All Chapters of THE BADBOY'S Baby Doll : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Barcardi Chapter 91 ★★★ Sofia gently pulled Rolex behind her, shielding him with her body. A storm of anger boiled inside her. A feminine figure dropped gracefully from above. A black veil concealed the lower half of her face, leaving only her cold, piercing eyes visible. An assassin. She was dressed in a crimson romper, an injection gun firmly gripped in her hand. Without sparing Sofia another glance, she walked toward the room where Hannah was locked. Her mission was simple— to eliminate Hannah, the key witness in the attempted murder case involving the president and her father. But just as her hand reached for the doorknob— Sofia launched herself forward with a perfect double flip. Bang! The impact slammed into the assassin's chest, sending her stumbling backward. "You just made a very big mistake," Sofia growled. She might not possess Trevor's level of skill, but she knew she could match Red in combat. After all, they had both been trained by the same master. The assa

Fuck you Chapter 93 ~ Rooftop ~ Earlier, before the fire... Trevor wasn't able to find the voice that matched D, but he already had three suspicious voices on his list. A few minutes earlier, Dominic had texted him, informing him that he had taken care of the president's situation and successfully rescued Dave. Trevor reactivated the tracker on Claudia's necklace, expecting to see her location change. But the screen showed something strange. She was still on the upper floor. But The problem was... she hadn't moved from that spot for almost thirty minutes. A cold feeling settled inside him. Taking off his headphones, Trevor rose from his seat before jumping through the window and entering the building. Reaching the top floor, he followed the signal from the tracker until he arrived in front of a broken, unauthorized room. But the moment he stepped closer, he froze. One of the men Claudia had been fighting— clearly injured from whatever attack she had used on him— fell right

Chapter 95 A glass of red wine rested on the polished counter inside Tiger Bar. Trevor sat in a private VIP lounge, the dim lights casting long shadows across the room. Across from him sat Jackson. The entire section had been reserved, leaving only the two of them in the heavy silence. Jackson broke it first. "How's my daughter?" Trevor swirled the wine in his glass before taking a small sip. "I guess you've already heard about the fire?" "Yes." Jackson nodded slowly. "Please... protect her for me." His voice cracked. "She's the only family I have left." Trevor leaned forward, his sharp eyes never leaving Jackson. "Protecting her is exactly why I'm here." He placed his glass back on the counter. "Now tell me what really happened to her mother... or better yet..." His gaze hardened. "Tell me where she is." The question sucked every ounce of color from Jackson's face he went Silent. Trevor let out a dry chuckle. "Surprised?" He laughed bitterly. "You knew she lost part of

Guru Chapter 97 ~ Xanthe Family Residence ~ "Ugh..." Rolex groaned as he slowly stirred awake. Squinting against the harsh morning sunlight pouring through his bedroom window, he instinctively threw an arm over his eyes. His body felt strangely lighter than it had the previous night. Fragments of yesterday's party flashed through his mind. Then another memory surfaced. "Sofia..." Her name slipped from his lips like a prayer. He immediately reached for the phone on his nightstand, intending to call her. But he found Nothing, his phone was gone. A frown settled on his face. Without bothering to change, Rolex stormed downstairs. The moment he stepped into the dining room, his feet froze, his breathing hitched. Seated around the dining table were Cici and her Father, His own father... And Guru. The scarred faced man who had turned two years of his life into an unimaginable nightmare. The room suddenly felt suffocating. Everyone turned toward him. A smug smile spread acros

Chapter 99 “Austin?” Claudia raised a brow. “Who is Austin?” Aunt Ophelia quickly shook her head, as though Claudia’s question had brought her back to her senses. She forcibly tore her gaze away from Jasmine. She bent down and picked up the flask from the floor. Thankfully, it wasn’t damaged— it was made of steel. With a smile, she walked toward Claudia and placed the flask on the table alongside a small nylon bag. “How are you feeling now, my sweet baby?” Aunt Ophelia asked, gently feeling Claudia’s forehead. “I’m okay now, Aunt,” Claudia replied with a nervous smile. “Thank goodness.” Relief washed over Ophelia’s face as she examined Claudia carefully, checking for any cuts or injuries. “I almost lost my mind when I heard you were almost hit by a car.” Her words immediately surprised everyone in the room. The concern written all over her face seemed genuine. “Ma’am—” Cathy began to explain, but Claudia quickly squeezed her hand, stopping her. Something was wrong. Somethin