《From Lies To Loyalty 》全部章節：第 101 章 - 第 110 章

Chapter 102: The Star Of Tonight LizzieOne part of this crazy plan I hadn’t prepared for—and honestly could never have prepared for—was having to watch that video again.Or at least hear it again.I couldn’t bear to look at the screen, so I turned my face away, staring at the ornate wallpaper of the upstairs hallway while the sounds filled the small room. Each thrust felt like a knife twisting in my chest, even though I knew the footage was old. Hearing it twice was pure torture.But sometimes we’re forced to do things we don’t want to do.Lauren sat glued to the laptop, her face cycling through emotions like a storm front. Shock widened her eyes at first. Then anger tightened her jaw. By the third replay, pure rage had taken over. Her nails dug so deeply into the wooden table I was surprised it didn’t splinter. Her teeth were clenched so hard I half-expected them to crack. Her entire expression was a blackboard for female rage — raw, ugly, and barely contained.I cleared my throat

Chapter 104: Don't Freak Out Lizzie What was I even doing?My skin still burned from the public humiliation of being auctioned off like an expensive piece of jewelry. The spotlight had felt like a brand, every pair of masked eyes in the ballroom dissecting me, whispering about the spectacle Reginald had created. I should have listened to Reese. I should have let him drag me out of there the moment the bidding started. That would have been the smart decision— the safe one. Especially since everyone believed I was pregnant and shouldn’t be subjected to this kind of stress.And more importantly, because Reese was Reginald’s son. If anyone knew how to handle the old monster, it was him.I almost told Reese to forget the whole thing and leave. We could call it a night, go home, lock the doors, and pretend none of this had happened. But then my eyes met Reginald’s across the room, and the smug, untouchable look on his face lit a fire in my chest.He stood on the stage like a king surveyi

Chapter 106: I'll Leave Lizzie I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know what to do. Most of all, I didn’t know how to stop the crushing weight of guilt that sat on my chest like a stone.If I had just listened to Reese…The thought looped endlessly in my mind as I stood in the doorway of the bedroom, watching my husband destroy himself on the balcony. If I hadn’t been so stubborn at the ball, if I had let him pull me out when he first wanted to, maybe none of this would have happened. The bar would still be standing — that beautiful, carefully built dream of his. The penthouse would still feel like a home instead of a tomb. And Reese wouldn’t be on his hundredth cigarette of the night, trying to smoke away the ruin of everything he’d worked for.He stood silhouetted against the glittering skyline, shirtless, the cool night breeze ruffling his hair. The orange glow of the cigarette between his fingers flared bright each time he took a drag, illuminating the sharp lines of his jaw, t

Chapter 108: It's A Skill LizzieI winced as Reese slowly pulled out of me, his thick cock dragging against my sensitive walls one last time. A rush of his warm cum followed, trickling down my thigh in a slow, filthy trail. I reached down instinctively, scooping the thick pearl of cum with two fingers and pushing it back inside my pulsing, sensitive pussy, not wanting to waste a single drop.“Fuck,” Reese breathed, his hot breath fanning the side of my face. His eyes were locked between my legs, dark with renewed hunger. “If you keep doing shit like that… I’m not going to be able to control myself.”I smiled, wicked and satisfied, then pulled the oversized polo shirt over my head and flung it toward the discarded suitcase. I was completely naked now, skin still flushed and glistening with sweat. I kept two fingers buried inside myself, slowly fucking his cum deeper while he watched, mesmerized.Reese’s gaze was glued to my fingers working between my spread thighs. I parted my legs w

Chapter 110: I'm Next Reese I couldn’t sleep. Not even when I tried to close my eyes and count to ten.Lizzie was asleep on her belly beside me, slumbering peacefully with one leg kicked out from under the sheets and her face half-buried in the pillow. Her hair spilled across the white linen like dark silk, and her breathing was soft and even. Under any other circumstances, I would have smiled at how adorable she looked — messy, unguarded, completely exhausted. Tonight, though, the sight only twisted the knife deeper in my chest.So much was weighing on me.First, she had insisted on coming with me to the manor. I wasn’t surprised. Of course she would. Lizzie didn’t do half-measures, especially when it came to protecting what was hers. But the thought of her walking into that viper’s nest made my skin crawl.The heaviest thing on my conscience, though, was River.Could she really pull this off? Poisoning her own father? This was asking everything from her. Would her conscience hau