All Chapters of Bound by a Billion Dollar Marriage: Chapter 101 - Chapter 105

She lifted her sleep mask and squinted at the AC panel and her eye twitched.Eighty-six degrees. That's not a room temperature, that's a threat.She glanced sideways at the man beside her."COUGH cough cough COUGH!" Isla's irritation snapped instantly into pure panic when she caught sight of a very toned, very bare chest.He TOOK HIS SHIRT OFF."Are you INSANE?!" Isla nearly vaulted off the mattress, every hair on her body standing straight up.She spun away, curling into a tight ball, eyes screwed shut, trying to erase the image.Not that it worked. All she could think about was that lean, cut, distractingly toned frame."How do you just casually decide to sleep SHIRTLESS?!" Isla managed, once her heart rate came down enough to actually complain.She stayed curled up, face flaming red, lashes fluttering rapid-fire from sheer nerves.Beside her, Grayson shifted slightly, voice coming from behind, low and unbothered. "Men don't usually sleep fully dressed. Did you not know that?"Isla

"Lock down the entire hospital. Find her, alive, now." Grayson's voice cut cold through the chaos."Yes, sir!"Bianca had been scanning the dark for Grayson's silhouette, and the second she spotted him, her interest sharpened instantly.She glanced toward where Marcus had disappeared, then gestured for Richard to wheel her over."Mr. Vale, worried about Isla? Don't be she just went off with Marcus that way. Looked like they had something important to discuss." Bianca coughed convincingly as she approached, face artfully streaked with soot, delivering the line with practiced sweetness.The words landed light but to Grayson, they carried an entirely different weight.She's still pulling this.Grayson turned in the direction Bianca had pointed and set off immediately, disregarding the risk of pursuing spread fire.Bianca prodded Richard forward, and he hurried her along, keeping pace with Grayson's rapid stride."Mr. Vale, Isla was just catching up with an old friend, that's all. Please

Marcus flinched at the sudden outburst. He slid into the driver's seat immediately, glancing back. "Sir, should we swing by to pick up the young mistress along the way...?""Drive," Grayson said flatly, expression stormy.Marcus, thoroughly confused but too wary to push it, obeyed without another word.The car pulled out of the hospital and stopped at the first red light, and Marcus took the opportunity to relay what he'd learned.Grayson sat in the back, legs crossed, radiating cold authority even in silence, his sharp features half-shadowed, eyes carrying an unmistakable danger."Sir, preliminary findings say the fire started with a patient sneaking a cigarette in a storage room downstairs. Terminal illness, apparently didn't care about the rules. But the cigarette pack itself is unaccounted for, it didn't belong to any registered patient.""I don't think this was random. Could be Vale family business, could be Mu Zunlong. If it's the family, Julian's still at risk. If it's Mu Zunlo