BOUND BY THE BILLIONAIRE LAWYER. のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

If only wishes came true, then Sophie wouldn’t have found herself in the condition that she was in today. She was beyond broken, terrified even, to some extent. What had become of her life? Why was fate playing such a cruel game with her?The bomb Maxwell dropped left a huge wound on her heart, one she wasn’t even sure would heal. It ached and, at the same time, suffocated her. She didn’t want to believe what he said because Drake told her how dangerous Maxwell was, but then again, how sure was she that Drake could be trusted?She wiped her tears and decided to steel her heart. She was done giving those men the leverage of trampling on her.She grabbed her phone, which was lying carelessly on the bedside, before she dialed a number. The phone rang for a few seconds before it was answered.“Sophie? Is everything all right?” Lucas said in a soft tone that somehow got to Sophie’s heart.She broke down again at that moment and couldn’t say anything to Lucas. He panicked and asked, “Where

Sophie sat stiffly in the passenger seat of Lucas’ car, her hands clenched tightly in her lap, nails pressing against the fabric of her dress. The tension inside the vehicle was thick, nearly suffocating, wrapping around them like an invisible force neither could shake. The city outside blurred past in a haze of car lights and distant headlights, but she barely registered any of it. Her mind was elsewhere, tangled in the game of deceit and unanswered questions that seemed to stretch on with no clear end in sight.She had been so sure that this time, she would find something—anything—that would break the case open. But so far, all she had were scraps of information, fragmented pieces that refused to fit together. Drake had given her an impossible task: prove that he had murdered Edward. And yet, despite everything she had uncovered, she was still standing at the precipice of uncertainty, unable to make the final leap.There were financial ties between them. Large transactions. A histor

Sophie had expected Catherine to be gone.After everything that had happened, after the heated confrontation and the tension that had nearly suffocated the house, she had assumed—no, expected—Catherine to pack her things and leave. To retreat to whatever life she had outside these walls, far away from Sophie and Drake.But she was still here.Sophie’s eyes narrowed as she stood at the edge of the staircase, staring down at the woman who lounged in the living room as if she had every right to be there. Catherine was sipping tea from a porcelain cup ld, her legs crossed, her expression one of absolute ease.The audacity.Sophie descended the stairs slowly, her heartbeat a steady drum against her ribs. Her mind replayed the events of the past few days, the evidence she had gathered, the whispers she had followed, the pieces of a puzzle that refused to fit together.She wasn’t going to let this go, not now.Not when she was this close.Catherine glanced up when Sophie stepped into the roo

Sophie’s hands were still shaking as she pushed open the grand doors of Drake’s mansion. The adrenaline from the attack hadn’t fully worn off, but exhaustion was beginning to creep in.Lucas leaned against her, his weight heavy, his breath labored. She had managed to stop the bleeding temporarily, but he needed medical attention—and fast.The house was eerily silent as they stepped inside. The usual staff was nowhere to be seen, making the air feel heavier, as if the walls themselves were holding secrets.She didn’t have time to think about that.Lucas groaned, his legs nearly giving out.“Hold on,” Sophie muttered, tightening her grip around his waist. “We’re almost there.”She half-dragged, half-carried him toward the nearest guest room, her mind racing. She should have taken him to a hospital, but Lucas had insisted on coming here. He said they couldn’t trust anyone else.And after what had just happened, she wasn’t sure he was wrong.Once inside the dimly lit room, Sophie eased hi

The sun hung high over the mansion, casting golden streaks across the marble floors. Sophie stretched lazily, glancing out at the shimmering blue of the pool. A break was long overdue. Her body ached from the tension of the past few days—the divorce proceedings, Lucas’s injury, the weight of secrets pressing down on her shoulders. She needed a distraction.Something thrilling.Slipping into her room, she reached for the newest addition to her collection—a sheer, black lingerie set that left little to the imagination. Lace hugged her curves, delicate straps resting against her skin, teasingly thin. It was a reckless choice, but maybe reckless was exactly what she needed right now.She stepped outside, walking toward the pool with an air of indifference, as if she wasn’t aware of the way the silk clung to her body. As if she didn’t notice the way Lucas’s gaze flickered toward her before he let out a low whistle.“Well, well. Someone’s feeling bold today,” he mused, leaning back against