Todos los capítulos de THE BILLIONAIRE'S CONTRACT WIFE : Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

Nathan's POV"Whoever is sending these did not stop just because we found Daniel," I said, staring at the message glowing on Ellie's phone, feeling the ground shift beneath us yet again, just when I thought we had finally reached solid footing.The bakery had gone quiet around us, Daniel and Caroline exchanging a confused, wary glance that told me instantly this message had not come from either of them, and something colder than before settled into my chest at the realization that whoever had been orchestrating this from the shadows was still out there, watching, patient, entirely separate from the son and mother we had just spent a full day trying to make right."It is not me," Daniel said quickly, before anyone could even ask him directly. "I do not know who else would know about a second secret at all. I only ever knew about my mother, about the letters, about everything Rose just showed us.""Then who," Ellie asked, looking around the table, her voice tight, "would know something

Nathan's POV"Now you finally understand what you are truly protecting." Nobody in that attic moved. Nobody breathed. The words sat there glowing on my phone like they were waiting to see which one of us would break first."Read it again," Sophie said, already crouched beside me, her voice low and even, the voice she used in depositions when a witness was about to say something they would regret. "Slowly. Word for word."I did not need to read it again. It was already carved into me. "Whoever is doing this knows about the Marlowe partnership," I said, tapping the old document still spread across my knees, the ink faded but the meaning of it sharper than anything I had read in years. "They know something none of us knew an hour ago, and they wanted us to feel small the second we learned it."Rose had gone very still in her chair by the attic window, her tea forgotten, both hands pressed flat against her thighs like she was holding herself down. "Marlowe," she said quietly, testing the

Nathan's POV"The ring was never really lost." Four words, and every certainty I had built my life on since childhood cracked straight down the middle in front of a room full of people I loved, people who were watching me try to hold myself together in real time."What ring," Ellie asked, already reaching for my hand, sensing the shift in me before I even understood it myself, the way she always seemed to know before I said a single word."My mother's ring," I said slowly, the memory surfacing sideways, unwanted, dragging up years I had not let myself think about in a long time. "It went missing the year she died. My father told me it was stolen during the funeral, that someone in the crowd of mourners took it right off her jewelry box while the house was full of strangers paying respects.""You never told me that," Ellie said softly, her thumb tracing gentle circles against the back of my hand."I never thought about it," I admitted. "It was one loss folded inside a much bigger one.

Nathan's POV"I found where the money went, and you are not going to like whose name is attached to it." Marcus said it flatly, no preamble, the moment Ellie and I walked through the office door the next morning, hollow eyed and running on almost no sleep at all, both of us still shaken from the night before."Show me," I said, dropping into the chair across from him, Ellie settling beside me with Rosie's diaper bag still slung over one shoulder, refusing to leave either of us out of her sight after last night's scare had rattled something loose in all of us.Marcus turned his laptop toward us, a spreadsheet of wire transfers filling the screen, dates and amounts stretching back nearly three months, each entry a small confirmation of exactly how long this had been planned. "Someone has been paying Meredith Marlowe's expenses since the week she was first contacted," he said. "Travel, a hotel here in the city, even a retainer for a lawyer she never actually hired. Somebody wanted her re

Nathan's POV"My brother has been lying to both of you, and I think he has been lying to me too." Vanessa Cole said it the moment she opened her office door, before either of us had a chance to explain why we had shown up unannounced at nine in the morning, her face already tight with worry she had clearly been carrying alone for days."You already knew," Ellie said carefully, watching Vanessa's face for any flicker of deception, the two of them sizing each other up the way they always had since the very first dinner party years ago, old wariness never entirely gone between them."I suspected," Vanessa admitted, closing the door behind us and gesturing toward the chairs across from her desk. "Preston has been distant for months. Secretive in a way that felt different from his usual quiet. I told myself it was nothing. I did not want it to be something, because I did not want to lose another person in my family to this kind of ugliness.""It is something," I said, sliding my phone acro