บททั้งหมดของ THE BILIONAIRE'S DISABLE BRIDE : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Simeon’s sobs broke through the quiet of the apartment, each sound like a desperate plea for help. Mimi rushed to him, her heart pounding as she knelt beside him. His small body was shaking with fear, his face streaked with tears. She reached out, pulling him close, but his trembling only grew stronger. “I don’t want to go with them, Mommy,” he whispered, his voice choked with fear. “I don’t want them to take me.” Mimi’s breath hitched. Her throat tightened as she hugged him, trying to calm him, but a cold knot of dread formed in the pit of her stomach. James was relentless, this wasn’t just a custody battle anymore. This was a war. And she was losing. “Simeon,” she whispered, running her hand through his hair. “No one is going to take you. I won’t let them.” She repeated the words, trying to convince both him and herself. But the uncertainty gnawed at her. She could already hear the wheels of the system turning, and she wasn’t sure she had the strength to stop them. Simeon looked

Mimi sat on the edge of the couch, her fingers nervously tapping the armrest. The television was on, muted for background noise, until the headline flashed across the screen: Local Businesswoman’s Custody Battle Turns Ugly: Mimi's Past Under Scrutiny. Her heart skipped a beat as the image of Scarlett filled the screen.Mimi leaned forward, her eyes fixed on the television. Scarlett’s face, as polished as ever, was staring back at her. The words that followed felt like ice water poured over her.“She abandoned her husband, and now she’s trying to take Simeon from a family who can give him everything he needs,” Scarlett’s voice echoed through the room, each word sharper than the last. “Mimi’s not fit to be a mother. She’s unstable, unfit, and she’ll stop at nothing to drag Simeon into her chaos. She doesn’t deserve him.”The screen cut back to the news anchor, whose expression was stiff, as though unsure whether to comment on the bombshell just dropped.Mimi’s breath hitched, her hands

Jaxon sat at his desk, the hum of his laptop the only sound breaking the silence in the office. The screen in front of him was filled with CrossCorp’s financial reports, pages of numbers, line items, and budgets. But it wasn’t the numbers that had caught his attention; it was a single line buried deep in the reports under the innocuous title, “Project Nemesis.”His brow furrowed as he clicked on the link, his fingers hovering over the keyboard. Project Nemesis, it sounded like something out of a spy thriller. But Jaxon wasn’t one for coincidences. There had to be something more to it, and the thought of CrossCorp being involved in something shadowy made his instincts flare.With one swift motion, he opened another window to investigate the transactions associated with the project. It didn’t take long before the pieces began to fall into place. CrossCorp’s books were clean on the surface, but these transactions, large, untraceable sums moving between offshore accounts, told a different

Mimi sat alone in the dimly lit apartment, the silence of the evening pressing in on her. Her fingers brushed across a stack of old papers, the remnants of a past she had long since tried to bury. But then, something caught her eye. Buried beneath the clutter, a small folder stood out, its contents something she hadn't seen in years. She opened it, revealing a file labeled with CrossCorp's emblem, the company she had once been a part of.Her hands trembled slightly as she scanned the documents inside. Passwords. Access codes. Files she had used back in her old office. For a moment, Mimi hesitated, the weight of the decision pulling at her chest. She knew better than to dive into the murky waters of her past. But something in her gut told her this was more than just curiosity, it was a chance to unearth the truth."Should I?" she whispered aloud, staring at the codes. Her reflection in the window caught her attention, and for a moment, she saw a woman who had been fighting for her son,

Mimi sat across from Lyra in the quiet corner of their favorite café, her fingers nervously tracing the rim of her coffee cup. The familiar hum of conversation around them felt distant, as if it was all happening in another world. Her own world, the one that had been slowly unraveling, was much too real now.She exhaled sharply, a mix of frustration and fear spilling out as she recounted everything she'd uncovered about CrossCorp, James, and Damon. Lyra listened intently, her dark eyes never leaving Mimi's face, as though she could see the weight of the situation settling on her."James... Damon... they’re all connected, aren’t they?" Mimi asked, her voice trembling slightly. "This isn’t just about Simeon. It’s bigger."Lyra nodded, her fingers tapping lightly on her napkin. "I’ve warned you about Damon before. He’s dangerous. You can’t trust him. The man doesn’t care who he has to step on to get what he wants."Mimi bit her lip, trying to make sense of it all. "But I don’t know what