atmosphere, transporting me to those happy times when we just stayed home and baked all day."I'm finally considering your option of relocating," I said, breaking the comfortable silence between us. Eva's eyes shined with excitement as she turned to face me."Really?" she asked. "I've been thinking it's actually for the best, Quinn. You deserve a fresh start, away from all this drama and stress." I nodded in agreement, feeling a gush of determination wash over me. "Once this case is settled, I want nothing to do with this environment any longer," I declared.Eva smiled warmly, her eyes crinkling at the corners as she dragged my cheeks with her cream-stained hands. "I'm glad you're finally seeing reasons with me," I shrugged, watching her as she paused and placed her hands over the cupcakes to smooth them

I walked back into the hospital, my feet just moving on autopilot. I approached the nurse's station where a friendly face disclosed that the children were awake.My heart skipped as I followed her to the children's ward. As we entered the room, my eyes landed on two tiny bundles of joy, sitting up in their beds and looking around with curious eyes as Maya made descriptions in the air like she was telling them a story. My eyes welled up with tears just from watching them.Maya caught my gaze and said, "Okay, kids, I want you to meet someone special. This is your Aunt Quinn." The little boy, with his messy brown hair, looked up at me and grinned. "Hi, Aunt."Avery, with her big brown eyes and curly pigtails, looked up at me and said, "Aunt Quinn, Mama says you're a fighter."I chuckled, taking a seat between their beds. "Well, I try my best to help people feel better and you guys have to be strong, okay?."They nodded as I took Avery's hand in mine. "I'll do my best to make you feel bet

MATT'S POVI quickly grabbed my phone and dialed Eva's number, my mind on edge with anticipation. When she answered, I could hear the faint sound of chattering and music in the background."Hello, Eva. I need to see you right away," I said, trying to convey that it was urgent without alarming her."I'm in the middle of an event, Matt. Can we reschedule for later?" She asked, almost screaming into the phone.I hesitated for a moment before responding. "I'm afraid it can't wait, Eva. Is Quinn with you?" I asked, in hopes that Quinn's presence might make her more willing to leave."No, she stepped out a while ago, saying she had somewhere to go. What's going on, Matt? You're beginning to get me worried," she asked, her tone laced with concern.I took a deep breath before responding. "There's someone I want you to meet, Eva. Someone who has information that might be...enlightening. Please, just trust me on this. I'll text you the address. Can you get here as soon as possible?"Eva hesitate

BRYAN'S POVMy mind was traveling as I tried to process the information Lucas had just dropped on me. I thought back to my childhood, to the countless times I asked my mother about my father's death. She always told me the same story: Sutherland had betrayed my father, and his death was no accident. She would whisper it to me in hushed tones, her eyes always filled with tears, sadness and fear whenever she remembered. It became a really difficult topic that I dreaded ever mentioning to her.But now, Lucas is telling me that Sutherland wasn't responsible? It didn't add up. I felt this sudden feeling of anger and confusion. I was supposed to have a meeting with fucking Jasper, but anything could wait right now.I quickly picked up the phone and dialed my assistant's number. "I need you to come to my office right away."As I waited for him to arrive, I paced back and forth in my office, trying to make sense of everything. Lucas's words kept echoing in my mind. Shortly after, there was a k