Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE BILIONAIRE'S DISABLE BRIDE : Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

Mimi sat at her kitchen table, absently stirring her coffee while her phone rang. The voice on the other line was bland and impersonal. "We need to talk, Mimi. It's about Scarlett. Her stomach sank. Scarlett, the lady who had been a friend and then a danger, was dead. "What happened?" Mimi asked in a voice that was just above a whisper. The voice took a moment before answering. "She was discovered in her cell. The police say it was a suicide. Mimi felt the words cut through her like a knife. Scarlett, who had always been so determined and full of life—suicide? It didn't make sense. "No," Mimi said, shaking her head as if to get rid of the idea. "That's... no." No way. "That's what they're saying. But the truth is, there aren't any indicators of self-harm. It doesn't make sense. We're still looking into it, but something isn't right. Mimi's fingers hurt because she held the phone so.tightly. She couldn't stop thinking about what this meant. Who had made Scarlett quiet? And why?

James sat at his desk. His office, which had once been spotless, now felt like a jail. The windows used to look out over the busy city, but now they looked far away and cold. He had worked for years to make CrossCorp a strong company, but now it was falling apart because of his own blunders. He grabbed up the glass of whisky in front of him and swirled it around without thinking. The ice crystals hit the glass and made a noise. The amber liquid gave him a little bit of relief, but the guilt kept eating at him. He said, "How did I get here?" more to himself than anyone else. He placed the glass down and his hands shook a little as he looked at the reflection of a man he scarcely knew. The man in the mirror looked far away and lost, like he was drifting away into the shadows of his past. He kept thinking about what had happened in the last few weeks, and every moment reminded him of how he had failed. He let Mimi down, let himself down, and let CrossCorp down. He didn't answer the p

"Jaxon, I..." she said, halting and wringing her hands. "I don't know if I can do this." Damon is still out there. What do we do next? Jaxon drew closer, and his presence was like a rock in the storm of her thoughts. "Mimi, I won't let anything bad happen to you." I promise. "We'll keep going together." She knew he was telling the truth, but the lies, betrayals, and constant terror that had happened to her made her chest feel heavy. "I love you, Jaxon," she murmured, her voice cracking. "But the threat... it's always there. We can't move forward if we're continuously looking back. Jaxon held her hand, and she felt safe because of it. "I know what may go wrong. Yes, I do. I can't be scared of him all the time, though. We have to take a chance. We can't go on. What he said hurt her heart, yet the worry still ate away at her. They had already been through a lot. Could she really go another step into the unknown? Could they? Before she could say anything, a huge bang from outside in

"You've thought about my offer," Damon whispered softly, sinking onto the chair opposite him. "Should I call it a mercy?" James looked up. "You've given me no choice." Damon said, "You always have a choice," his voice quiet and deadly. "But some paths leave you broken on the floor." Some others... let you live. James had to say the words. "I'll work with you." I'll do it if it means saving what's left of CrossCorp. He swallowed hard. "I'll do it." Damon's smile was nasty and narrow. "That's good." Finally, you have some sense. James put his hands on the glass and whispered to himself, "This is for the company." For my kid. But deep down, he understood the truth: he was already a man without an empire, holding on to the idea that he was in charge. Damon stood up and smoothed up his jacket. "James, you either help me or I'll completely destroy you." Do you get it? The words were like a verdict. James nodded, but his chest felt empty after losing. When Damon went, the silence fel

Jaxon, pale from his wounds, made another attempt. "Mimi, you can't face him like this." Damon has the board, men, and money— She cut him off, her voice low but full of grit. "He's going to win if I hide. He becomes stronger every time I run. "I'm not going to give him that." The light caught Lyra's strong cheekbones as she leaned forward in her chair. "You're talking about a battle that is open. You can't take it back once you step out. "Good," Mimi replied, raising her chin. "Let it be war." I've seen him wreck everything we worked for, turn James into a pawn, and scare my family. "Not any more." Jaxon tried to get up, but his body hurt too much from recovering. "Mimi, pay attention to me—" She responded, "I am listening," her voice quieter now, her eyes shining but not giving in. "To myself." To the part of me that won't break. The silence that came after felt thick, like the space between individuals standing on the edge of a precipice. After that, Mimi's phone vibrated on