All Chapters of Hidden No More: The Billionaire’s Plus-Sized Secret: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Hemsworth's POVOutraged didn't even begin to cover it.Furious humiliated and disrespected, didn't even begin to cover it.None of those words came close to describing the boiling emotion spilling through me as I stepped out of the car.Days.That motherfucker had kept me locked up for days.All because he thought I had something to do with Laura's kidnapping.Me.I slammed the car door hard enough to make my bodyguard flinch."Sir—""Not now."I stalked toward the front entrance of my house.The moment the door opened, I stepped inside and slammed it shut behind me.The sound echoed through the foyer.Immediately, movement caught my attention.Ember stood from the couch.A bright smile spread across her face."Hemsworth!"She hurried toward me.One hand rested protectively over her stomach.The other reached for my arm."You're home."I barely looked at her.I kept walking."Hemsworth?"My bodyguard quietly excused himself and disappeared toward the security wing of the house.Leav

Quinn's POVLaura sat against the headboard of her bed, looking smaller than usual beneath the oversized blanket wrapped around her shoulders.The sight irritated me.Not because of her.Because of whoever had done this.Whoever had decided they had the right to put their hands on her.Whoever had decided they could drag her out of a car, lock her in a basement, starve her, threaten her, and somehow walk away from it.The fact that they were still breathing made my blood boil.I shoved the thought aside and cleared my throat."There are a few things we need to discuss."Laura nodded."Okay."I crossed my arms."The investigator wants you involved."Her brows furrowed."Involved how?""Not directly."I shook my head."Just a few meetings here and there. Some questioning. Going over details again. Looking at suspects. Trying to figure out if you've remembered anything."Her face softened slightly."That's all?""That's all."She nodded."I can do that."I hated that answer.Because she

Quinn's POVI was furious.No, furious wasn't even the right word anymore.I'd moved past anger sometime around three in the morning and entered a territory that felt a lot darker. A territory where every person who walked past me looked suspicious. A territory where every phone call made my stomach twist.The letter sat on my desk.Flat.Silent.Mocking me.I stared at it for what felt like the hundredth time that morning.The white envelope looked ordinary.Too ordinary.That was what made it unsettling.Whoever had written it hadn't wanted attention. They hadn't wanted drama.They'd wanted a message delivered.And somehow that felt worse.I picked it up again.The paper crackled beneath my fingers.The handwriting was sloppy. Uneven. Deliberately messy.As if the writer had gone out of their way to disguise it.My eyes landed on the same sentence that had robbed me of sleep.‘You were better off without him.’I clenched my jaw."What the hell does that even mean?" I muttered.The w

Laura's POVThe Goldbriggs Awards.Just hearing the name made my stomach flutter.It was one of the biggest nights in entertainment. Producers, actors, directors, investors, media executives. Everyone who was anyone attended the Goldbriggs Awards.And somehow, tonight, I was going too.I stood in front of the mirror while Elena adjusted the final details of my dress.The gown was breathtaking.Deep midnight blue silk hugged my body before flowing down to the floor in elegant waves. Tiny crystals had been sewn into the fabric, catching the light every time I moved. The neckline was tasteful, exposing just enough skin to feel glamorous without being excessive.My hair had been pinned into a soft updo, with a few loose curls framing my face.For the first time in what felt like forever, I almost looked like a normal actress preparing for a red-carpet event.Not a kidnapping victim.Not a damsel in distress.Just Laura.Elena stepped back and smiled."There."Quinn has asked that she'd

Hemsworth's POVI hated every second of this goddamn event.The Goldbriggs Awards had once been something I looked forward to.Something I considered mine.My territory.My crowd.My industry.Now I sat among the spectators while Quinn Cardiff stood under the spotlight.The irony nearly made me sick.Beside me, Ember clapped politely as another winner accepted their award.I wasn't paying attention.My attention was fixed on the stage.On Quinn and on Laura.Especially Laura.She sat beside him looking like she belonged there.That irritated me more than I cared to admit.She looked stunning.Remarkably stunning.The kind of beautiful that made people stop conversations halfway through.The kind that drew attention without trying.The kind she never looked when she was with me.Or maybe she had.Maybe I had simply never bothered to notice.The thought irritated me even more.Then Quinn's category came up.Best Upcoming Producer.I rolled my eyes.Of course.The audience applauded.Th