Todos os capítulos de Pampered by the Dominant Billionaire After My Divorce: Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

“What is it?” Vince asked flatly.Frank gave a gloating grin. “What do you think? You and Cecily showing off at the Wilson Golf Club— your Grandpa almost had a stroke.”“Then just pretend you didn’t see me,” Vince said lazily, leaning back and soon closing his eyes.If he called back, his grandfather would just yell at him again anyway.Since they were so desperate for a granddaughter-in-law, fine—he’d bring one home.……After the incident at the Garcia Group, Adam Garcia returned to the Garcia Family home with Jessica and Susan.Susan hadn’t wanted to come at first, but after seeing the video Adam showed her, she had to swallow her temper.To be fair, she didn’t really believe Cecily would ever betray them.But after seeing that video, she couldn’t help but wonder— did she really not understand this woman at all?Jessica had been asked to wait downstairs for a while, so only Adam and Susan were left in the bedroom.Susan’s face looked like it had aged ten years in an instant. Seeing

Cecily could only laugh helplessly.She had no idea why Grandpa Gavin came looking for her tonight. She’d been nervous at first, but now she felt oddly calm.Maybe… he’d mixed things up and come to “thank” her?But she had never leaked any secrets to the Boucheron Group. His whole visit left her feeling a little speechless.After walking him out, Cecily went back to the living room and saw a new friend request sitting on Snapchat. She could only tap Accept.A message popped up right away—“For the sake of those noodles, I’ll reluctantly give you a passing grade.”A passing grade? For noodles? What was that even supposed to mean?Cecily sighed, tossed her phone aside, and headed for a shower.……When Susan came to, Adam Garcia wasn’t by her side—he’d rushed to the company.Jessica had been there the whole time, tending to her.But the moment Susan saw Jessica, her face darkened.“What are you doing here? You’re not welcome in this house. Jessica, show some self-respect and walk out on

Adam rubbed his temples, feeling like his head was about to explode.The company was a complete mess.“Two years ago, during the construction of the Coastal Bridge, a few workers died… I might have to spend a few days at the police station.”“What?!” Susan felt the world spin. Her face went pale, and both Adam and Jessica quickly rushed to help—pressing her acupoint, patting her back until she finally caught her breath again.“Mom, don’t worry,” Adam said softly. “It’s just for a few days. Bob will get me out soon. I’m just going in to calm things down for the higher-ups. It’s not that serious.”But his expression was grim. He hadn’t expected something buried for two years to resurface—dragged out by someone who clearly wanted to crush the Garcia Group while it was down.For now, the only choice was to go in quietly, stay a few days, and come back out clean.“Why you, though…” Susan’s tears fell freely. “Adam, can’t you find someone else to take your place? What if you can’t come out?

There was something uncertain in his expression—on a face that was usually so calm, so confident, even a little arrogant, now faintly shadowed with doubt.“Why?” Cecily couldn’t help but ask back.Sunlight streamed through the half-open driver’s side window, slanting across Vince’s hair and throwing shards of gold along the sharp lines of his cheek. His eyes were deep, his features chiseled, his expression unreadable—always carrying that quiet, intimidating edge.When she turned to face him, his lashes lifted slightly, his lips pressed together in that restrained, almost lazy way.“So you really won’t consider being my woman?”He ignored her question completely.Cecily’s heart tightened. She opened her mouth to speak—but before she could, he pulled her into his arms.The motion was sudden, firm, familiar—his warmth wrapping around her as his low voice brushed against her ear.“You don’t have to answer me,” he murmured. “If your answer’s something I don’t want to hear, then… don’t sa

But this time…?Would he really come save her this time?She was the one who pushed him away.A sour mix of hurt and despair spread through Cecily’s whole body until she felt frozen stiff.“Cecily, call your husband,” a female officer said gently, unable to bear Cecily’s empty stare. “Ask him to find you a lawyer or arrange bail as soon as possible.”A phone was pressed into Cecily’s hands.She stared at it for a long time.Call Adam?What a joke.If she called him, he wouldn’t hire a lawyer—he probably wouldn’t even pick up.But then… who could she call?Cecily closed her eyes, dialed a number, and waited through a few rings.“Hello? Who is this?” came an elderly voice.At the sound of it, her tears broke free. “Grandpa Mr. Smith, I… I’m in trouble…”……Twenty minutes later, Cecily was taken back to a temporary holding cell.On her left and right were inmates—one for murder, the other for drugs.She sat in the middle, knees hugged to her chest, forehead resting on folded arms.It was