All Chapters of Claiming the billionaire ceo genius baby: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The engines of the moving truck hummed as it went down the dusty road and into Phoenix. The sun shone down without pausing, turning everything golden. It was completely different from the grey sky and the memories they were leaving behind. Belle gazed out the window of the automobile and hung on to the edge of the seat with her fingers. She was sad because she didn't know what to expect from this new chapter. Arizona felt like it was a long way from the life she had built and the challenges she had dealt with. Was this really a new start, or just a place to escape the past? Alistair said how quiet she was. He reached out and touched her hand. "You're thinking about it again, aren't you?" Belle groaned and stared out towards the horizon. "I'm just wondering if we can genuinely leave everything behind. The problems and the secrets. Will it come with us? "Will I ever be free of the shadows?" Alistair held her hand tightly to comfort her. "Belle, the shadows will always be a part of u

Gabrielle stood at the door of her new office, her fingers caressing the cool metal handle while she thought for a moment. The subtle buzz of the metropolis beyond the door was very different from the calm existence she had left behind. She had given up the craziness of her former life for something new that seemed more like her own. There were bookcases and windows around the walls of the office that provided her a full view of the city. This made her feel like she was finally in charge. She had made a lot of progress. Her business, which she had built from the ground up, was doing well, and for the first time in years, she felt at peace. Stop running away from the past. No more hiding. She was Gabrielle, and she was standing up. The phone rang as she was sitting at her desk. The number was unknown, but something about it made her want to know more. She answered, but not right away. "Gabrielle? Charles Walker is who it is. I heard about how well you've done, and I think it's time

"I can't believe we're actually doing this," Belle said, staring out the window as Alistair unpacked the car. She could feel the ghosts of the Kensington estate pressing against her chest, even though she was in a new city. Alistair came in with a box in his hands and stopped when he noticed her expression. He set the box down. He whispered softly, "I know it feels strange, but this is for us." For our future. "A new beginning." Belle looked at him, her eyes scanning his face for what he saw. He had always been hopeful, but this move was more than just a new address. It was all of it. "Do you really think this will be enough?" She asked in a voice that was barely above a whisper. "Can we really leave everything behind?" Alistair moved forward and took her hands in his. "We're not running away from the past, Belle." We're going forward. And we can change it. His voice got softer. "This is only the first step." The doorbell rang, ending the moment. Belle's pulse raced and her mind

Belle stood by the window and looked down at the street below, which was peaceful. The house felt heavier than it had before, and the silent corners were louder now that her mind was blank. She had a hard time with the pregnancy, and her body was no longer hers. She felt a light touch on her shoulder and turned to see Alistair come into the room with a worried look on his face. He said as he got closer, "You've been quiet all day." "I'm just tired," she said in a voice that didn't sound real. Yes, she was exhausted, but not the way he anticipated she would be. Alistair turned his head and looked her in the eye. "Is it the baby?" he inquired. Belle tried to smile, but it didn't last long. "That's not all, Alistair. It's all of it. All of this makes me feel like I'm not myself anymore. She pointed at the house next door. "These roles are the only things that make me who I am." Being a wife, having a child, and living this new existence... Alistair's face relaxed, and he took her ha

"You're doing well," Alistair said, his voice full of both pride and worry. "But remember, Theodore, being a leader is more than just making decisions. You have the future on your shoulders. Theodore nodded, but he looked like he meant it. "Okay, Dad. I've been getting ready for this moment my whole life. At that moment, the door swung open. Alistair's close friend and member of the Kensington family, Victor Byrne, came in. But suddenly, Alistair saw a hardness in his eyes that he had never seen before. In a short voice, Victor said, "Alistair, Theodore." "We need to talk." You need to know something. Alistair's gut got tight. He knew something was wrong. "What is it?" Victor took a moment to think. "Someone in the company doesn't like your option. They believe you let them down by resigning. Alistair, it's making things tight. I think it will only become worse as time goes on. Everyone stopped chatting in the room. Theodore's gaze traveled back and forth between his father and