All Chapters of Claiming the billionaire ceo genius baby: Chapter 81 - Chapter 83

Alistair sat at his desk, the weight of the world resting on his shoulders. The door creaked open, and the servant put a closed envelope on the table. There is no return address. No name. Alistair's breath hitched as he opened the envelope and unfolded the solitary piece of parchment inside. His heart sank with every line as he read the words. The message started with "Alistair." "I haven't forgotten." I have been patient. And now is the moment. This time, your fall will be quick, and I'll take all you care about. He held the letter tightly, and his knuckles turned white. He whispered, "Alexander." The man who had once been a trusted comrade was now his biggest enemy. Alistair's heart raced. The message was a warning: no more games. Alistair couldn't stop Alexander's revenge from happening. The deep silence was broken by the sound of Belle's delicate footsteps as she came in. She was a stabilising influence, yet she could still sense the strain in the air. "What's the matter?"

"You've come," Alexander's aggressive and taunting voice resonated through the silence. "I didn't think you would be this dumb." "Let him go, Alexander," Alistair growled, and without thinking, he reached for the dagger in his belt. "This ends tonight." Belle stood next to him, her eyes angry, but her hand shook in his. She never wanted to come here, but they both knew they had to face each other. Alexander laughed, and it sounded like gravel crunching underfoot. "Oh, Alistair, you have it all wrong. This isn't the finish for me; it's simply the start. He stepped forward, and his eyes sparkled with the promise of trouble. "You think you can stop me? You think you're the only one who has played this game? Belle stepped closer, her body tense, and said, "You're crazy." "You're just a coward hiding behind your plans." "Scared?" Alexander's lips turned into a smile. "Belle, I'm not the one concealing. Your dear son... he's the one who's in danger. Alistair's heart raced. "What do yo