All Chapters of Loving The Billionaire Gone Wrong: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

David’s hands gripped the steering wheel tightly as he drove to Henry’s school, his jaw clenched in frustration. His mind was racing, filled with a mixture of fear and rage. Who had dared to take his son? And how had they managed to do it under the high security of the school? He didn’t waste time as he made call after call, demanding answers. Each response he received was vague, unhelpful, or simply infuriating.His usual calm and composed demeanor was long gone, replaced by a storm of emotions he barely held in check. Beside him, Allison sat stiffly, her face pale and stricken with worry. Tears welled in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. “David,” she whispered, her voice tight with panic. “Where is our son? What if—” David’s grip on the wheel tightened even more. “We’ll find him.” His voice was controlled, but she could hear the tension beneath it. Allison shook her head, her breath coming in short gasps. “He must be so scared,” she choked out. “Henry is just a ch

Christian stepped out of David’s home, taking a deep breath to clear his mind. The weight of everything that had happened today still pressed against his chest, but for now, he focused on the sleeping child in his arms. Claire had refused to let go of him, even in sleep, her small hands clutching his shirt tightly. He couldn't help but wonder how scared Claire must have been before they found her and Henry.He glanced at Ali, his friend, who happened to be a hacker and a private investigator, one of the best in the country, nodding in gratitude. “Thanks for coming to help.”Ali gave Christian a reassuring pat on the shoulder. “I wouldn’t have let you handle this alone. You've helped me in the past; I only returned the favor.”Christian’s gaze darkened momentarily as he thought about the janitor. That dumb, senseless man was fortunate—very fortunate that he hadn’t dared to harm Claire when they traced his fat ass. If he had, Christian wouldn’t have hesitated to make him regret it.Wi

Emma sat stiffly on the couch, her fingers intertwined tightly in her lap as she looked at the two figures in front of her. Christian and Claire both wore the same pleading expression, their eyes wide with anticipation as they awaited her answer. It was almost funny how similar they looked at that moment—wide eyes, furrowed brows, and slightly open mouths, staring at her in shock. They turned to each other at the exact same time, their expressions matching perfectly, before quickly looking back at her again. It was like watching two characters in a cartoon reacting to a surprise. Emma had noticed before how much they acted alike, but this was something else. If someone else had been in the room, they would have no doubt that Christian was Claire’s real father. She shook her head and smiled. With the way these two behaved, she knew she could never really say no to them.With a sigh, she finally relented. "Fine. Claire can continue schooling here."Before either of them could cele

Allison ran her fingers along the silk fabric of a designer dress, admiring the details as she flipped through the latest collection of one of her favorite brands. Shopping had always been her therapy, a way to distract herself from the chaos of life. But before she could fully immerse herself in the experience, a respectful yet firm voice interrupted her thoughts."Madam, it's time to pick up young master Henry from school," one of her guards informed her.She glanced at her phone and tsked, realizing it was indeed time. So soon? She'd just barely started shopping.With a sigh, she turned to the store manager, who was standing beside her, treating her like a goddess because he knew just how important she was."Wrap everything up quickly," she instructed sharply.“Yes, Ma'am.”She had been so careful about Henry’s safety since the kidnapping incident and wasn’t about to take any risks. Every morning, she personally dropped him off at school with the guards and made sure to pick him u

Emma stormed into Allison's house, anger burning in her eyes. But the moment she walked right in, she stilled. It felt like the air had been knocked out of her chest. Her eyes landed on Claire and David. There they were—smiling at each other, their expressions filled with warmth. Emma stood frozen, her mind struggling to process the scene before her.They had finally met!At first, she felt nothing but shock. It was as if time had stopped. But then, a sharp pain hit her heart, and her shock quickly turned into anger. Her hands clenched into fists, her jaw tightened, and her face darkened. David turned at the sound of footsteps and was startled to see Emma charging toward him. His brows furrowed in confusion. What was she doing here? Had she come to see him? He never expected that Emma would take the initiative to seek him out.A flicker of something almost like hope surfaced in his chest. He opened his mouth to call her name, to ask—but before he could utter a single word, Emma br