All Chapters of The Billionaires Blind Reckoning: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Clover’s POVAs my security team and I pull up to the Smith house, I’m immediately let in at the gate.That alone shocks me.Normally, unless I’m with Zade, they give me a hard time every single time I come here. Kid you not, when I used to come in an Uber just to meet Zade, they would make me sit at that gate for at least twenty minutes—harassing me, asking for ID, pretending they didn’t know who I was.And the crazy part?More than half of those same people were at my wedding.So when the gate opens immediately and waves us through, I sit there for a moment in stunned silence as the car rolls forward.My security detail pulls up to the front of the house.Terrence gets out first, like always, scanning the area carefully. His eyes move across the property, checking everything. A second later Bennett gets out and opens my door, offering his hand to help me step out.I take it and smooth down my dress before walking toward the front door.It’s already open.That’s another first.Terren

Clover’s POV As Zade continues peppering kisses across my hand while we try to eat our main course, I notice Dustin staring at me from across the table.Not just looking.Staring.Hard.The kind of stare that could burn holes through steel.I roll my eyes and sigh.“why are you staring so hard at me,” I say casually, cutting into my steak, “you could take a picture, it will last longer.”He scoffs immediately.“Why would I want a picture of you?”I laugh, shaking my head.“You know what? You act like you’re twelve years old. Seriously, what is your deal? I don’t care about you, definitely don’t give a fuck about you. You can kiss my ass, Dustin.” I glance toward his parents. “And I’m sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Smith, but he’s being beyond rude and I’m not taking that from him anymore.”Not tonight.Not ever again.I’m not blind anymore.Now I see everything.Dustin chuckles under his breath.“I just don’t understand why you’re here. In my home.”I stare at him, unimpressed.“Did you not und

Clover's POVMonday arrived faster than I expected.I woke up slowly in my old, but newly refreshed bedroom at Grandma Lola’s house, staring up at the ceiling for a moment before letting out a long breath.“Today’s ultrasound day,” I murmured to myself.The thought made my heart flutter.We might get to see the gender today.Maybe.I wasn’t even sure if I wanted to know yet. Part of me loved the mystery, but another part of me was dying to know if the tiny life growing inside me was a little boy or a little girl.“I’m almost sixteen weeks,” I whispered, rubbing my stomach gently. “Well… close enough.”I pushed the covers back and slid out of bed, heading straight for the shower to start my morning routine.By the time I finished, I felt refreshed and oddly excited.I picked out a really cute long maternity style button-up dress. My bump was still small, barely noticeable unless someone knew what they were looking for, but the dress hugged my body in a way that made me feel confident.

Zade’s POV By the time I sat back at my desk, my head was spinning.What the hell was going on?I leaned back in my chair, dragging a hand down my face as I stared at the ceiling.It was already pushing three o’clock.Half the day was gone—wasted between the ultrasound and dealing with whoever the hell thought it was a good idea to follow Clover.My jaw tightened.This wasn’t just inconvenient anymore.This was dangerous.A soft knock pulled me from my thoughts.“Come in.”The door opened, and there she was.My Clover.She stepped inside with that quiet, effortless grace, offering me a small smile.“Hey.”I straightened in my chair immediately.“Hey… what’s up?”She exhaled, the weight of the day clearly sitting on her shoulders.“Can you call your mom and dad?” she asked. “Tell them to meet us at Grandma Lola’s house. We need to talk.”I frowned.“Why?”She gave me a look like I’d lost my damn mind.“From what happened today?”“Oh—right,” I muttered, shaking my head. “Yeah. Yeah, I

Janine’s POV“Well… how complicated can Brittany actually be?”I look over at Lola as I say it, a small laugh slipping out of me.But it dies fast.Because nobody else is laughing.Not even a little.They’re all just…Looking at me.Deadpan.Waiting.Like—Go ahead. Tell it.I sigh, shaking my head slightly as I set my fork down.The food is good.Too good for this kind of conversation.“…Okay,” I say, exhaling. “Let me tell you guys a story.”I pause for a second.Because even now…It doesn’t feel like a story.It feels like something I lived through and tried to forget.“…A story about two girls,” I continue quietly, “growing up in the trailer parks outside of Las Vegas.”My eyes drop to my plate.But I’m not seeing it anymore.I’m already back there.Flashback“Brittany, girl… I know I’m dating your brother,” I said, laughing softly, “but you and Bradley?”I shook my head, grinning.“You two are it. Like… super married. You’re gonna be like, Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie. Couple goa