Semua Bab Dumped Her Ex, Married A Secret Billionaire: Bab 401 - Bab 410

Broderick braced himself against the cold metal wall of the ice bucket, gasping for air.The wound at his temple split open again from the strain, tiny beads of blood seeping out.Slowly, he turned around and leaned back against the dark oak wall paneling.When he looked at Hugh again, there was no longer any attempt at restraint in his eyes--only raw fury mixed with shock.His fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white, joints grinding audibly.Hugh lifted his glass and gave it a gentle swirl, his gaze passing through the crystal to settle on Broderick's battered face."This is my territory," he said calmly. "If you'd simply come back to take a look around, I would've welcomed you with open arms--and poured you the finest drink I have. But if you intend to stir trouble here using dirty tricks..."He paused. His tone remained even, yet the weight behind his words was crushing."Then what happens to this glass may very well be your tomorrow."The moment his words end

As night fell, Cecilia slowly drifted back toward consciousness. Her eyelids felt unbearably heavy, as if filled with lead.A faint, comforting scent of grain slipped into her nose. Acting on instinct, she pushed herself up in bed, her head still spinning.What happened?When had she come back?Liam was standing beside the bed, holding a white porcelain bowl filled with smooth, carefully cooked millet porridge. He stirred it lightly, and when he saw that she was awake, he scooped up a spoonful and brought it to her lips."Open up."Cecilia had just opened her mouth to ask a question when the warm porridge was fed to her. She swallowed reflexively, the mild sweetness spreading across her tongue.Liam scooped another spoonful and gently blew on it."You slept all day. You must be starving. Finish this first, and I'll make you pan-seared foie gras with salad afterward, alright?"His tone was unusually gentle--too gentle.Cecilia's internal alarm immediately went off. The calmer he sounde

Time slipped by. A full month had passed since Edward was laid to rest.Winter was settling in over New York.Heavy, lead-gray clouds hung low in the sky, and fine grains of snow drifted past the windows.Ding.The phone on Cecilia's desk vibrated. She glanced at the caller ID--it was Liam. Closing her laptop, she answered,"I'll come out in a minute.""No need," his voice came through with a hint of a smile. At the same time, her office door was pushed open. "I'm already here."Liam stepped inside, a dark gray coat draped over his arm, unmelted snow clinging to his shoulder.In his other hand was a paper bag, warm aromas seeping through it. "Hungry? Fresh sandwiches--just came out of the oven.""My assistant already brought some snacks," Cecilia said as she stood up. Sitting for too long had left her lower back sore, and she frowned slightly as she straightened.Liam immediately set everything down and placed a steady hand at her waist, massaging gently with just the right amount of

"You need to quietly shoulder more of the burden on MT Group's side," Ferdinand said bluntly."I've already had my team handle seventy to eighty percent of the work before it ever reaches her," Liam replied in a low voice. "But for a publicly listed company, the pressure isn't just operational. There are board meetings, public appearances--she has to show up as executive chair.""That child is exhausted," Ferdinand said, frowning deeply. "She barely has the energy to speak.""I know." Liam glanced toward the closed door. "Once MT Group is fully stabilized, I'll take over.""You?" Ferdinand raised an eyebrow. "Is SCA really planning to acquire MT?""Acquire it for what?" Liam shook his head. "This is just to give her peace of mind while she focuses on the pregnancy. Once she's recovered, she can ease back in. Managing a company of that size isn't something you master overnight. She can handle routine matters for now, but if a real storm hits, it would be too much."Ferdinand considered

The front garden was quiet.Small lights nestled among the flowerbeds cast clusters of silvery beams, slanting across the blades of grass.The night was thick and dark. Only when one drew closer did a solitary figure become visible, standing still beside the dense shrubs.Hearing footsteps, Vicky turned around indifferently.Cecilia drew her arms in closer to herself--Liam had gone back to fetch her coat. She hadn't expected to run into anyone this late, much less Vicky, who had barely spoken all evening.Vicky was wearing only a thin wool sweater, yet she didn't seem cold at all. She tilted her head up toward the night sky, motionless."What are you looking at?" Cecilia walked closer."Nothing." Vicky withdrew her gaze. "I'm heading back.""Ever since that day, you and Robin--""That's my private business," Vicky cut in, her tone distant.Cecilia was momentarily at a loss. She let out a quiet breath and continued anyway. "What about Daniel? After that day, he just vanished... Did he