All Chapters of Bride of the Billionaire Beast: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

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Chapter 60 Captured

[One Hour Earlier] Max stepped out of the SUV with her heart in pieces. She understood that Liam was hurt, but that was one thing. Not standing up for her when his own father was attacking her like that? That was something else entirely. Damn that old man. He hadn't even waited out of basic decency or gratitude before betraying her. Garrett Harrington wasn't some innocent victim. He deserved every threat, every attempt on his life. The only shame was that Murray was going after Liam instead of going straight for his head. Still, there was nothing she could do now. Liam was a grown man. He'd been warned, trained, and now had bodyguards. There was nothing more she could offer him. And if he didn't want to see the truth, then... "Damn it! I'm so done fighting!" she muttered, exhausted. She walked into the house to grab a few things and put her escape plan into motion. Of course she had one. She always did. The closest exit was scheduled to leave in three days, and it was a one-w

Chapter 61 I Bet You Didn't Expect to See Me…

Max had no idea how much time passed like that. Hours? Days? There was no clock, no sunlight in that tiny room, and she even started to think she was underground. The shots that had hit her back ached horribly—not as bad as a clean bullet through flesh, but bad enough. And still, she felt incredibly weak. Eventually, the door creaked open. The woman from before yanked her to her feet and dragged her, stumbling, out of that disgusting room and into another... slightly less disgusting, but just as dark. They sat her at a table and placed a small cheese sandwich in front of her. Max was starving, so she forced herself to take a few bites. She knew that without at least a little food in her, she wouldn't be able to defend herself if it came down to it. A single lamp hung over the table, its light focused there—but Max could see shadows shifting along the far walls of the large room. Finally, she heard footsteps behind her and clasped her hands on the table with a long sigh. "Hey…

Chapter 62 They Took My Wife!

He had to find her. Liam felt like he could barely breathe from the rage, the helplessness, and the overwhelming guilt. He couldn't stop thinking that if he'd just kept a cooler head for one moment, she'd still be here. "We have to find her!" he shouted. Thorne and Weston exchanged a worried look. "We could… we could try contacting some friends in the military police," Weston muttered. "I'll talk to one of our guys and see if we can trace her phone—though chances are, it melted in the fire." "Do whatever you have to do, but we need to find her as soon as possible," Liam said, feeling a tight pain start to creep into his chest. The two bodyguards got to work, making dozens of calls, pulling strings, cashing in favors—but no one had even a hint of where Max might be. "The military police were coming to look for her, but..." "You think she might've been arrested?" Liam asked anxiously. "...But I don't think that's what happened," Thorne finished. "I just talked to a co

Chapter 63 "Don't Close Your Eyes"

Liam let out a growl of pure frustration. If the military wasn't behind Max's disappearance, then it had to be whoever was after him. That meant he had no choice but to keep pressuring his father until he gave him a name. What he didn't know was that while he was crossing Alcott off his list of suspects, the Colonel himself was smiling, satisfied—because he already knew his orders had been carried out. He opened one of the drawers in his desk and pulled out a disposable phone. He made a call. More than a hundred kilometers away, another phone rang on a table. A woman picked it up, glanced at the number on the screen, and quickly went looking for Travis. "The general's calling," she murmured, showing him the phone. Travis stared at it for a long moment before taking it from her hand. "Sir," he answered. "I've heard you've got Johnson," the Colonel said, expecting confirmation. Travis pressed his lips together, but answered, "Yes. She's here." "Can you handle her, or do I

Chapter 64 You Know I'm Coming Back

Her whole body hurt, like every cell was rebelling against her. Somewhere beyond, there was a light—distant and cold, way too cold. Max didn't want to go toward it, but her consciousness stirred as those hands shook her body. "Max... Max... you have to wake up... Max...!" She opened her eyes with a jolt, and the light was no longer far away—it was right above her. She shivered when she realized where she was: lying on a cold metal stretcher, naked, with only a sheet over her. Her hair was damp, and the place reeked of cleaning products and disinfectant, but she couldn't see clearly because the lights were too bright. Surgical lights. White. Her breathing turned shallow and she clenched her teeth with a groan of pain. "Slow down, you have to breathe slowly," said a voice beside her, making her tense up—until she realized her hands weren't tied. She wanted to get up, react, but the pain was too much. "My chest... it hurts so much..." she murmured. "I know. I shot you three ti

Chapter 65 Surviving

Max stepped out into the early morning cold, hugged herself, and pushed forward despite everything. She made it to the end of the street and realized that she was fifteen blocks from the docks. Not too far to walk at that hour, and that part of the city was relatively safe. She picked up the pace as much as her pain allowed, only stopping when she spotted the glowing sign of a pharmacy nearby. She hesitated for a moment before going in, but she needed a lot of things she couldn't leave without. Her closest emergency stash was too far to reach. Pulling the hood of her sweatshirt over her head, she went inside and filled a shopping basket with everything she thought she might need. On top of it all, she added three pregnancy tests. Luckily, the place was empty, and the girl at the counter gave her a worried look as she scanned some of the items. "Um... sorry, but if you're pregnant, you shouldn't take these painkillers," she said, and Max blinked, a little dazed. "Can you recom

Chapter 66 Only Two Possibilities

The only good thing about not knowing if it was day or night was that Max needed to sleep—and she could. Sleeping was better than thinking. Inside that little space, she had everything she needed. She ate very little, only what she craved, and the nausea pills had helped a lot. It also helped that the cargo ship was so massive it barely moved at all. She only knew what day and time it was from her phone's calendar, but sometimes, around four in the morning when everything was still, she'd sneak out to get some fresh air and look at the ocean. The twelve days were long and grueling. Max kept wondering how Liam was doing, if he ever thought about her, but she knew Travis had been right—so long as Liam didn't know anything about her, he wouldn't be a threat to Alcott. He'd be safe. It was around two in the morning when the ship finally docked in Norsethorne. Max heard the shouts of the crew and the captain giving orders: everyone was to rest. No one would be moving cargo at that hou

Chapter 67 You Don't Have a Son Anymore

But the tone in Thorne's voice made it clear that he had his doubts. Both he and Weston were expecting the worst. "If we could just figure out who's pulling the strings behind you…" Weston muttered, and Liam clenched his fists. His father had been hospitalized for two weeks, and the fights between them had left him in such bad shape that Liam's mother had banned him from visiting. But that day, he was finally being discharged and would be transferred home that afternoon. "Let's go," Liam said, grabbing his coat to head out. A short while later, he was walking into the Harrington mansion. "Sir, you can't—" the guard at the gate tried to stop him, but Liam rolled down the window. "This is my house, and I'm in a damn Hummer. Either you open the gate, or I drive through it. Your call," he said coldly. In the end, the poor guard had no choice but to let him in. When Garrett Harrington finally arrived home, the first thing he saw was Liam sitting in one of the armchairs in his ro

Chapter 68 Answers

[Two Months Later] Max took a deep breath as she climbed down the narrow little stairs and closed the trapdoor behind her. It was eleven o'clock on a weeknight. Another cargo ship had arrived in the port of Norsethorne earlier that day, and in two more it would depart for Novenhrad. It was always the same process: the ship docked, and after two intense weeks at sea, the crew went straight to the inn to drink. The ship was left completely unguarded—because really, who would be crazy enough to rob a business that brought so much income to the town? Max made the most of it every time, sneaking out to grab what she needed—more food, medicine, batteries. That night, she'd also taken a few books because boredom was driving her insane, and now she was making her way back to her little hideout. Her belly had barely grown in those two months, so she was probably still in her first trimester. Luckily, the nausea had passed, and the fatigue was slowly fading too. The bruises were gone, and

Chapter 69 What Did You Do?

The general was just about to speak, but it was clear Liam Harrington had no idea about the investigation he and Max had been working on. "Sir… it's been almost three months," Weston murmured quietly, and Morrison shook his head with a heavy look of sorrow and understanding. "If Max were alive, she would've escaped by now. She's trained for that," he said softly. "What I don't get is why she was alone. Wasn't she supposed to be protecting you?" Liam pressed his lips together and swallowed hard. No one needed to remind him of his role in all of this. "That was my fault," he admitted. "When I found out she was my bodyguard and that she and my father had been lying to me from the beginning… I was the one who told her to leave. First because I didn't want to keep living that lie, and then because I didn't want the military police to find her…" General Morrison frowned deeply and looked at him, stunned. "The military police? What the hell does the military police have to do with

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