BILLIONAIRE'S FORSAKEN WIFE RETURNS: His Fight For Redemptio의 모든 챕터: 챕터 101 - 챕터 110

It was a bright Saturday afternoon when Declan suggested they go out. He found Octavia in the kitchen making lemonade and leaned against the counter.“I was thinking,” he said, “we should take Seraphina out for ice cream and a walk in the park. Just the three of us. No phones, no work. What do you think?”Octavia looked up from the lemons and gave him a small smile. “That actually sounds nice. She’s been asking to go out more lately.”Declan’s face lit up. “Yeah? Good. I’ll go tell her.”He walked upstairs and knocked on Seraphina’s door. “Princess, you want to go get ice cream with me and Mommy?”Seraphina’s head popped out immediately. “Ice cream? Yes! Can we go to the park with the big fountain too?”Declan laughed. “We can go wherever you want.”Twenty minutes later, the three of them were walking through the park with ice cream cones in their hands. Seraphina walked between them, happily licking her strawberry cone.“This is the best day,” she said with her mouth full. “Mommy, yo

Vanessa sat in her apartment, scrolling through her phone with a focused look on her face. She had spent the last two days finding out everything she could about Richard Mendez, one of Declan’s senior finance executives. From what she had gathered, the man had a habit of taking important documents with him to high-end clubs on certain nights. He liked to brag and show off in front of women, and he often carried sensitive files in his briefcase when he went out.She had found his usual schedule. Every Thursday, he visited a private, high-class bar called The Velvet Room. Vanessa smiled to herself. Tonight was Thursday and Alastair had called to confirm that he's with documents.She got dressed carefully in a tight red dress that hugged her body and showed just enough skin. She fixed her makeup, sprayed perfume, and headed out. When she arrived at The Velvet Room, the bouncer let her in after she gave the password she had managed to get. The place was luxurious, with dim lighting, leath

“Mendez? Yeah, I think I did. I was just doing a quick check on some accounts the other day. Why? Did something happen?”Declan kept his voice easy. “Nothing serious. I just heard he mentioned it. I wanted to thank you for checking in on things. It’s good to know you still care about the company.”Alastair laughed lightly on the other end. “Of course I care. It’s our family’s company. I was just making sure everything was running smoothly. Is there a problem I should know about?”Declan smiled even though Alastair couldn’t see him. “No problem. Just wanted to say thanks. That’s all.”“Alright then,” Alastair said, still sounding friendly. “If you need anything, you know I’m always here. Take care of yourself, Declan.”“You too,” Declan replied. “Talk soon.”He ended the call and stared at his phone for a few seconds. Alastair had sounded completely normal. Like the good, supportive brother he always pretended to be.Declan decided to go see Octavia. He stopped by a small restaurant on

Declan was in a deep sleep when his phone started ringing loudly on the nightstand. He groaned and reached for it without opening his eyes. The screen showed Thompson’s name. He answered groggily.“Thompson? What’s going on? It’s the middle of the night.”Thompson’s voice was urgent and shaky. “Mr. Rothschild, I’m sorry to wake you, but you need to come to the office right now. It’s Mendez. He’s dead.”Declan’s eyes flew open. He sat up immediately. “What? What do you mean he’s dead?”“He was found in the company parking lot. A cleaner found his body about an hour ago. The police are already here. It looks like he was killed.”Declan flew out of bed. “I’m on my way. Don’t let anyone touch anything until I get there.”He ended the call and quickly put on clothes. His hands were moving fast as he grabbed his shirt and trousers. He scribbled a quick note for Octavia and left it on the pillow beside her.Something happened at the office. I had to leave. I’ll call you as soon as I can. Lov

Octavia was reviewing a patient’s file in her office when Dr. Marcus knocked on the open door.“Morning, Octavia,” he said with his usual charming smile. “I was hoping to run something by you about Mrs. Patel’s case if you have a few minutes.”Octavia looked up and nodded. “Sure, come in.”Marcus walked in and sat across from her desk. He placed his tablet on the table and started explaining his thoughts on the patient’s latest scans. Octavia listened carefully, but something he said made her pause.“You know,” Marcus continued, “I was reading through some old notes on similar cases, and I remember you handled something almost identical a few years back. The one where the patient had that rare nerve damage after the incident. You mentioned it once during a conference, right? Something about how it affected your approach to cases like this.”Octavia frowned slightly. She didn’t remember ever mentioning that specific case in any conference, especially not the personal part. That inciden