All Chapters of THE BILLONIARE UNWANTED SUBSTITUTE BRIDE: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

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AFTERMATH AND AWAKENINGS

Rain fell in gentle sheets as the black SUV cruised through the deserted streets of Manhattan. The city, usually a cacophony of sound and motion, felt hushed as if holding its breath after what had unfolded in that warehouse. Inside the vehicle, silence reigned. But it wasn’t empty. It was the silence of minds reeling, hearts pounding, and realities shifting.Scarlett sat in the backseat beside Seraphina, who stared blankly out the window, her body wrapped in a wool coat two sizes too big. Her hands trembled slightly in her lap, fingers twitching as if still feeling the ghost of the power that had erupted from her.Sebastian sat up front, one elbow resting on the door, his jaw tight, his gaze fixed forward but his mind was miles away. His mother’s letter still burned in his inner coat pocket, a weight both comforting and agonizing.“You okay?” Scarlett asked Seraphina softly.Seraphina blinked, then turned toward her slowly. “I think so. I feel like… like I’ve been asleep for years an

Last Updated : 2025-06-09

BEHIND the scene

The morning light seeped in timidly through the glass panels, painting ghostly reflections across the penthouse floor. Outside, the city pulsed with its usual rhythm horns blaring, voices rising, feet rushing across sidewalks but inside, time felt suspended, as though the entire world had pressed pause to give space for the quiet reckoning unfolding within those walls.Scarlett stirred slowly beneath the sheets, the familiar scent of musk and mint clinging to the pillows Sebastian. Warmth still lingered where he had been lying, but his arm remained draped across her waist, possessive even in his tension. His breathing was slow and deliberate, not quite restful. She didn’t need to look to know his eyes were open.“You’re awake,” she whispered without turning.There was a pause before his voice answered, low and rough. “I haven’t really slept.”She finally shifted, turning to face him. His hair was disheveled, shadows dark beneath his eyes, but what caught her was the vulnerability in t

Last Updated : 2025-06-10

SECRETS WRITTEN IN BLOOD

The air in Damien’s office was thick with unease. Rain still lashed against the windows, the low rumble of thunder echoing in the distance. He stood by the glass wall, arms crossed, lost in thought, until Sebastian’s voice pulled him back.“You knew about Elyon Corporation,” Sebastian said, his voice tight.Damien turned slowly. “I knew it was one of Navarro’s laundering shells. But I didn’t know it connected to Scarlett.”Scarlett stepped forward, holding up an old, faded photo. It was one she found buried in the back of a dusty trunk in her mother’s attic days ago something she hadn’t thought mattered… until now.“My father. Richard Hayes,” she said softly. “The last place he worked was with Elyon. Look..” she pointed to the background in the photo. “That man… standing beside him… that’s your father, Sebastian.”Damien’s jaw clenched. “Your fathers knew each other?”“They were partners,” Sebastian said grimly. “Which means they were both involved in Navarro’s early operations.”Scar

Last Updated : 2025-06-11

GENEVA’S SHADOWS

The jet touched down on the tarmac in Geneva under the cover of darkness. Rain misted the runway as the city lights flickered in the distance, casting a cold glow over the glass and steel skyline.Inside the jet, Scarlett stared out the window, her reflection fractured against the darkened glass. Her mind whirled with fragments of memories her father’s voice, the photo she’d found, the truth about Elyon. Everything she believed had been turned inside out, and yet… Sebastian’s hand was steady in hers.“Are you ready?” he asked, voice low but firm.Scarlett looked at him. “No. But we’re here anyway.”Damien joined them, already reviewing encrypted coordinates. He had spent the flight decoding layers of Navarro’s digital firewall. What he found buried beneath layers of ghost IPs and shell companies chilled even him.“The Sanctum facility is beneath the Le Dôme building,” he said. “On the surface, it’s registered as a bio-research firm but underneath, it’s Navarro’s real legacy.”“A legac

Last Updated : 2025-06-11

A THREAT RESURFACES

The early morning air hung thick with tension, a suffocating silence that pressed against the windows of the penthouse like an invisible enemy. Scarlett stood barefoot in the kitchen, clutching a mug of untouched coffee, her thoughts spinning.Last night’s revelation haunted her the breach, Navarro, the confession from Sebastian. Love and danger now danced hand-in-hand, pulling her into a storm she hadn’t seen coming.The sound of the elevator dinging jolted her. She turned swiftly, heart pounding.It was Damien.“Morning,” he said, his voice low, eyes flickering over her disheveled form. “Didn’t mean to scare you.”Scarlett tried to smile, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “You didn’t. Just... on edge.”Damien walked over and handed her a folder. “More intel. I had someone trace the location of the IPs linked to the data breach. They were bounced through five different countries before hitting a private server in Belarus.”She scanned the papers, each word confirming what she feared. “Na

Last Updated : 2025-06-14

THE MEMORY TRIGGER

The rain poured in sheets over New York City, drumming against the glass walls of the penthouse like a warning. Inside, the atmosphere was equally stormy charged with tension, grief, and a deepening fear that no one dared give voice to.Scarlett sat alone in the bedroom now, wrapped in one of Sebastian’s hooded sweatshirts. Her eyes were locked on a faded photograph Damien had uncovered an old black-and-white image of a woman with hauntingly familiar eyes, holding two infants. Her hands trembled as she traced the woman's face with her fingertip.“Mother,” she whispered.The word felt foreign like it belonged to another lifetime.A knock came at the door.“Come in,” she said, barely above a whisper.Sebastian stepped inside, his usually composed expression unraveling with concern. He had a glass of water in one hand and a velvet box in the other.“You’ve been quiet,” he said gently, handing her the glass.Scarlett took it with a faint nod but didn’t drink.“I don’t know who I am anymor

Last Updated : 2025-06-16

: TRUTH UNLOCKED

Silence settled over the penthouse like a heavy shroud. The ticking of the antique clock on the wall was the only sound for a long moment as Evelyn and Sebastian stared at one another, both burdened by the ghosts of the past.Scarlett moved closer to Sebastian, her hand gently brushing his. She felt the tension in his bodybrigid, coiled like a spring but he didn’t pull away. That was progress. That was trust.“Sit,” she whispered softly, guiding him toward the couch.Evelyn remained standing. Her gaze was steady but soft, the kind of gaze only someone who had known deep loss could give.“I never expected to see you again,” Sebastian said finally, his voice flat, but his eyes betrayed a storm of emotion. “You were gone. Just like her.”“I didn’t leave her, Sebastian. Your father made sure of that.”Sebastian’s jaw tightened.Evelyn opened her purse again and pulled out a stack of faded photographs and documents bound together with a red silk ribbon. “These… these are pieces of your mot

Last Updated : 2025-06-16

PIECES OF THE PAST

The precinct was colder than Scarlett expected not in temperature, but in atmosphere. The gray walls, flickering overhead lights, and the constant drone of voices created a strange unease. Sebastian walked beside her in silence, his features carved from stone. But she could feel the war inside him the storm of anxiety and rage barely held back by his restraint.Detective Ramirez met them at the entrance to the private investigation room. A tall man with graying temples and sharp eyes, he gave Sebastian a tight nod.“Mr. Hale. Miss Hayes. Thank you for coming.”Sebastian’s voice was low. “You said there’s been a break in the case.”Ramirez led them inside. A corkboard on the wall was pinned with old crime scene photos, faded notes, and time-stamped witness statements. The words Margaret Hale – Case Closed: Suicide were crossed out in red marker.“We reopened the case two weeks ago based on new forensic analysis,” Ramirez explained, pointing to a document. “What we originally thought wa

Last Updated : 2025-06-18

CLOSER TO THE FLAME

The elevator ride back to the penthouse was shrouded in silence. Scarlett stood close to Sebastian, her hand gently brushing against his. She wanted to speak, to offer comfort but the weight in his eyes warned her not to disturb the storm. He wasn’t just angry. He was unraveling.When the elevator doors slid open, the scent of cedarwood and the low hum of classical music greeted them. But the suite, usually a sanctuary, now felt too quiet. Too empty.Sebastian went straight to the bar, poured two fingers of whiskey, and downed it in one swallow.Scarlett approached slowly. “You don’t have to drown it all in silence.”He turned, the glass still in his hand. “What would you have me say, Scarlett? That I spent my life hating a woman who was a victim? That every time I buried myself in work, every time I shut you out it was because I thought my mother abandoned me?”Her throat tightened. “You were a child, Sebastian. You couldn’t have known.”“But I should have!” he growled, slamming the

Last Updated : 2025-06-18

SCARS BENEATH THE SURFACE

The evening air was crisp, brushing gently against Scarlett’s skin as she leaned against the wrought-iron railing of the penthouse terrace. Below her, the city of New York shimmered like a restless sea of lights, too alive to sleep, too loud to ignore. But up here, in the quiet cocoon of twilight, Scarlett felt the weight of stillness settle on her shoulders.Her thoughts were tangled Sebastian’s recent emotional shifts, his mother’s letter, and the new softness in his gaze all haunted her in waves she couldn’t resist or deny. For so long, she had fought to peel back the layers of his hardened heart. Now that the layers were cracking, she wondered what it might reveal and whether she was strong enough to embrace it all.The soft click of the terrace door opening behind her stirred her from her thoughts.She didn’t turn. She didn’t have to.Sebastian’s presence was magnetic, unmistakable.He stepped beside her in silence, his cologne mingling with the wind, grounding her in a way words

Last Updated : 2025-06-18

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