The Billionaire's Revenge Bride
fading as the wheels kissed the ground. Scarlett exhaled softly, her gaze fixed out the wi
, she was the one holding the le
ink blanket. Her daughter. The very reason she had fought, planned, survived. Scarlett reached
ured, her voice softer than it ever was wi
didn't wake, her tiny han
who was already watching her with that unreadable expression. He was leaning back
not in doubt, but in a way that su
let on her wrist. "You ask me that like I hav
as he stood. "Fair enough. I'll
another word, stepping off the jet in
crawling with press when Scarlett arr
front of the grand courthouse steps. The sleek machine barely made a sound as it came to a sto. The
reath drawn in before the chaos erupted. The press surged for
or them to recognize her, and
th
. Scarlet
crafted, no label, no duplicates. Not even the b
s aren't they ones that were au
no one knew wh
your hands on one of those? You don't just buy it. You h
f acknowledgment. She didn't need to confirm their whispers, she had
he city, Daniel was
n was progressively worse than the last. He finally yanked it out of his pocket,
MISING POSITION WITH MODEL IN PRIVATE SUITE
ting as he scrolled through the images. He was sitting too close to a wom
re. This had to be some ki
nn, was saying, his voice urgent. "It's already blowing up. Th
the table. "That's not me,"
blic doesn't. Right now, the court is watching yo
in court in th
esitate
rus of voices calling after him. He had to get to court. The mome
r announced, slowing to a stop b
harply. "Then ta
es all over downtown. There's," He frowned, checking
pened into frustration.
hone buzzed again. Another da
S CRITICAL COURT HEARING? RUM
d. "What the he
re say it. The car was at a standstill. Horns blared in the distance,
g wasn't right, shoving a hand through hi
't just b
r a brief moment who would be trying
press was still outside, but the courtroom itself was nearly empty. There were a few l
him near the doors, her arms were
l me I didn't just fight throug
You didn't ex
body went r
she clarified. "It was adjo
clenched at h
presidential matter was brought to the court's attention. A last
n of realization creeping into his chest,
as playin
hestrated this
t
oice tight. He needed to ge
othing confirmed yet. It
ow this convenient delay, there was definitely something wrong. The whole damn situation seemed like
room, and turned his head, and for the first
eaking to one of her attorneys, complet
eath s
last time he had seen her, she had been frantic and vulnerable. S
woman? She wa
d slightly, it was not a smirk, not quite. Just a
d her go, his
his gut told him. She wasn't just her