Semua Bab THE EXTRAORDINARY BRIDE OF THE WYNDHAM FAMILY : Bab 241 - Bab 250

Later, after the meeting ended, the chief accountant was taken away for treatment. His face was badly bruised. Although, he had been treated. Even in his weak state, he was not left alone. Two guards stayed with him every second, watching his every move, making sure he did not try anything foolish. There was no escape for him. Back in Gabriel’s office, the atmosphere was calm again, but the tension had not fully left. Gabriel sat behind his desk, his jacket already removed, his sleeves rolled up. His expression was calm now, but his eyes were cold and sharp. He held the bald man’s phone in his hand, scrolling through its contents slowly and carefully. He was not shocked by what he saw. Not even a little. After the phone had crashed on the marble floor earlier, Stone had acted fast. He had ordered the screen to be replaced immediately and had the phone unlocked by his technical team. Nothing was hidden anymore. Every message was right there. Every secret contact was there. Gab

Isla's heart beat fast as she looked into Gabriel's eyes. His words were rough and full of need. She nodded again, her smile soft and sure. This was for him, her husband, the man she loved more than anything. Not out of duty, but out of deep care. She wanted to make him feel good, to show him how much she cherished their bond, even in this tender time after their baby's birth. She slid down his body slowly, her hands steady on his thighs. Isla's fingers hooked into the waistband of his pants. She tugged them down, inch by inch, revealing the strong lines of his legs. He lifted his hips to help, his breath catching. The fabric whispered as it slid off, pooling at the foot of the bed. Next came his briefs. Isla's touch was light, almost reverent. She pulled them down too, freeing his cock. It sprang up, hard and thick, already leaking at the tip. A bead of pre-cum glistened there, proof of how much he wanted her. Her chest warmed with love. She saw the veins pulsing along his length

“Gabriel, I am scared,” Isla whispered into the phone. Her voice was low, almost shaky. “I don’t know what is wrong with our son.” “You don’t need to be scared of him, Isla,” Gabriel replied calmly from the other side. “Lian is just different. That’s all. You only need to keep guiding him and talking to him.” “That is exactly the problem,” Isla said, rubbing her forehead tiredly. “It doesn’t look like the boy is doing anything wrong, Gabriel. Yet his attitude feels wrong for his age. He talks like an adult. He reasons like an adult. Sometimes, it feels like I’m talking to someone older than me.” Gabriel chuckled softly. “I think you’re overthinking it, my love,” he said gently. “Some children just mature faster than others.” Isla sighed. “Maybe.” “I have to go now,” Gabriel added. “My meeting is about to start.” “Okay,” Isla replied quietly. “Bye.” “I love you, my love,” Gabriel said. “I love you too,” she whispered. The line went dead. Isla lowered the phone slowly

Dora had been rushed to the hospital, and now the house was quiet again. Inside the bedroom, Isla stood with Aurelian. The night felt heavy, pressing down on her chest. Aurelian sat on the edge of his parents’ bed, his small feet barely touching the floor, watching his mother as she paced back and forth across the room. Isla couldn’t speak properly. Every time she tried, the ugly scene replayed in her mind—Dora screaming, crying, and groaning in pain on the floor. The pain her son had somehow been blamed for. What exactly had happened? And why? Isla finally stopped pacing and turned to her son. It was the middle of the night, yet Aurelian looked calm. He didn’t look shaken. He didn’t look scared either. That calmness only made the anger boiling inside her grow hotter. “Start talking. Now.” Her voice came out sharp. Aurelian flinched. He stared at his mother, surprised. She had never spoken to him like this before. Never has she looked at him this way. Instead of fear, a stran

There are people in this world who cannot walk freely like others. One of those people is the Wyndham family — especially the heirs of the family. They are known. watched. And they are valued in ways that are dangerous. To money-hungry people, families like the Wyndhams are not human beings. They are prices. They are targets. Capturing even one member of the family is like winning a fortune overnight. That is why Isla and Gabriel’s children are not like other children. They cannot walk freely, even if they want to. They couldn't laugh loudly in public without proper protection.They cannot move around the world without eyes following them. And today, danger followed them quietly. Immediately after the children left school, a group of thieves began to trail their convoy. They kept their distance. They blended into traffic. And unfortunately, the bodyguards did not notice them. Now, here they were. Outside the upscale sweets shop. Surrounded. Six armed men stepped forward from