All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Broken Contract: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Riley's POVThe Graham Foundation conference room feels like a command center at dawn. Marcus sits across from two other faces I recognize but have never been formally introduced to Brett's inner circle, the people he trusts with life-and-death decisions.My coffee has gone cold in my hands, but I don't dare reach for a fresh cup. Not when every eye in the room is studying me like I'm either their greatest asset or their most dangerous liability."Gentlemen," Brett begins, his voice carrying the authority that built empires, "we have a significant problem.""Amanda Cross has united Brett's enemies into a coordinated attack," Marcus announces without preamble. He slides photographs across the polished mahogany table like he's dealing cards. "Seven confirmed participants so far, possibly more."The older man to my right grey-haired, weathered hands, eyes that have seen too much picks up one of the photos. "The board members who walked out yesterday?""Along with former executives, compe

Riley's POVAmanda's voice fills Brett's kitchen."I have to admit, I'm impressed by how quickly you mobilized your little war council this morning." Her tone is conversational, almost friendly. "Though I'm disappointed you didn't invite me."Brett's jaw tightens, but his voice remains steady. "What do you want, Amanda?""What I've always wanted. Justice." She pauses, and I can hear the smile in her voice. "You destroyed my company, Brett. You destroyed my life. Now I'm simply returning the favor.""Daddy?" Lily looks up from her empty cereal bowl, confusion clear in her green eyes. "Who is the lady?""Just someone Daddy used to work with, sweetheart." I keep my voice calm despite the ice in my veins. "Why don't you go play in your room for a few minutes?""But I want to help solve the problems" Lily says with a pout on her face."This is grown-up problem-solving," Brett says gently but firmly. "We'll come get you in a little bit."Lily sighs dramatically but slides down from her chair

Riley's POVThe hotel room door slams shut behind us with a finality that makes my blood run cold. Brett stares at his phone screen, his jaw clenched so tight I can see the muscle ticking beneath his skin."Show me again," I say, my voice coming out steadier than I feel.Brett holds up the phone without speaking. The photo of Lily's school fills the screen red brick building, playground visible in the background, children's artwork taped to windows. Someone took this picture while my daughter was inside."We need to get her. Now." I grab my purse, but Brett's hand closes around my wrist."Riley, stop. Think," he says, his grip firm but gentle."Think?" I whirl around to face him, fury building in my chest. "Someone just threatened my four-year-old daughter!""Which is exactly why we can't rush in blindly," Brett replies, his voice controlled, but his gray eyes burned with fury. "If we panic, we make mistakes. Mistakes get people hurt."My phone buzzes with a text from Lily's teacher:

Riley's POVThe world stops. Every muscle in my body locks as Lily's terrified voice echoes through the hotel room."Lily?" I grab the phone from Brett's hand, my heart hammering against my ribs. "Baby, where are you? Are you okay?""Mommy!" She starts crying, the sound ripping through my chest. "The nice lady said you and Daddy wanted me to come with her, but I don't like her. She smells funny and her eyes are mean.""Lily, listen to me very carefully," I say, forcing my voice to stay calm even as panic claws at my throat. "Don't go anywhere with anyone except Daddy and me. Do you understand?""But she said"The phone is yanked away from her. Amanda's voice comes on the line, sickeningly sweet."Such a precious child," she coos. "So trusting and innocent.""If you hurt her, I will end you," I snarl into the phone, every maternal instinct in my body screaming for blood."Hurt her? Oh, darling, I would never hurt a child," Amanda laughs. "I'm not a monster. I'm simply borrowing her for

Riley's POV"She played us," Brett says grimly as we stand outside the warehouse, watching Amanda's taillights disappear into the industrial maze. "The whole kidnapping was just to get us here while she executed her real plan."Detective Rodriguez, one of the officers Brett brought, approaches us. "We've got units trying to intercept the vehicle, but this area's like a labyrinth. She could be anywhere."My phone buzzes. A text from an unknown number: Your daughter is safe. For now. Check your email, Mr. Graham. You have one hour.Brett's phone rings immediately. He puts it on speaker."Hello, Brett," Amanda's voice purrs through the device. "Miss me already?""Where is Lily?" Brett's voice is deadly quiet."Safe and sound, I assure you. She's actually quite charming. Keeps asking when Mommy and Daddy are coming to get her." Amanda pauses. "I do hope you got my email."Brett quickly opens his email app. His face goes white as he reads."Fifty million dollars?" he says. "Amanda, you've