All Chapters of Bride of the Billionaire Beast: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Scott's furious expression vanished in an instant, his face turning dark and thoughtful. Lucy could almost see the gears in his mind turning. "Scott, Alexandra's my friend. I adore her. But that's exactly why I know her well, and I know you're going to go through some very bitter moments when she recovers and can stand on her own again," she said, sensing that at last he was listening. "I just want what's best for both of you—but sometimes, the best thing for two people is not to be together. You both deserve happiness, but there's too much resentment in your relationship, too much conflict. It's been years! You can't pretend things are still the same as when you first met." "That doesn't matter. Alexandra wants to be with me," Scott replied stubbornly. "Alexandra just doesn't know how to let go," Lucy murmured with an annoyed sigh as she perched on one of the tables. "She's used to having everything, to getting everything. She's not a bad person, but that's how she is. She can't

"Scott…?" Alexandra panted. "Yes, Allie?" he answered, choking on his own need. "I love you," she whispered, and he felt her body tremble around him as their orgasms ripped through them both. He couldn't hold back any longer and came with her, letting out a guttural cry of pleasure. He pulled her against his chest, shaking, burying his face in her neck as his thrusts slowed and grew heavy until they stopped altogether. Alexandra was exhausted, but she also felt incredibly satisfied. That little swim had definitely been worth it! And the most interesting part was that Scott enjoyed it so much, he repeated it with her every single night after that. "You can't say I'm not an excellent motivator!" he bragged, and Alexandra let him, because the truth was that each time, her legs felt stronger. The week that followed flew by for them. They worked together on the wheelchair designs, even bringing in a prototype for Alexandra to test. She toppled over a couple of times as they made

"Let's ask Alexandra and Scott—maybe they'll know," Patrick said. They found them in one of the small TV rooms, away from the bustle, and the inspector explained what they were doing based on Grandpa's suggestion. Finally, he handed them the photo. Scott frowned, recognizing something familiar, but Alexandra's face went pale in an instant. "This woman met with Lucy?!" she cried, because now she had no doubt Lucy was involved. "Yes…" "When? When did she meet her?" Alexandra pressed. Patrick checked his notebook. "The day of Marina's birthday, right after she left this house. Street cameras caught her talking to this woman, then both of them got into a taxi together," he explained. "You know who she is." "Of course I do! That's my cousin Claudia—Claudia Atwood!" Alexandra answered. "Albert Blackwell's wife. There's no reason for those two to know each other unless it was to hurt us. That woman is behind this, McAllan, I swear it!" Since everything that had happened with D

"No, of course not! Why do you think I came to warn you? If they catch you, you'd name me as your accomplice, and I can't let that happen!" "How much time do we have?" Claudia asked. "I don't know… minutes, maybe. We have to go, right now," Lucy said nervously. "Where's Marina?" "Upstairs. She fell asleep after she ate—finally wore herself out from all that crying!" Claudia growled. "Grab everything. We're leaving!" Claudia and Lucy rushed to gather their belongings and get out of the house. If this was true, they had to escape before the police caught them. Prison was not an option. "What if we leave her behind?" Lucy asked suddenly as she came down from the second floor carrying Marina. "Are you insane?" Claudia barked. "No, but if we leave the kid, they won't chase us…" "I want my money!" Claudia hissed. "I want that weak little saint Alexandra to pay, both me and my husband! He's waiting for us near the French border—we just need to catch a bus, and he'll know what

It hadn't even been half an hour when the inspector received word from one of the border posts. Albert had been caught trying to cross the border and was now in police custody. The team was bringing him to the station, and considering how small Monaco was, they'd have him in an interrogation room in less than an hour. "Albert Blackwell has been detained trying to cross the border!" Patrick announced as he approached them, and Alexandra couldn't help but smile at the thought that maybe now she'd finally get her moment of justice. However, when Albert arrived—with his slightly disfigured face and that innate look of disdain—they realized he carried far too much hatred inside to surrender so easily. He refused to say a single word about the matter, and since he hadn't been present when Claudia and Lucy were caught, there wasn't much they could use against him. "The truth is, he's not easy to crack. The only option we have left is for his wife to turn him in, but Claudia Atwood ref