Semua Bab The Billionaire’s Hidden Heir: Bab 51 - Bab 58

Aria. It was a complete stupendous silence.'... I was frozen in my chair, with a heavy heart, as I looked around at the stranger at the door. Although his face was obscured by the darkness, he stood out as an obvious figure. There was an intention behind his presence there. I had apprehension that the storm was all around us. Locke didn't move. He stood there with a jaw clenched and eyes fixed on the figure. He had a stressed posture, his body tightly wrapped and poised to face any challenges. The unfamiliar person moved, entering the hazy light. He was tall, had big shoulders and a strong build.'... His now-expanding face made me feel cold. Although I didn't recognize him, the look in his eyes made me feel uneasy. Something cold, calculating. His friendship with Locke was not mutual. With a heavy voice, I asked myself: "Who are you?". It was as if Locke's hand tugged at me, the gentle pull on my shoulder that made me want to keep standing. But I couldn't. I didn't want to sit st

Aria. I felt a surge of emotion in my chest as Locke read out the contents of the envelope. I couldn't help but notice his features twisting in confusion and then darkening, leaving the room in a state of silence. I inquired again, my voice hardly more than a whisper, worried that speaking too much would cause great tension. Locke didn't answer right away. The man's jaw was clenched tightly as he stared at the paper in his hands, unknowingly. What happened? The muscle in his throat acted as he consumed heavily. As he slowly brought down the paper, his eyes twinkled with mine. Despite starting with, "this...". He appeared to be lost for a moment, as if he couldn't explain what was written there. "It's from my past," pressed his penis with an awkward tone. I stepped forward, yearning for more. "What the hell is going through in my life?". Locke, please.”. He looked back at the paper with interest, as if his attention was on something else. Despite his attempts to hide the truth,

AriaI thought things would be quiet after Valerie was taken away.I was wrong.The morning after felt... strange. Quiet in a way that didn’t feel safe. Locke made us breakfast scrambled eggs, toast, and coffee but neither of us ate much. I just stared at my plate, the fork heavy in my hand.“You okay?” he asked softly, reaching for my hand.I nodded too quickly. “Yeah. Just tired.”He didn’t push. He never did when I said I was fine. But I could tell he didn’t believe me. And honestly? I didn’t believe me either.After breakfast, I stepped outside alone. The sun was bright, too bright. I pulled Locke’s jacket around me tighter, even though the morning wasn’t cold.I walked along the path from the cabin, towards the trees. My boots crunched on twigs. My destination was unknown, all I could do was move around. Then I saw him. A man in his late thirties by a tree.' Watching me. He smiled. Not the nice kind. Not a friendly kind. The kind that made my stomach twitch.' Despite my hear

Aria. There was no noise as Locke drove in his car. Too quiet. He felt a storm building inside him, the kind that didn't come with thunder but came with destruction. His hands were tightly fastened to the steering wheel, and his jaw was clenched as it kept away the anger that was bubbling beneath his skin. Can you tell me what they have in mind? He didn't answer right away. Ultimately, "We proceed to the starting point.". My penthouse.”. What's the deal with you bending over? I can't believe it. You just said someone in your circle is the traitor.’ If. They could be patiently waiting for you. He remarked, "Yes." “I want them to. Do you have the desire to fall into a trap? “I aim to hit them first with my kick.”. My gaze rose as I stated, "This isn't based on directing?". This could get you killed.”. After a brief moment, He glanced back at me. “Next, we’ll park.”. Without hesitation, I replied with a blank "No": "I'll come in anyway.". I chuckled, but it wasn't a happy