Semua Bab Captured By A Ruthless Billionaire: Bab 121 - Bab 130

“It was my fault,” Ethan said softly. Valeria’s heart cracked hearing his trembling voice, but she knew she had to let him speak before jumping in to comfort him. “Why do you think that?” she asked gently, stroking his head as he sat curled up, knees pulled to his chest. The boy looked up at her, eyes glassy with tears. “I took her favorite doll and ran. She started chasing after me, yelling for me to give it back. I didn’t stop, and then she tripped and fell,” Ethan explained, lips quivering. Valeria cupped his small face and brushed his tears away with her thumb. “Sweetheart, it wasn’t your fault,” she said softly. She didn’t correct his grammar—this wasn’t the time. “You were just playing with your sister, and that’s okay. But now you know, right? You need to be a bit more careful next time.” Ethan gave a small nod. Valeria smiled and kissed his forehead. “You’re her big brother. It’s in your nature to protect and look out for her. But that doesn’t mean you’re not allowed to

A group of teenagers lounged on the neatly trimmed grass, laughing and chatting as they soaked in the warmth of the sun during their break. Their lighthearted laughter floated through the air, a sharp contrast to the dark thoughts of a woman sitting alone on a bench tucked away in the corner of the park. She wore an expensive-looking blue outfit, complete with a hat, mask, and oversized sunglasses that covered nearly half her face. Sitting upright, she adjusted her glasses and let out a long sigh. The afternoon breeze played with her highlighted blonde hair as her mind drifted to the past. “Oh, those days were so beautiful,” she murmured to herself. “The only thing I used to worry about was which dress to wear to my party… and now?” She gazed into the distance. “Now I have to think about the future. My future… and my bloodline.” Her eyes narrowed as she looked back at the teenagers, a mix of longing and bitterness in her expression. “The only real way to secure anyone’s future i

A gentle but clear voice interrupted. “Do you want to come in and wash your face?” Valeria asked. Sean blinked, a bit confused. “Hm?” “You said something got in your eye. Want to rinse it off first?” Sean followed her gaze toward the small kitchen behind them. He nodded slowly. Oliver reached for his hand, and together they walked to the kitchen. Valeria’s house was small, but it felt warm and full of life. Every corner radiated Jenna’s presence, and that made Sean’s heart race. Emily trailed behind them. She might not share blood with Olivia, but the love Valeria gave her was real. Just as strong as the love Jenna had shown Oliver and Olivia. Just as deep. There was no difference between Olivia, Oliver, Ethan, or Emily. She had embraced them all with a mother’s warmth. “Don’t be scared of me, Liv. I’m a friend of Ben and Valeria,” Sean said, leaning down and gently touching Emily’s cheek. Emily nodded. Her eyes were clear, but she still seemed unsure. “Kids! Why don’t you t

Sean woke up still wearing the workout clothes Jenna had given him the day before. He changed his shirt and stretched his arms over his head. Then, he followed the smell of coffee and waffles coming from the kitchen. He leaned against the wall. Jenna was dancing to rock music while making breakfast. Sean smiled. That was exactly the kind of morning view he wanted to wake up to every day. "Good morning," he said with a smile. Jenna froze mid-dance, her back still to him. She slowly turned around, her face flushed. "Morning," she mumbled softly. "You dance really well," Sean teased. Jenna blushed even more and let out a small laugh. "Oh. Uh, thanks. I guess," she said, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Sean chuckled, still smiling at her. "Waffles?" Jenna asked, holding up a plate stacked with them. Sean shook his head gently. "The storm’s passed. I should take Olivia and Oliver home," he replied. Jenna glanced at the twins, still asleep on the couch. Their chests rose an

“Kids!” Valeria shouted in panic when she saw the two children pulling each other’s hair. She rushed to pull Emily away from Ethan before the little girl could scratch her brother’s eyes. With a heavy sigh, she finally managed to scoop Emily into her arms, away from Ethan. “What happened?” Valeria asked, giving them both a sharp look. “He ate my ice cream,” Emily whined, trying to lunge at Ethan again. Valeria held her back and turned her gaze to Ethan. “Why is it yours? Your name’s not on it,” the boy argued. “And I’m pretty sure it’s not yours either,” Valeria said, narrowing her eyes. “Go to your room, Ethan, and do your homework. And you, young lady, will be doing yours in my room. Got it?” Emily nodded and dashed off to her room, followed closely by Ethan, the two of them shoving each other to see who could get there first. Valeria shook her head at their antics. What on earth was she supposed to do with kids like them? She returned to the kitchen and began choppi