Semua Bab Beyond Betrayal: Marry His Brother: Bab 211 - Bab 220

I looked around, unsure where to even begin searching for Isla. “Mr. Westwood!” I turned as the hotel manager rushed over, catching me off guard. “The woman inside… she’s making a scene. She’s crying and asking for you.” My mind immediately went to Isla’s friend; perhaps something had happened. I asked, “You mean the woman I dropped off earlier?” “No, sir. This is someone entirely different. She claims you abandoned her.” A cold realization washed over me as I followed him through the marble corridors. The moment I stepped into the lounge, she was sitting on the carpet barefoot, her heels tossed aside, hair a little messy. A small group of hotel staff hovered around her in a loose semicircle, their faces torn between professional concern and quiet panic. “I’m with Lucas Westwood! Why are you hiding him from me?” Isla insisted. An elegantly dressed guest snapped, arms crossed, phone already in hand. “Call the police! Who even is this woman?” “No one calls anyone,” I said, my

Like the first time we kissed, Lucas’s lips sent a rush through my entire being, blurring every emotion crowding my head. They washed away the doubts I had buried deep, until all that remained was the heady mix of our breaths in that passionate moment. He inhaled sharply as we pulled apart, only to let his lips trail down to my neck, hot and unrelenting. At twenty-five, I had never felt lips against my throat, had never known how such a simple touch could brand itself into memory. A moan climbed up my throat, but I bit my lip to stop it from spilling out. Then, without glancing at the untouched five-star meal on the table, he scooped me into his arms. He carried me to the couch, my hair fanning out against the cushions, and his mouth found mine again, hungry and consuming. Lucas’s kisses were hard to put into words. They were intense, like they carried both flavor and fire, as if he were trying to memorize the taste of me. And I kissed him back with the same urgency, giving in c

Gazelle had been quiet for some time as we sat in the car. Our meeting with the Fosters hadn’t gone well. She kept her gaze fixed outside the window, lost in thought. The silence started to feel heavy, so I decided to break it. “I-I’m sorry if I lost control back there,” I said, breaking the tension. “I shouldn’t have let Elara get under my skin like that.” She finally turned to me and let out a quiet sigh. “It’s okay. I’m sorry, too, for going silent. My head’s just all over the place; thinking about the Foster Corporation, the wedding, my baby twinkle…” Relief washed over me. At least the silence hadn’t been about my outburst. “About the issues you’re investigating,” I said carefully, “the engineers we spoke with earlier seemed unaware of what’s happening.” “They are,” Gazelle replied. “The refineries are overseas, so they outsourced manpower outside of Foster Corporation. That’s where the contract went wrong. I only discovered the third-party involvement during my audit. I not

My eyes met Lucas Westwood’s, and I swallowed hard as he stopped just inches before me. Before I could process what was happening, his arms encircled my waist and lifted me effortlessly. My hands found his shoulders instinctively, seeking balance, just as his mouth claimed mine in a kiss that made the world disappear. A sudden chime echoed through the penthouse, cutting through the moment and forcing our lips to part. “Damn! Perfect timing,” he muttered, clearly annoyed by the interruption. “That’s probably the stylist and his team,” Lucas said, setting me down as we stepped into the living space. He checked the security system and buzzed them in. “Would you mind greeting them?” He turned back to me, his expression softening. “This is your home now, Isla. I want you to feel comfortable here with everything, including the people who come and go.” I nodded, moved by the weight behind his words. Lucas disappeared into his bedroom while I waited for the guests to arrive. Geez, I si

Isla I didn’t want to cause any trouble for Lucas with his family, so I asked for an excuse to step away. I only meant to clear my head, but I didn’t expect we wouldn’t return to the gathering at all. Now I couldn’t help but wonder what his parents or relatives thought about our sudden disappearance. “Thank you,” I said softly as Lucas drove. I wasn’t used to having someone defend me like that, and I truly appreciated both him and his friends for standing by me. “Are you sure it was okay for us to leave like that? Isn’t your family important to you?” He kept his eyes on the road but answered without hesitation. “I won’t lie, my sister has already asked to speak with me. They want me at the mansion tonight. But this isn’t about whether someone’s family or not. If they crossed a line, I do not have to adjust or pretend nothing happened. What went down tonight… that wasn’t like them at all.” A part of me tensed. I had a feeling Elara and my dad had something to do with it. The thoug