Semua Bab The Billionaire’s Sinful Claim : Forever Bound To His Sin: Bab 41 - Bab 50

After Harry had left, I sat down on the couch in the living room, my mind reeling with thoughts. The conversation with Harry had left me with more questions than answers, but it had also given me a glimpse into the complexities of the Prescott family.I thought about Harry, about the pain and the anguish that he had endured. Probably he wasn't that bad after all, I thought to myself. His actions, his behavior, it all seemed to make sense now. The death of his mother, probably it had all contributed to his development of dissociative identity disorder.But as I sat there, my thoughts turned to Mrs. Prescott. How can someone be so crazy and cruel like that? I wondered. She had destroyed her own daughter, had driven her to madness and despair. And now, she was trying to control me, to use me for her own purposes.I remembered Kyle's words, his warning to me not to work too much in the office. Probably he knew about his grandmother's plans,

The thought of going to the TV show was still lingering in my mind, refusing to be shaken off. It was a constant reminder of the potential risks and consequences that Kyle and I might face. As I sat in my room, I found myself pondering the possibilities of what could go wrong.I decided to take my mind off things by checking out the TV channel that hosted the show. I brought out my phone and navigated to the channel's website, curious to see what their latest show was like.As I scrolled through the website, I came across their latest episode, which featured a minister and his wife as guests. I watched the episode, and it seemed to go well for them. They answered the hosts' questions with ease, and even though I could tell that some of the questions made them a bit nervous, they were able to handle them with poise.But what struck me was that they were a real couple, they’ve been together for years and they got children and that made all the difference. Th

As we walked into the house, the warm glow of the living room lights enveloped us, and the soft hum of the air conditioner provided a soothing background noise. I turned to Kyle, who was already making his way to the couch, and asked, "So, you think we're going to ace it at the TV show tomorrow?" Kyle sat down on the couch, but he didn't respond. He just stared blankly at the TV, his expression unreadable.I added, "Just don't forget what we practiced," trying to keep my tone light. But he still didn't respond. He just kept staring at the TV, his eyes fixed on some invisible point.I shrugged and headed to the kitchen area to grab a glass of water. As I poured myself a drink, I couldn't help but think about the story Harry had told me about the Prescott family. They were indeed complicated, with secrets. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I thought about what I had become a part of.I gulped down the water, feeling the cool liquid sli

(THE NEXT DAY)I sat at the back of the car with Kyle, my eyes fixed on my phone as I scrolled through the article I had found. I had spent the previous day researching and had finally stumbled upon a lead. Mrs. Prescott's generous donation to a mental health hospital a few years ago had caught my attention. I had a hunch that this might be where they had transferred Harry's mom before her death. I planned on visiting the hospital after the show, hoping to uncover some information, despite knowing that they would likely keep things confidential.Kyle's voice broke my concentration, and I looked up to see him watching me with a curious expression. "Practicing the questions?" he asked, nodding towards my phone.We hadn't spoken since the previous day, even after DK had left. I glanced at Kyle, then looked away, still feeling a bit annoyed."You shouldn't put on this kind of attitude on the show," Kyle said, his voice firm. "We need to present a

"Just leave," I managed to say, my voice shaking with emotion."Naina," Lucas called out in a low, pleading tone."Please leave," I yelled, my pain boiling over.He held out his hand, as if he wanted to touch me, but then hesitated and let it fall to his side. He let out a sigh, his eyes filled with a deep sadness."I know I have no right to say this, but I... I've always loved you, Naina," he said, his words piercing my heart like a knife.I bit my lower lip hard, the pain a physical reminder of the emotional turmoil inside me."I don't want this news to affect you and..." Lucas trailed off, his voice cracking with emotion."Affect me? In what way?" I laughed, but it was a fake laugh, a desperate attempt to hide the pain."Can you please just leave?" I said again, my voice barely above a whisper.I turned my back on him and walked away, my feet carrying me away from the pain, but my heart heavy with the weight of