Lahat ng Kabanata ng Married To My Billionaire Captor To Get My Son Back: Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

CASSANDRA EMERITUS We reached the towering New Heir’s Resident. As my driver pulled the car into the driveway, I could feel Shana intimidated and nervous beside me, her breath coming in shallow, jagged hitches. It scares me to see that Shana even is scared and intimidated of Chelley. What if I lose my status and all? We hadn't even reached the front steps before four estate security men in black suits stepped out from their posts, their expressions cold. "Stop, Lady Emeristus," the lead guard said, his voice was flat, and my driver, who's also my bodyguard, had come out, standing before him. I stepped out of the car, my heels clicking sharply on the pavement, my fury boiling over. "Move aside. What is this impertinence? Do you have any idea who I am?" The guard didn't even blink. "I know exactly who you are, Ma'am. But I have my orders. Mrs Moretti has officially banished Shana from the New Heir's Residence and its entire vicinity. She is to be denied entry under any circumst

CHELLEY MORETTI I clung to Cassian’s collar, my fingers twisting the fabric of his shirt until my knuckles turned white. My face was a mess of nervousness and anger… seeing my child suffer, seeing how he hasn’t yet opened his eyes, it burns my heart, my hands were shivering, and both anger and grief was taking over me. I couldn’t think clearly, this is my world that drowned and the doctor is trying to revive, and these women who drowned my world are here lying and trying to drown me even deeper? As I looked up at Cassian, pleading… "Cassian, don't listen to them," I rasped, my voice thick with tears. "Please. Shana is no hero. Look at her! She’s the one who pushed my son! She’s the one who put my son in that water just to play the savior!"The room went deathly quiet for a heartbeat before Shana erupted into a fresh wave of dramatic, gut-wrenching sobs. She hunched her shoulders, looking small and broken on the cold floor as he cried."How can you say that Chelley?" Shana waile

CHELLEY MORETTIThe air left the room. A collective gasp rose from everyone including even the few attendants remaining.My heart didn't just drop; it plummeted into a cold, dark abyss. I felt the blood drain from my face, leaving me lightheaded. A vengeful maid? A sister I supposedly killed? "I... I don't even interact with the maids or any staff, Rita gets everything done for me.. ," I whispered, my voice trembling as I looked at Cassian. “Cassian, this is a setup. —""A setup?" Cassandra interjected immediately, her voice sharp with fake indignation. She stepped forward, gesturing to the dead maid's note. "The evidence is right there, Chelley! What kind of maid will take her own life to set you up? Your cruelty nearly cost Asher’s life!"Shana let out a fresh, strangled sob, burying her face in her hands. "She wanted the boy dead just to hurt the people who loved him... Cassian, I looked at Cassian, desperate for a shred of the warmth from the previous night. But the man

CHELLEY MORETTI “Yes…” Cassandra sniffed dramatically, her hands clutching his sheets. “Yes, my baby. She is the one lying to you—” I just watched as things unfolded, I couldn’t be desperate and ruin this trust with Asher.“Why did you lie to me?” Asher asked suddenly, and Cassandra stopped her tears so quickly to see who the question was meant for. Cassandra stiffened.Her eyes flicked to me immediately, sharp and accusing. “Why are you confusing him?” she snapped, turning halfway toward me. “What lies have you been filling his head with now, Chelley?”Before I could respond, Asher’s weak but firm voice cut through the room.“I wasn’t talking to her,” he said. Silence fell.“I was talking to you, Mother Cassandra.”Cassandra’s confidence faltered for the first time since she entered the room.She laughed nervously. “Asher, sweetheart, you must be tired. You’re confused—”“No,” he said. “You lied to me.”Her face was drained of color.“I know everything,” Asher continued, his fing

CHELLEY MORETTI I stepped into the living room of the penthouse and stopped. Lucas Moretti stood there as Rita had told me, Surrounded by guards in black, probably from his resident, Lucas’s face was twisted with barely restrained rage, his jaw clenched so tightly it looked like it might crack.I understand, fighting for his mother enough could make him run out of his hiding, lady claudi is basically the only spine he has. I smiled.“Lucas,” I said calmly. “My brother-in-law. Are you back already—from hiding?”His lips curled into a grin that held no warmth.“Seize her,” he ordered the guards sharply. The men moved at once.“If you dare.” I growled Just three words. They froze.Every single one of them.The room fell silent as torn loyalty rippled through the men.They wouldn’t Dre just seize a First Lady like that, they also wondered if Lucas had gone mad, . Lucas noticed it too—and it infuriated him.“Do it!” he barked again. No one moved.I smirked, my gaze locking onto his.