All Chapters of The Billionaires Blind Reckoning: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Daisy’s POVGetting arrested at the border, in front of everybody was humiliating.I mean HUMILIATING.I tried to hide my face as best as I could, turning away from anyone who might be looking. But it doesn’t even matter anymore. Everyone has a phone. Everyone records everything. Even the smallest thing turns into a video, a picture, something posted somewhere.So yeah… I already know I’ve probably been seen.By the time they transport me to the local station, I’m already drained. But the moment we pull up, something catches my attention.Two black SUVs.I frown.“Since when do they have black SUVs at a small station like this?”The door opens, and I’m helped out, still in handcuffs.Before I can even get my bearings, two men step forward… and a woman.She walks straight up to me, calm and composed.“Daisy Blackwood,” she says firmly. “Because that is your legal name, you are under arrest. I’m Detective Torres. We’ll be transporting you back to L.A. County.”I let out a slow breath. “

Lucas’s POVI wake up early the next morning back in my own bed.The only reason we stayed at my parents’ house was to watch Daisy and to see how she’d move, how she’d react. But after her little midnight escape? Yeah… that plan went out the window real quick.So we came home last night and waited for Daisy updates.And now my phone is blowing up like a damn emergency hotline.I sigh, rolling over, pulling Emily closer before pressing a kiss to her lips. She stirs, looking soft as hell in the morning light.God, she’s beautiful.I lean down, whispering in her ear, “Wake up. It’s another beautiful day being next to me.”She scrunches her nose. “Yes… and your breath is disgusting.”I grin and blow a little extra in her face.“Lucas, gross!”I laugh, kiss her cheek, and roll out of bed. “Alright, alright.”I head straight to the bathroom, handle my business, and grab my toothbrush because she wasn’t lying because my breath stinks.By the time I’m stepping into the shower, I hear the bath

Daisy’s POVI sigh as I sit in this damn jail holding area… just waiting.And it’s not like on TV. Not even close.There’s no little bed, no bench, no private space with a toilet tucked in the corner. None of that.I’m handcuffed to a chair in what looks like a crowded, run-down waiting room, surrounded by women I don’t know, and don’t want to know.There are so many of them.Some look strung out. Some look like they’ve been on the streets for years. A few look like they came from money and just got caught up in something stupid. One woman looks like she got the hell beat out of her.It’s chaos.And it smells like it too.I shift uncomfortably, rubbing my belly. I need to get out of here.The woman next to me leans over, eyeing me.“So… what you in for, prego?” she asks. “You kill your boyfriend or something?”I roll my eyes and turn away as much as I can, ignoring her.She laughs. “First baby, huh? Well, I got five.”I still don’t respond.I’m not about to sit here and have a convers

Lucas’s POV As we finally pull up to my parents’ house, the entire place is buzzing. Lights on, cars lined up, voices echoing faintly through the walls, and it already feels like one of those nights where everything is about to unfold whether we’re ready or not.I step out of the car, glancing over at Emily and Stephanie as they follow behind me, and the moment we walk inside, I clock the room.Clover’s here with Zade right by her side and, of course, Bennett and Terrence aren’t too far behind. Still in position, still alert… but I can already tell their presence is starting to ease up. Give it another week or two, maybe a month, and they won’t be needed like this anymore. Not unless something else blows up, which, knowing our lives lately, isn’t exactly impossible.I shut that thought down immediately.The second I step further into the house, my attention locks onto my mom.She looks… off.Sad.Clover’s beside her, gently patting her hand, trying to comfort her, and that alone tell

Zade’s POV As we sit here, continuing to eat, a sense of relief settles over me.Relief that Daisy’s baby is okay.Relief that my wife, yeah, my wife, is giving me another chance.And for the first time in a long time, I feel… content.Sitting around family like this?Yeah… this is everything.I reach over, pulling Clover’s hand to my lips, pressing a soft kiss against it. She glances at me, a smirk playing on her lips.“What’s going on with you?” she asks.I just shake my head. “Nothing. I’m just… happy to be with you.”She laughs lightly, and that sound alone does something to my chest.Then I hear someone clear their throat.I look up snd it's Mr. Blackwood.“Yes, sir?”He leans back slightly, studying us. “I see you and my daughter have reached some sort of understanding. So, what are we doing about living arrangements? The house will be ready in a couple of weeks. We’re starting on the baby’s room next week.”I nod slowly. “I’d love to live with Clover… but I think it’s too soon