Bride of the Billionaire Beast のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 251 - チャプター 260

Liam allowed himself to cry everything he had been holding in for days, maybe weeks. He let it all out. But once the tears dried, he pulled himself together. It was time to go back to Euradia. He had been away from his son for far too long. He'd left to protect him, to keep him safe from danger, but now it was time to bring him back into his arms. The next day, just after they docked, Liam extended a hand to the old ex-military man beside him. Leon shook it firmly, and Liam asked only one question. "Do you have any family holding you here?" Leon looked confused. "Sorry… what?" "Family. Here. Do you have anyone that ties you down?" Liam repeated. "I need someone I trust watching over Derrick. And I can't think of anyone better than you." Leon paused, then shook his head. "No, I've got no one here. As long as I've got a boat wherever I go, I'll be content." "You can have a damn cruise ship if that's what you want," Liam said without hesitation. "Get your papers ready. We'

[One Year Later] Liam closed the last folder of signed documents and leaned back in his chair, mentally exhausted. He was about to head home, his mind weighed down with memories and relentless, bitter thoughts. His father had reached out to him again. And Liam had no desire to speak with the man he held responsible for nearly everything that had gone wrong in his life. "You alright?" The calm, deep voice of Cassian pulled him out of his thoughts. "Yeah… yeah, it's just my father again," Liam muttered, rubbing his temples. "This time he sent a letter, begging me to meet and talk." "You're not going to?" Cassian asked, settling into the seat across from him. "I know exactly why he wants to talk," Liam said coldly. "He's in financial ruin and he's crawling to me for help." The very thought twisted like a knife in his chest, pulling up all the old pain and fury that had consumed him ever since the day Alcott died. One sentence—just one—had been enough to reveal the truth. And

"Get up, come on! Out of bed, Liam, let's go!" Those shouts would've had Liam on high alert in a second—if they hadn't come from a voice he knew all too well. "What's going on, Cassian?" "What's going on? Snap out of your Sleeping Beauty act—it's way too late for naps!" the Velmarkian said as he barged into the room like he owned the place. "Try taking care of a baby who's just figured out he can walk on his own," Liam laughed. "You've got no idea how exhausting it is to hunch over and chase a kid around..." "Yeah, yeah... once this is over, I'll take you to Notre Dame so you can cry it out. But get moving—we need to get to a place ASAP!" Cassian urged him. Liam wasn't big on napping, but during the rare quiet moments when Derrick stayed calm, he tried to catch some rest too. Being a single dad wasn't easy, but honestly, he had no intention whatsoever of changing that status. "Do you have a tux? Please, for the love of God, tell me you have one—it's way too late to go buy o

Runi nodded as she paced back and forth across the room, phone pressed to her ear. "Yes… yes, you have my permission. Check in constantly and don't let them out of your sight." But the one who wasn't letting her out of his sight was the Nubian. She was anxious—something very rare for her. "Are you alright?" he asked, stepping closer with a worried look. "Well… I don't know, honestly, I don't," she murmured, tugging at the collar of her blouse like she couldn't breathe. Omar came closer and took her hand. "Runi, why are you so uneasy? What's going on?" he asked gently. "You've been out of sorts ever since we came back from Euradia." Runi held his gaze for a few seconds. She understood exactly why he was asking—and she knew she couldn't dodge it. Finally, she let out a deep sigh and answered: "I'm worried. I've been having these strange dreams lately, and I think it's connected... connected to..." "To what, Runi?" "To the men we met in Grazier," she whispered, looking

It went without saying that Liam slept terribly. He dreamt of Max, of Runi, of a dense fog that clouded his mind. In it, the two women stood side by side, looking at him with disappointment. He woke up sweaty and exhausted, but forced himself to get through the day. He had a presentation to give to the prince, and everything depended on it—his entire mission to send aid up the Narel River and continue searching for Max. When the time came, Liam moved with a mix of anxiety and determination. He knew it wouldn't be easy. He and Cassian were led to one of the palace offices, where the prince was already waiting—flanked by Runi and half a dozen of his royal guards. Runi looked different that day. Her uniform was a pale eggshell white, but still covered her from head to toe, leaving only her eyes visible. Liam had prepared his pitch down to the last detail. He spread his plans across the large desk in front of the Nubian prince and began to speak. He laid out his proposal for transp