All Chapters of Billionaire's Regret: Finding Her: Chapter 611 - Chapter 620

Caitlin studied Black Hawk’s face, cold and sharp as a blade. His composure was terrifying—no flicker, no weakness, not even the faintest twitch. His control was flawless.“Why ask me?”The realization struck him like ice water: she had begun to suspect. This woman was dangerous. She wanted to use Ida to pry open his defenses—he could not afford to take the bait.Caitlin’s smile faded. Her voice cut sharper. “Why do you think I asked? You really believe I came here to chat for fun? I already know the truth. Ida is your sister. You’re her brother, aren’t you?”His fingers dug into his palms, his stare fixed and hard on her.Caitlin pulled a faded photograph from her folder, sliding it against the glass. “Your sister’s picture. She’s only a child in it, and her brother was barely a teenager, but the resemblance is there. The eyes don’t lie. Without this photogra

“So it’s meeting the parents, huh? Alright then. First you’ll need a gift.”“Right, right. But it’s my first time meeting her mother. What should I bring?”Molly had no experience with this and wanted Caitlin’s advice.“Rebecca raised two kids on her own. She’s thrifty and practical. If you give her something too expensive, it might not win her favor.”“You’re right.”“Better if it’s something meaningful you made yourself.”“I could… but what should I make?”“As far as I know, Rebecca was once a ballet dancer. Why don’t we start from there?”Molly looked embarrassed. “Ballet? You mean I should perform for her? No way, I can’t dance!”“I’m not asking you to dance. Here’s what I mean…”With Caitlin’s coaching, Molly fin

“Don’t lose hope. My sister will be fine.”Sebastian gripped Simon’s shoulder, steadying him, though worry gnawed at his own chest.“I’m sorry… it’s all because of me…”Simon’s voice cracked. Tears spilled as guilt consumed him. He had promised Molly he would take her to meet his mother, that they would begin planning their wedding. And now everything had been shattered—destroyed by his vile father.Sebastian exhaled slowly. “None of us wanted this to happen. But your father—”“Don’t say his name.”Simon dropped to his haunches, clutching his head as grief and rage twisted his features.For more than twenty years, he and his sister and mother had lived through misery because of that man. Landon. Pig. Dog. Monster.Now he was dead. And good riddance.Simon felt no sorrow, only bitter satisfaction. If that ja

Hearing his words, Wendy’s fragile mask crumbled. She broke into sobs, but she didn’t lean on Benjamin’s shoulder. Deep down, she knew there could be no future between them. Her family background had already decided the road ahead, and it was one that could never truly meet his.“Alright, that’s enough tears.”When she finally quieted, Benjamin pulled out a handkerchief and gently wiped her cheeks. His voice was serious, soft in a way he rarely showed. “Your mom is safe. Your brother is safe. Molly will be alright. As for that bastard Landon, his death was his own doing. He’s gone, and that means freedom for your family. No more threats hanging over your mother.”His fingers brushed her face tenderly. “You don’t need to carry any guilt, none of you. So why are you still crying? If you keep it up, I’m going to kiss you.”He leaned toward her playfully, trying to lighten her

Given Simon’s financial situation, he might not be able to shoulder the cost of such expensive treatment. Caitlin and Sebastian were both ready to help however they could.Simon’s gratitude was genuine. “Thank you, Caitlin. But I’ll need to talk it over with my sister first.”“Of course.”The day after the incident, Molly finally woke. When her eyes fluttered open, she saw her mother at her side. Her voice was hoarse, barely a whisper. “Am I… still alive?”“Molly, you’re awake! Yes, you’re alive. You’re safe now.”Eliza clutched her daughter’s hand, tears streaming down her face.“Mom…”Molly slowly turned her head, calling the names of those around her. “Sebastian… Caitlin…”“I’m here.”“Molly.”Sebastian and Caitlin each held her hand. S