บททั้งหมดของ The Wife They Rejected Was a Billionaire Heiress: บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

"How's that even possible?" Marcus shot Nathan a flat look.The kind of look that asked, silently, do you actually think I'm that transparent?"Then why are you"Before Nathan finished the question, Marcus cut in. "I'm doing this because Sebastian still thinks there's something between me and Naomi.""You and Naomi? Something between you?" Nathan couldn't hold back a laugh. "Aren't you worried he'll eventually find out the truth and come after you over it?""He's not interested in her." Marcus stayed unbothered. "And even if he were, he's already told our grandfather he wants out of the engagement. Whatever he finds out later, that's on him. He's the one who walked away first."Nathan reached up and adjusted his glasses.Since when did my brother get this calculating?"On another note, Vivian." Nathan's expression sobered. "I found her actual birth parents. Do we send her back?""Not yet." Marcus tapped a rhythm against the table. "Wait until Naomi's fully settled back with us. If Viv

Naomi had spent years grinding it out in a small town, settling for a bad marriage, while Vivian had lived every day of that same stretch as the pampered Sinclair heiress.Given all that, it wasn't unreasonable to expect some return on the family's investment. That expectation was the entire reason they'd taken her in to begin with.Thinking about how Naomi had finally come home, and about every quiet and not-so-quiet shot Vivian had already taken at her, something in Marcus's expression hardened further.Every instinct told him to let his anger loose on her right now. Reason won out over that instinct, barely."I called you in to talk about your biological parents." Marcus didn't dance around it.The color drained completely from Vivian's already pale face. Her hands twisted into the hem of her dress. "You... found them?"Is this it? Am I actually getting sent away?Something flickered with surprise behind Marcus's eyes, he hadn't expected her to catch on this fast. He nodded. "We di

Naomi's mouth curved faintly.So my hunch was right. He brought me here to formally bring me on board."You agreed to join Cole Enterprises before. Does that still hold?" Sebastian asked, unhurried.Naomi nodded. "Of course."She skimmed the terms quickly and realized every clause had clearly been drafted with her specifically in mind.Her eyes lifted to Sebastian, something surprised flickering behind them.Is this... charity?"This salary..." Naomi said, careful.Most firms paid architectural designers somewhere between forty and eighty thousand a year.Cole Enterprises was the top firm in the state, she'd guessed a figure closer to a hundred fifty thousand.Instead, the number staring back at her read three hundred thousand.That was just for the probationary period. Full-time, post-probation, the figure climbed to six hundred thousand.Practically double what she'd expected.Sebastian, misreading her tone, assumed she was objecting to the number being too low.He genuinely hadn't

Old Mr. Blackwood was the one person left in that family Naomi still felt any real guilt toward.Thinking back to the video Sebastian had shown her, something cold settled over her expression.She'd actually been meaning to ask the old man about everything that had happened years ago, and gauge, quietly, whether he'd known the truth all along.If he was in on itThen he was complicit too.She respected him deeply. She genuinely hoped that wasn't the case."Where's Grandpa right now?" Naomi asked.Reading the shift, Ethan understood she'd caved.A rare smile crossed his mouth. "At the estate. I'll take you now."This time, Naomi didn't refuse.Ethan shot Sebastian a pointed look, laced with quiet territorial edge. "Mr. Cole, I'll take Naomi to see my grandfather. I'll get her home after. No need to trouble you further."The implication was clear enough, you can leave now.Sebastian understood exactly what that meant.His eyes cut to Naomi, waiting.Does she want me gone too?Catching h

Naomi reached down, freed the hem of her sleeve from Julian's grip, and walked out fast."Julian, you're free to go find Chloe and let her play mom now."That one line left both father and son visibly stricken.Neither of them had a single word to say back.Naomi shot them both a cold, final look and strode out of the Blackwood estate.She genuinely didn't want to spend another second in that house. If it weren't for the old man, she'd never have set foot there at all. Rotten luck, all around."I'll drive you home." Ethan caught up behind her.Right then, Marcus called, and Naomi gave him her location."Don't bother, Ethan. Someone's already coming."Ethan dug in stubbornly, scrambling for something to keep the conversation alive, until he caught the flat, unreadable set of Naomi's profile and lost his nerve entirely.He still couldn't figure out how she'd found out about the proposal to Chloe.He couldn't understand how, either, given how carefully they'd both covered their tracks.A