Semua Bab Billionaire Bentley's runaway princess: Bab 201 - Bab 210

"What do you mean by she's in love with you? She's your cousin for goodness sake!" Olivia blurted out.Bentley’s jaw tightened as he watched the disbelief gleam across his mother’s face. He ran a hand through his hair, frustration and discomfort evident in his every movement."I know, Mother," he replied, trying to keep his tone calm. "But Savannah… she's always been… different. She doesn’t see things the way everyone else does. I told her we could only ever be family, but she didn’t accept it. She thinks if she pushes hard enough, somehow things will change."Olivia pressed a hand to her chest, looking as though she were trying to steady herself. “This is… beyond anything I expected. Bentley, we should’ve known, seen the signs…” She glanced toward Charles, her eyes filled with worry. “How did it get to this point without anyone realizing?”Charles looked away, a shadow of concern crossing his face before he masked it with his usual stern expression. "I don’t care what her twisted rea

Chloe led the way up the private elevator, her heels clicking against the floor as Victoria followed in silence. Victoria’s gaze took in the details of the apartment building: the soft, ambient lighting, the plush carpeting, and the understated elegance that spoke to the exclusivity of the place. She was no stranger to luxury, of course, but knowing her daughter was here—alone, hurting—struck her in a way she hadn’t anticipated.They stepped out of the elevator and approached the door to Nova’s apartment. Chloe’s hand hovered over the doorknob for a moment, a look of hesitation flashing across her face as she thought of what she might find inside. Finally, she knocked softly and, after a brief pause, opened the door.The apartment’s layout was open and spacious, with floor-to-ceiling windows offering a panoramic view of the city. The decor was tasteful, modern yet inviting, accented with touches of Nova’s personality in the form of abstract paintings, a scattering of novels on the co

Bentley sat in his car, leaning back in the driver's seat as he stared through the windshield, his thoughts caught on an endless loop of Nova. Her laughter, her stubborn determination, the way she looked at him with that mix of trust and vulnerability—all of it played like a haunting reel in his mind. How did things spiral like this? How did he lose her so easily? His fingers clenched around the steering wheel, a frustrated sigh escaping him. The silence of the car seemed to amplify every thought, every memory, gnawing away at him, and for the hundredth time, he felt the desperate need to see her—to know that she was okay, even if she didn’t want to see him right now. And then, something flashed in his mind—a faint spark of an idea that he couldn't believe he hadn’t remembered sooner. The tracking app. The one he and Austin had installed on each other's phones as a joke, a failsafe for when they’d get caught up in some last-minute business escapade or find themselves halfway acr

Castiel fingers drumming against the steering wheel. His eyes hadn’t left the door since Bentley left, shoulders slumped as he disappeared down the sidewalk. Castiel remained rooted, debating whether he should make his way to Nova’s door.He exhaled, glancing toward the lobby entrance. This was a golden opportunity, he knew it. Bentley was out of the picture, and with Nova’s heart freshly wounded, perhaps she would be open, vulnerable even. She would need comfort. Yet, the thought of stepping forward now felt… desperate, almost predatory. For once, a glint of doubt clouded his confidence."Patience," he muttered to himself. "And wisdom. That is the key to getting Nova, Castiel Anderson. Please don't be foolish," he said to himself.Rushing in now, after she’d just closed the door on Bentley, could backfire. Nova wasn’t the type to forgive easily, especially not after a betrayal. Trying to offer her sympathy so soon might only earn him her suspicion. He shook his head, forcing himself

Savannah sat back in her chair, the sound of her laughter light on the phone.“I knew you’d see things my way,” she said, her tone smooth, as though she hadn’t spent weeks pressuring him. “It’s not just about SGH, you understand—our investments in this company are at stake. We need someone at the helm who can steer it in the direction we want. You can help make that happen. Convince the others,” she urged, her words a velvet trap.A pause, followed by a low chuckle from the other end.“I’ll do my best, Miss Anderson.”Savannah’s smile deepened as she turned around in her swivel chair. She pictured the power shifting steadily into her hands. She was about to thank him when the door swung open, and Lina stepped in with a stoic expression on her face. In her hand, she held her phone up like a prize.“Ma'am, you need to see this,” Lina said as she brought the phone closer to her.Savannah raised a brow but continued with the call. “Hold that thought,” she murmured into the phone, then mot