Todos los capítulos de The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return: Capítulo 211 - Capítulo 220

Chapter 211Nikolai's POVI stood in the security room long after everyone else had left, my arms crossed, my jaw tight, watching the monitor replay the footage of Amber running from that woman.I was told the police had arrived. Taken statements. Promised updates. Assured everyone they'd track down the taxi and locate the child as quickly as possible.But none of it felt fast enough.Not when Cynthia was out there somewhere, terrified, falling apart, blaming herself for something that wasn't even remotely her fault.Despite Ethan's obnoxious demand that I stay behind, I'd continued my own investigation.I wasn't about to sit idle while Cynthia suffered.I'd pulled the head of security aside and instructed him to coordinate directly with the police. I'd personally called the officer in charge and requested priority status on the case. I'd made it clear that Cross Energy would cover any costs associated with the search — overtime, additional personnel, whatever was needed.Money talked

Chapter 213Ethan's POVI didn't waste a single second.The moment I ended the call with Cynthia, I was already moving — grabbing my keys, shoving my phone into my pocket, heading straight for the car.Amber was at the Laurent mansion.With them.With Kevin Laurent. With God knows who else she'd invited into our son's life without my permission.And I was done.Done waiting. Done being patient. Done letting Cynthia dictate the terms of our son's life while she paraded him around her wealthy, perfect new world like some kind of accessory.If she thought she could keep Amber there — in that house, with those people — she was out of her mind.I drove faster than I should have.The city blurred past my windows, streetlights streaking into long lines of gold and white. My hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles ached. My jaw was clenched. My heart pounded with a mixture of rage and desperation that made it hard to think straight.All I knew was that I needed my son.Now.Th

Chapter 215Ethan's POVI glanced at the rearview mirror one last time before pulling away from the Laurent mansion, and what I saw made my jaw clench so hard I thought my teeth might crack.Bryan.Standing there with his hand on Cynthia's shoulder.Touching her.Comforting her.Like he had any right.Like he belonged there.My hands tightened around the steering wheel until my knuckles went white.Did Bryan have a death wish?Acting all affectionate with Cynthia right there in front of Kevin Laurent's house?And where the hell was Kevin, anyway?I hadn't seen him come out. Hadn't seen him hovering protectively around Cynthia the way I'd expected. In fact, I hadn't seen any sign of him at all.Had he traveled?Was that why Cynthia felt comfortable inviting Bryan over?The thought twisted something ugly in my chest.What the hell was Cynthia up to?Why did it feel like I knew nothing about her anymore?She was my wife. The mother of my child. The woman I'd spent eleven years married to

Chapter 217Cynthia's POVHis eyes went wide, his mouth falling open slightly, shock written across every feature of his face."K-Kevin told you?" he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. "He didn't even waste a second…""Actually," a voice cut in from the doorway, "I didn't tell her anything."Both Julian and I turned sharply.Kevin stood leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed over his chest, one eyebrow raised in that infuriatingly calm way he had when he was making a point."I've been standing here since forever," Kevin continued, his tone dry. "Listening to this entire conversation. But one thing I will not allow is being accused of something I didn't do."Despite everything — despite the tears, the exhaustion, the emotional whiplash of the entire night, I laughed.It bubbled up out of me unexpectedly, breaking through the tension like sunlight through clouds.Kevin's lips twitched into a faint smile.Julian, however, looked even more confused now, his gaze darting bet

Chapter 219 Cynthia's POV The three of us were still sitting on the bed — Julian wiping his eyes, Kevin with his arm around his shoulder, and me feeling emotionally wrung out — when the door opened again.Nathaniel stood in the doorway, his expression tense, alert.Then he saw us.All three of us.Sitting together.Clearly in the middle of something.He stopped mid-step, his brows furrowing as he took in the scene. His eyes moved from Julian's red-rimmed eyes to Kevin's protective posture to my own undoubtedly blotchy face, and I could see him trying to piece it all together."What's going on?" he asked slowly, suspicion creeping into his voice.None of us spoke immediately.What could we say?Oh, we were just discussing Julian's sexuality and the fact that he's been hiding a boyfriend from the family for years.Yeah, that wasn't a conversation we were ready to have with Nathaniel yet.Kevin recovered first, his expression smoothing into something casual."Nothing," he said easily.