Semua Bab Billionaire’s Mistake: Claiming the Wrong Bride: Bab 101 - Bab 110

“Your childhood idol. Can you believe it?”Sierra lifted her brows, barely containing her grin.“What? You mean Casarevatti? Is it really Casarevatti?”Nola thought she had heard wrong.Her idol had vanished from public view for ten years, and now he might appear at an event at Eastbourne University?“That is what I heard. It is probably true. The news came from someone on the inside.”“Oh my God. Since when did Eastbourne University have that much influence? Casarevatti announced his retirement from music ten years ago. Is he planning a comeback?”Nola’s hands trembled.Her heart would not slow down.Casarevatti, her favorite pianist in the world, might actually come to Eastbourne University.Would he really be there?The thought alone made it hard to sit still.“This is amazing. I am getting his autograph no matter what.”

They chose a private Japanese restaurant for dinner.Once they were seated, Nola claimed the place between them as though it belonged to her.“Order whatever you want, Joren. Aunt Wanda is a highly sought after designer now. No matter how expensive it is, she can afford it.”Wanda lowered her lashes, avoiding the man across from her.So she had become a designer.Back when they were together, Joren had often seen her sketching clothes and drawing design concepts. She had always loved it.Good.At least one of her dreams had come true.“Then I will not hold back.”Joren ordered rosemary seared wagyu, tofu with scallions, crab roe sushi, and several other dishes, then passed the menu to Nola and Wanda.“I do not particularly want anything,” Wanda said.“That should be enough food,” Nola told him.“What would you like to drink?”&l

The anniversary hall was packed.“He is here. Casarevatti is here.”“Eastbourne University actually managed to invite a piano legend who disappeared for ten years. They really went all out.”“I wonder how much he has changed. He was twenty five back then, and he was unbelievably handsome.”A stir swept through the crowd.Students turned toward the entrance.Several university officials appeared first, smiling as they stepped aside to guide the guest behind them.Every eye followed.A tall man walked in at an unhurried pace.His suit was white as snow, setting off a frame straight and strong as a pine.His hair was cut short and neat, leaving his forehead and brows clearly visible.The face once sharpened by youth had settled with time. Less edge now. More restraint. More weight.His dark eyes remained quiet and deep, holding their own distant light.He

Calder had to be back.Nola could barely wait to ask him herself.She rushed out of the bedroom and caught sight of a dark figure beyond the door.Before she could make out his face, a violent current struck the side of her neck.A few seconds later, Nola collapsed.The man switched off the stun baton, lifted her over his shoulder, and left the villa at once.Half an hour later, a Cullinan stopped outside the private estate.Calder stepped out and strode through the gates.Lights glowed inside the villa.Nola must have arrived before him.A smile touched his mouth, and his pace quickened.He changed his shoes at the entrance, checked the living room, then headed upstairs.“Nola.”The bedroom door stood open, light spilling into the hall.Calder walked in.The violin lay on the bed.Nola did not.Her phone was there too.He searched the other

 In the small pavilion hidden among the bamboo behind the Rook residence, Blythe looked at Melissa.“Make sure it is handled cleanly. Better yet, kill her outright and dump her into the sea. No loose ends.”Melissa lowered her voice.“Our people were not the ones who took her.”“What?”Blythe’s mouth parted.“You did not arrange it? Then who did? What happened?”Nola knew too much.