All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE HEIRESS' SECOND CHANCE AT LOVE: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Chapter 111: ||Wesley’s POV||This was it.The moment we have all been chasing for weeks. We finally had evidence we needed to not only prove but also arrest Theresa for all her crimes—Which surprisingly wasn't just to Natalia but also to a previous victim.We indeed struck gold. Yet all I could feel was dread.“Let’s move,” Sloan barked, already halfway out the door.Lila and I went in my car, while Sloan and her people led ahead in official vehicles with flashing lights.But as we sped down the road leading to the Carson Estate, I couldn't help but feel the dread inside of me increase.I couldn't place a finger on it but I just felt terrible deep inside. Like a gnawing feeling that something was about to go wrong.To make it worse, rain started to fall in a mighty burst that matched the static of panic that crawled up my spine.At this point, I became convinced. Something wasn't right. I felt it deep in the tightness behind my ribs. And no matter what I did, the feeling wouldn’t le

Chapter 113: ||Wesley’s POV||We had gone back to my house because Sloan had mentioned that since Theresa felt threatened by me, she might try to make contact. Or maybe Natalia would try to reach out.So we set up a temporary command post there. But as the days passed, the room didn't feel like mine anymore.In fact, my heart could barely stop racing. I was on alert for twenty four hours of the day, waiting by my phone.Faint notes of ink, black coffee, and fury soaked into the walls of my office as everyone worked extra shifts to find my wife.I knew I was supposed to be grateful for their efficiency. I mean, just the maps pinned to corkboards getting crossed every hour to show the areas they had covered was enough.And not even that constant voices reporting in through headsets every five minutes was also on another level.But all I saw was red.My Natalia was still out there. And there was still no lead.I paced the length of the study we were using like a caged animal. My fists we

Chapter 115: ||Lila’s POV||The roar of the SUV was the only sound between us in the car as Wesley drove like a madman following the map to the cabin.Yet, even the sound of the car was nothing compared with the silence that tore deep in our minds. We were all putting everything we had into this operation, if we came back empty handed, I wasn't sure Wesley would survive it.He was already blaming himself for everything. He already hated himself… he was zoning out more often than normal.And if it wasn't for his fingers still tapping against the steering as he drove, I would have confirmed that he had turned completely cold.I wasn't in a better condition either.Natalia was stubborn but she most certainly didn't deserve to bekidnapped— especially since she was pregnant. I couldn't imagine the discomfort she was going through at the moment.What if Theresa had already managed to hurt her?“No,” I mumbled to myself, rejecting the negative thoughts.I had to be strong and stay positive.

Chapter 117: ||Wesley’s POV||The woods towards the cabin were darker than I expected. The thick, gnarly trees blocked out the moonlight and turned the entire place into a cold, suffocating maze.But if this was supposed to make me give up, then even the universe didn't know how far I was willing to go to find Natalia.I moved faster, my steps sharp even though I couldn’t breathe. Because every step we took felt like it took too long, like the ground itself was dragging me down.Then suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my chest. I immediately stopped moving.“She’s here,” I muttered, my voice low, frantic. My eyes scanned the endless rows of trunks, every rustle of leaves making my chest tighten. “I can feel her presence around here.”Sloan turned back to me and frowned. “Wesley, the cabin is that way. How can she be here?” She hissed. “Come on, let’s keep moving.”“No,” I ground out, my fists curling so hard my knuckles burned. “I know I probably sound crazy but I can sense her here… ar

Chapter 119: || Wesley’s POV ||The days after Natalia’s rescue blurred with a constant rhythm of fear and vigilance.Even when she was discharged from the hospital, I still couldn’t breathe easily. I had agents stationed at the Carson Estate, my house, the companies… everywhere.No one was getting near her without my permission.I couldn't allow what had happened to repeat itself again.Natalia herself was exhausted but resilient. We all knew that danger still lingered in the corners of our lives and now was the time to stay alert.So even though she was quiet most of the time, I knew that she was still processing what Theresa had put her through. From the confession and near death experience…I could see it in the way her hand sometimes drifted unconsciously to her bump, holding her stomach as though trying to shield our baby from a ghost that hadn’t been caught yet.And this killed me.I became obsessed with finding Theresa, by all means necessary. I got private manhunters, tracker