All Chapters of I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis: Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

‘Your birthday, last four digits,’ he managed.Hearing that made my throat tighten. He’d used my birthday as the code.The call connected and Harry answered on the first ring. ‘Boss?’‘It’s me, Mirabelle. Ashton’s been shot. He’s bleeding badly. Get the hospital ready for surgery, now! We’re on our way.’‘I’ve got it,’ Harry replied instantly.‘Kit, can you go any faster?’ I yelled.‘I’m trying,’ Kit called back, hands white on the wheel.We reached the hospital in what felt like the blink of an eye. Harry was already waiting at the entrance, and a team of doctors and nurses stood ready inside.They rushed Ashton into the operating theatre. I paced outside the door, a tight ball of nerves.‘Mrs Laurent, would you like to sit down?’ Harry asked, hovering at my side. ‘The operation will take a

‘Why wouldn’t I be? Go. Let Harry drive you and take a couple of guards, just in case.’‘No. Harry should stay with you. I’ll take Kit.’When I reached Mira Joie, Priya was waiting at the door. She let out a huge sigh of relief.‘Thank God you’re here. The client’s upstairs in the conference room, and she’s furious.’‘Which client?’ I asked.‘It’s Mrs Mitchell,’ Priya whispered, glancing towards the stairs. ‘She says we gave her all the wrong sizes.’I frowned.I remembered Penelope Mitchell. She’d come through a string of referrals, one leading to another, and placed a generous order for a diamond parure: a necklace, earrings, a bracelet, a bangle, a ring, a brooch, and even a tiara.‘What does she mean, wrong sizes?’ I pressed.‘That’s what baffled me,’ Priya said. ‘She claims every measurement is wrong, not what she sent us. The necklace is too long, the earrings are too heavy and make her ears ache, and she’s got a whole list of other complaints.’I shook my head. ‘Impossible. How

Harry entered the room.‘Mr Laurent, we’ve confirmed that the ones who sabotaged Mrs Laurent’s studio, and the ones who tried to run her down and then shot at her… they were all hired by the same guy. He’s a middleman, and he works for… Genevieve Crawford.’I stared back at Harry. ‘No mistakes?’Truth was, I trusted Harry’s competence. He wouldn’t get something like this wrong.‘No. I’ve checked multiple times. It’s her. We also have a witness. Should I bring him in?’I rubbed my throbbing head; the wound in my abdomen ached dully. ‘Not now.’‘What would you like me to do next?’ Harry asked.‘Nothing. Not yet.’‘Understood.’‘And Mira must not find out about this.’Harry nodded. ‘Got it.’‘You can go now.’Once alone, I picked

A slight smile touched Rhys’s lips when he saw me. ‘You came.’He quickly got out of the car and came to my side. ‘Mirabelle… you still trust me, then.’‘I don’t trust you. I just want to see what game you’re playing,’ I said, my voice cold.‘That’s alright. You’ll believe that I’m not playing games this time. You’ll believe coming to lunch with me was worth it. Where would you like to go?’ His eyes were soft, his tone gentle.‘The restaurant across the road,’ I said. I was only here for the truth, not for him.‘Alright.’The restaurant was fairly busy. I asked for a private booth.Once we’d ordered, I got straight to the point. ‘Where’s this proof you mentioned?’‘Are you really in that much of a hurry?’ Rhys looked at me with wounded eyes, but I felt nothing.&lsqu

Naomi sounded puzzled. ‘What is it? So mysterious that you can’t even let me tell Ryan?’‘I’ll explain everything over dinner. You’re the only one who can help me with this.’‘Okay, okay, don’t worry. I won’t say a word. Where shall we meet?’ Naomi could tell I was serious and quickly agreed.‘You choose. But are you sure it’s alright, in your condition?’ I knew how protective Ryan Fenty was about her and their unborn baby.‘It’s fine, really. Let’s meet at The Galleria. I’ll go there this afternoon to look at some baby things, and we can have dinner when you finish work.’‘Alright, but please be careful. I wouldn’t bother you like this if I had anyone else to ask. I feel terrible asking you to come out while you’re pregnant. Ryan would probably blame me if he found out.’But I needed to know the truth. Ev