All Chapters of The Billionaire Legacy : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

JOHN'S POVThe confession had ended but my mind was still racing. Daniel had admitted to everything on live television. Murder. Kidnapping. Poisoning his own son. It was almost too much to process.But there was something else weighing on me. Something I needed to know."Charles," I said while turning to look at my father in law. "What about my butler? And everyone else who was at the house when Vincent bombed it? Are they okay?"Charles nodded quickly. "They're all fine. I was there right after it happened. Your staff got everyone out before the explosion. Your butler made sure of it. He got the cook out, the gardener, the housekeepers. Everyone."Relief washed over me. I had been so worried about Annabella and Peter that I hadn't had time to think about the people who worked for us. The people who had been taking care of our home when Vincent decided to blow it up."Where are they now?" I asked."A motel about twenty minutes from here," Charles said. "They're all safe. I made sure t

JOHN'S POVThe drive to the second mansion took about an hour but it felt longer because every bump in the road sent pain shooting through my chest where the surgery incision was still healing. Annabella sat beside me in the back of the SUV while Officer Rodriguez drove and another officer followed behind us in a separate car. Dr. Patterson had discharged me that morning with strict instructions about rest and limited movement but he had also arranged for a team of nurses and a doctor to come to the house for home treatment since leaving the hospital early meant I still needed medical supervision.The mansion came into view as we turned down a long private driveway lined with trees on both sides, which made the property feel isolated from the rest of the world in a way that was comforting after everything we had been through. The house itself was smaller than our main residence but still impressive with its stone facade and large windows that let in plenty of natural light. Charles's

JOHN'S POV"That's a good idea," she said while her fingers traced along my collarbone in a way that made me very aware of how close she was. "We should start looking at schools tomorrow. Research which ones would be the best fit.""We will," I promised while opening my eyes to look at her. "But right now I just want to focus on this. On us. On being here together without worrying about what comes next."She smiled while leaning closer so her face was only inches from mine. "I can do that."Her lips met mine in a kiss that started soft but quickly deepened as all the fear and tension from the past few days found an outlet in the physical connection between us. I reached up with my good arm to pull her closer even though the movement sent a twinge of pain through my chest that I ignored because kissing my wife was worth any amount of discomfort.When we finally pulled apart we were both breathing harder with her cheeks flushed in a way that made her look younger and more carefree than

DANIEL'S POV Two other agents came over to me while producing keys that must have come from one of Vincent's men because they fit the locks on my chains perfectly. The metal fell away from my wrists leaving angry red marks where it had been cutting into my skin during my confession. One of the agents pulled me to my feet while the other one moved to cuff my hands behind my back."Daniel Vanguard," the agent said formally, "you're under arrest for murder, attempted murder, kidnapping, poisoning, fraud, embezzlement, and numerous other charges based on your confession which we have already obtained a copy of from Vincent's recording equipment."I didn't resist as they cuffed me because there was no point in fighting when I had already confessed to everything on camera. Morris was watching me with an expression that mixed satisfaction with something that might have been disappointment because he had probably hoped to catch me through investigation rather than having me hand him a full c

ANNABELLA'S POVThe sunlight coming through the bedroom window was what woke me up, which was different from the past few weeks where I had been jolted awake by nightmares or anxiety about Daniel or worrying about Peter being safe. This morning felt different though because when I opened my eyes the first thing I saw was John sleeping peacefully beside me with his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm that reminded me we had made it through everything that had tried to tear us apart.I lay there for a moment just watching him sleep while feeling grateful in a way that made my chest tight because he was here despite being shot, despite the surgery, despite Vincent trying to kill my father and blow up our house. We were all still alive which felt like a miracle after everything that had happened. The early morning light made his face look softer somehow, which reminded me of quieter times before Daniel had come back into our lives to destroy everything.Today was Peter's first day