Semua Bab The Womanizer's Mute Wife : Bab 191 - Bab 200

Knight frowned, pushing up from the massive ergonomic chair in his office. His voice was sharp, commanding.“Princess. What happened?”No answer. Only the sound of her ragged breathing.And then—another voice. A voice that made every muscle in Knight’s body turn to stone.“You saw my little surprise, baby girl.”Keenan.Knight’s blood ran cold.“Baby, go back into the studio,” he said quickly, already striding toward the door. He yanked it open just as Damon appeared, heading straight for him.One look at Knight’s face and Damon knew. Something was very, very wrong.From the phone in Knight’s hand, Keenan’s voice slithered out again, mocking.“Is that Knight I hear on the line, my pretty?”Damon’s jaw clenched, his expression darkening instantly.Knight’s growl rumbled low, lethal. “Where the fuck are the men who are supposed to be with her?”His PA, sitting at her desk, jumped at the sheer force of his tone. She looked confused, pale, but didn’t dare speak.“Baby, leave that place. G

Donald’s eyes went wide when he noticed Genesis standing in the doorway, her gaze flickering from the bloodied napkin in his hand to the pallor of his face. Before he could say a word, his son rushed into the kitchen.At first, Kieran’s eyes found Genesis. Then he followed her stare, and his breath caught when he saw the napkin clutched in his father’s hand. The words on his lips died, his throat tightening.“Dad… what’s…” His voice faltered as Donald quickly turned toward the sink, hiding his face.Kieran stepped forward, brow furrowing deeper with every step. “What’s going on? Why is there blood?” His voice was sharp, demanding, but underneath it lay something else—fear.Genesis lingered at the door, her chest tight, her mind caught on the image of red blooming across white. Something was wrong. Deeply, terribly wrong.Donald’s back was rigid. His grip on the sink was so fierce his knuckles blanched. Then, slowly, he turned.A practiced smile tugged at his weathered face. “It’s noth

“Ma’am, we have arrived,” the driver said with a furrowed brow as he turned to look at Genesis.She didn’t answer. She only stared at the building. Her building.Her chest tightened as she thought of the last time she’d walked through those doors. Kieran had been beside her then, his hand anchoring her. Now, the seat beside her was empty. She was alone.But she needed to be.With a deep breath, Genesis pushed open the car door and stepped out.Cameras flashed immediately. Reporters swarmed from the sidewalk, their voices rising in chaotic unison:“Mrs. Caldwell, is it true you’ve taken over everything from the Caldwell's?”“Will Caldwell Tech be restructuring under your leadership?”“Do you plan to sell the casinos?”Genesis didn’t stop. She didn’t answer. She walked straight through the revolving glass doors, her heels clicking against the polished floor.The lobby fell silent the moment she appeared. Again, just like last time heads turned, whispers rippled, but this time her presen

“So will Lily be going back to school?” Daisy asked from where she sat next to Genesis, her eyes wide, sparkling with curiosity.Melissa sipped the juice in front of her and then set it down gently before answering. “No, she wouldn’t need to do that.”Genesis nodded silently. She didn’t want to go back to a traditional school—there were too many things happening in her life now, too many responsibilities.“Huh, why not?” Lily pressed, tilting her head.Melissa chuckled softly, her eyes warm as she looked at Genesis. “Because we’ve found a way for you to get everything you need without sitting in a classroom full of other students. I know a principal at a high school nearby, and through him, I have the authority to tutor you on everything you’ll need to know to write your GED. You’ve already learned so much with me—reading, writing, math, science—and this test will prove it. You don’t need to sit in Year Twelve with the other students; you’ll be ready to take your GED in just a few mon

“Eddieeeee!”A voice called out from a few feet away, near the velvet rope of the VIP lounge. Inside, Eddie Turner was seated with a girl draped over each arm, his smirk wide, his drink in hand.He looked up, grin stretching when he spotted a familiar face pushing through the crowd. His longtime friend.“Paloooo,” Eddie drawled, getting up from his seat. He staggered slightly, and the girl on his left caught his arm. Eddie rewarded her with a lazy smile before fishing into his pocket, pulling out crisp dollar bills, and dropping them on her thigh.Then he turned to his friend.For a moment, the two men stood across from each other, faces tight with mock frowns—before breaking into loud, obnoxious laughter and pulling each other into a bear hug.When they pulled away, Palo clapped a hand on Eddie’s shoulder, giving him a once-over and shaking his head.“The rumors didn’t lie.”Eddie’s brows knitted, though he already knew what rumor circled the streets. “And what rumor is that?”Palo c