Semua Bab The Billionaires Pawn : Bab 61 - Bab 70

Catherine's POV The room was dimly lit, the faint glow of a single candle casting dancing shadows on the walls. Catherine paced back and forth, the phone pressed to her ear. Her red lips curved into a wicked smile as a familiar voice spoke on the other end. “Is it time for me to step into the game?” the voice asked. It was calm, smooth, and dripping with confidence. “Very soon, my dear,” Catherine purred. “Very soon. After the accident, you’ll have your moment.” There was a chuckle on the other end. “I’m ready whenever you are. Just give me the signal.” “Oh, you’ll know,” she said, her tone sharp now. “This will be a night Lexi won’t forget—if she survives.” The call ended with a soft click, and Catherine stared at the screen for a moment before whispering to herself, “It’s already in motion.” Lexi’s POV The car hummed along the road as Carla and I sat in silence. My thoughts were still tangled in Julian’s call earlier, his voice heavy with worry. I sighed, running my fingers

Kayla’s POV “Any updates on Lexi?” Dad’s voice broke the silence as he leaned against the kitchen counter, his expression tense. I nodded, setting my mug down on the table. “I just spoke to her. She’s fine, Dad.” He frowned. “And? Where is she?” “She said their car broke down, so they had to crash at a motel for the night. Nothing serious,” I replied, keeping my tone casual. Dad exhaled, the lines on his face easing. “That’s a relief. I’ve been worried sick.” “She sounded normal,” I added, hoping to reassure him. “There’s nothing to worry about.” He nodded, though his eyes lingered on me for a moment before he turned away. “Good. Keep checking in with her.” “I will,” I promised. As he disappeared into his study, I picked up my phone again, scrolling through my messages. Something about our conversation nagged at me. Lexi had sounded… off. But maybe I was just overthinking it. Lexi’s POV The sound of Elise pacing in the living room was impossible to ignore, even o

The restaurant had an air of quiet elegance settling over the room. The hum of conversation around us felt distant, like I was in a bubble. Elise and I sat across from Daniel, the private investigator I’d hired. He had sharp eyes, calculating and cautious, like a predator sizing up its prey. “So,” I started, trying to keep my voice steady, “you’re saying you’ll be able to find out who’s behind this?” Daniel leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping against the side of his coffee cup. His eyes scanned the both of us, a hint of amusement on his lips. “I didn’t say I’d find out everything, but I’ll do my best. I’ve got connections—people who know things.” Elise shifted nervously beside me, her fingers fiddling with the edge of her napkin. “You’re sure you can handle this? It’s… it’s not just some simple case. My best friend’s life is at risk.” “Don’t worry, Miss…?” Daniel raised an eyebrow, his attention now on Elise. “Elise,” she replied quickly, her tone clipped. “Lexi and I h

Julian’s POV The moment I got the intel on Catherine’s hideout, my blood boiled. For weeks, she had evaded us, her twisted plans always just out of reach. But now, justice was a step closer. I stood with the DPO and his men outside the decrepit cabin, my fists clenched. “This ends today,” I muttered, my voice low but firm. The officers nodded, their weapons ready. I signaled for them to move, and they surged forward, breaking through the door. Catherine barely flinched when they stormed in, her piercing gaze meeting mine as if she’d been expecting us. “Well, well,” she sneered, standing slowly with her hands raised. “If it isn’t the hero himself.” I ignored her venom and stepped forward. “Catherine, you’re under arrest for attempted murder and countless other crimes. Your reign of terror is over.” Her lips curled into a smirk. “Reign of terror? Dramatic, aren’t we?” Before I could respond, I felt a hand on my arm. I turned to see Lexi. She was trembling, her hazel eyes w

Julian The courtroom was a battlefield—a war of words, evidence, and strategy. I stood at the back, arms crossed, watching as the judge’s gavel struck to bring the room to order. Catherine sat at the defense table, her face a picture of practiced vulnerability. Her lawyer looked polished and confident, but I could see through the façade. They had something up their sleeve, and I wasn’t going to let my guard down. Then she walked in. Lexi was poised, dressed impeccably, her face unreadable. She walked past me without a glance, taking her seat beside Catherine’s lawyer. I leaned toward the DPO. “This doesn’t feel right.” He frowned. “What do you mean?” “She’s up to something. I can feel it.” The DPO sighed. “Julian, you’ve got to trust the system. Catherine’s case is solid. She’s going down for this.” I didn’t respond. My instincts told me otherwise. Alexa I sat beside the lawyer, my pulse steady, my breathing controlled. This was my moment to cement everything. Cath