All Chapters of Secret Baby Of the Ruthless Billionaire: Chapter 101 - Chapter 107

Lisa's POV I hadn't planned to be at the café that afternoon.In fact, I wasn't supposed to leave the house at all. My lawyer had sent over more paperwork, my mom had called twice, and my stomach still felt like it was sitting somewhere at the bottom of my shoes after losing the custody case.But the walls in my apartment were suffocating. Every corner reminded me of Eddie - the LEGO pieces under the couch, the crayon marks on the kitchen counter I still hadn't cleaned off. Even the silence felt heavy.So, I grabbed my coat and left.The café on 5th and Main wasn't fancy. No carefully curated playlist or artisanal scones. Just mismatched furniture, decent coffee, and a bulletin board covered in community flyers. It felt honest. That was enough.I ordered a black coffee and a lemon muffin, mostly because it felt like something Eddie would have picked for me. I took a seat by the window, watching people hurry by on the sidewalk as if the world hadn't just caved in around me.And that's

Bryan's POV The mansion was silent except for the faint ticking of the grandfather clock in the hall. I stood alone in the study, the evening light filtering through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the room. Outside, the world carried on unaware of the war I was waging - a war not fought with weapons, but with rules, restrictions, and cold, calculated moves.Lisa's absence still echoed in these walls, but I could feel the tension tightening like a noose around her life. Every restriction, every little inconvenience was a strategic cut designed to wear her down. I wasn't cruel for cruelty's sake - I was precise. Ruthless, yes, but with a purpose.Monday - The New RestrictionsThe morning briefing from my lawyer was brief and efficient. More court motions filed: a new petition to limit Lisa's access to Eddie during weekdays, insisting her visitation be supervised, citing concerns about her "emotional stability." The wording was clinical, precise - everything needed for th

Lisa's POVThe city had never looked so cruel. Mu stood on the edge of another bank's marble steps, watching the automated doors seal shut behind me like the gates of heaven slamming closed. Another no. Another thin smile. Another suit saying "unfortunately" like it was a holy and sacred word.My phone's battery percentage was at 12%. My throat was dry. My legs ached from standing and walking about all day. I had skipped breakfast and completely forgot lunch. All I had left was a headache and a growing suspicion that the world had conspired to break me.I crossed the street and stepped into yet another financial institution, praying for something, it not anything, to change."Hi. I'm looking to apply for a personal loan," I said, approaching the teller.The woman behind the glass blinked at me. "Do you have an appointment?""No, but I've been to three different banks today and, please I just need to speak to someone."The teller tilted her head slightly and clicked something on her co

Bryan's POV.The walls of Vincent's office exuded power and exquisiteness. From the antique mahogany desk to the meticulously arranged legal texts lining the shelves. I sat rigidly, my fingers locked together and eyes fixed on the man who had built my case brick by meticulous brick.Vincent closed a folder and adjusted his tie before leaning back. "Bryan, from a legal standpoint, our position is airtight. We have more than enough evidence to back up your ability to properly raise Eddie. The appeal court will throw the case back and accept the previous ruling. The custody hearing is tomorrow, and based on current documentation, I'd say our probability of success exceeds ninety percent."I nodded slowly. "On what grounds exactly?"Vincent gave a small, almost condescending smile. "We've presented compelling evidence of Ms. Donovan's financial instability, lack of consistent housing, and recent arrest for disorderly conduct. She has not secured stable legal representation, and she's fail