Semua Bab Bride of the Billionaire Beast: Bab 101 - Bab 110

"No… I didn't do this…" Scott stared at the paper in desperation, unable to believe what he was holding. "I didn't do this, Allie... I swear I didn't!" But judging by the rage on Alexandra's face, it was obvious she didn't believe him. "You didn't? Then whose signature is this, Scott?!" she shouted, tears welling in her eyes. "You lied to me! You said you just wanted to be close to us—but you were just waiting for the right chance to take my daughter from me!" Never in his life had Scott Hamilton felt so desperate, so powerless. That paper had his signature on it, but he hadn't signed it—and there was no way to prove that. "Allie, please, just listen to me!" "Get out of here! Not in your dreams, Scott—not even in your dreams are you taking my little girl!" "That's not what I want… Allie...!" he tried to reach her, but Sebastian stepped in. "Scott, get out. Now." Sebastian's voice was low and commanding, and Scott's fists clenched. "Stay out of this. It's none of your bu

Scott was cold—like a block of ice—when Alexandra took his hand. His eyes were fixed on the white sheet covering her, distant and lost. She knew exactly what it felt like to be betrayed by someone you trusted… but for Scott, it was even worse. Because Daniel hadn't just been a friend—he'd been his best friend since they were kids. "I get it, Scott. But are you sure?" she murmured. "I don't know, Allie. I don't want to believe it, but… damn it, when I start connecting the dots, everything lines up!" Scott growled, frustrated. "After we ran into Albert at that party, I asked him to investigate you. I needed to know what had happened, and he—he hired a private detective and brought me all the information. He brought me the audio. He visited Phelps in prison and claimed he confessed that you were behind the company theft…" Scott stood up and started pacing the room in agitation. "His detective was the one who called to tell me you were sleeping with Howard…" he muttered, running a

Alexandra held Marina tightly in her arms, while Scott dropped his head, raking his fingers through his hair like he wanted to rip it all out. "This court declares the lawsuit filed by Mr. Scott Hamilton: inadmissible, and it is immediately denied," the judge ruled, banging the gavel. Alexandra and Scott locked eyes across the sea of people in the courtroom. He pressed his lips together in helpless frustration, then stormed out like a man possessed. In the parking lot, he stopped and kicked his car in desperation. "You thought it wouldn't matter," said a voice behind him—and Scott's face lit up with rage the moment he saw Daniel. "Leave me the hell alone!" he growled, but Daniel had no intention of walking away. "You thought it wouldn't matter that Marina's not your daughter. But it does, doesn't it?" Daniel pushed. "You do care." "Get lost, damn it!" Scott barked, eyes shining with unshed tears. "Are you happy now?! Is this what you wanted?!" "Of course not, Scott! I jus

[A few days earlier] Scott knocked on Alexandra's door, and Lucy opened it, giving him a bright smile that was just a little too friendly. "Scott... how are you? Marina's not here—Sebastian took her and Mr. Gerard out a little while ago." "Don't worry, I just saw them. The problem is, they left something important in the kid's room, so I came to grab it. Excuse me." Scott walked past her, and if he'd turned around even once, he might've noticed the way Lucy stared at him… but he was too focused in that moment on finding what Alexandra had asked him to retrieve. He went into his daughter's room, crouched under the crib, lifted it a bit, and reached around underneath until he found the envelope. He pulled it free and sat on the floor, staring at it. It was just a plain white envelope—but what was inside was anything but simple. The single sheet of paper had been torn in half and then taped back together with clear adhesive, so its contents were still fully visible. "Paterni

Alexandra didn't know why, but suddenly her hands were trembling, and she let go of Scott with a motion that made him smile. Yet deep down, in the depths of his eyes, she could see the desire and determination burning in him. "Scott... no…" But no matter how indignant she tried to sound, he hadn't missed her dilated pupils or the way her chest rose and fell with uneven breaths. "Wait…" But it was already too late, because if there was one thing Scott Hamilton wasn't trying to deny, it was that he was dying for her. He assaulted her lips with a kiss full of longing, one that left no room for arguments or witty remarks, and a second later, he was lifting her in his arms and carrying her to the bed in the soft glow of the fireplace. "Scott, wait, we can't…" she whispered against his lips as he sat her at the edge of the bed. "Open it," he growled, demanding. "Open your mouth, Allie. Open it." And she had no choice but to surrender. Her lips parted, and Scott kissed her despera