บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaires Blind Reckoning: บทที่ 151 - บทที่ 160

Clover POVA rustle of movement and the faint creak of the house pulled me out of sleep.I blinked slowly, disoriented, then remembered where I was, that's right in Lucas’s movie room, curled up in that ridiculously comfortable recliner. My neck was warm. Too warm. I pushed at the extra blanket and groaned.“Who put this on me?” I muttered, tossing it aside. I already had one. No wonder I woke up sweating.I reached for the recline button, but then I heard it.A woman’s voice.Emily.Not panicked. Not hurt.No it was a loud scream of pleasure, " Yes Luc... right there...fuck..."I froze, eyes wide, then let out a long, suffering groan.“I would tell my brother to invest in soundproof walls,” I whispered to myself, dragging a hand down my face, “but he lives alone, so that would be unnecessary.”Another muffled sound and a loud groan carried down the hall and I winced. Nope. Absolutely not. If I could hear them from here, my assigned bedroom was even closer. There was no way I was w

Clover’s POV By the time Friday rolled around, I woke up with a long, exhausted sigh.Maybe, just maybe, Zade had been right.Not about everything.But about Bennett and his attraction to me.Thursday had been the first official day of my new security detail. Terrence Clark and Bennett Radecki.And Bennett…Yeah.Zade wasn’t completely wrong.He picked me up from work at five sharp since I’m no longer using Joe, my Uber driver. The moment I stepped outside, the black SUV was already waiting.Bennett got out immediately.He opened the door.Which was standard.He took my bag.Ok that's professional.He held my arm while I stepped down the curb.Okay. A little extra.Once I slid into the passenger seat, he placed my bag carefully beside me, shut the door, then walked around to the driver’s side. When he got in, he gave me that slow, easy smile.“How was your day, Ms. Clover?”And God help me.The man is fine.Six-three. Medium muscular build. Thick, curly dark hair that falls just enou

Clover’s POVAfter sitting there for another ten minutes, the silence in the waiting area becomes unbearable.Zade finally exhales hard and rubs the back of his neck.“Let’s just go.”I look at him, still holding on to a small piece of hope that maybe, just maybe, I was wrong. That Daisy would suddenly walk through those doors and prove all of us wrong.But deep down… we both know she isn’t coming.I slowly stand, smoothing my hands down the front of my dress. Zade rises beside me, and together we walk toward the exit.The moment we step outside, Bennett is already there, holding the door open.“Thank you so much, Bennett,” I say politely as I pass.“No problem. No problem at all.”He releases the door just as Zade reaches it. The glass swings shut behind me, and I’m pretty sure Zade barely manages to catch it before it hits him in the face.I hear him clear his throat behind us.“So… I’ll meet you back at Blackwood Company.”I glance over my shoulder.“Yes. We’ll be there.”He gives

Janine’s POVThe moment the call ends, I stare down at my phone.A slow sigh escapes my lips.“That story didn’t sound believable at all,” I mutter to myself.I lean back in my chair, tapping the edge of my desk with my finger.“Seriously… if you went to the hospital because you were in pain,” I murmur, thinking it through, “how are you already back home in less than two hours?”It doesn’t make sense.None of it does.I push my chair back and stand, pacing slowly around my office.Something about Daisy’s voice felt… rehearsed.Careful.Like she was trying too hard.I stop near the window and look outside before shaking my head.“You know what,” I whisper. “Let me call my son.”I grab my phone again and scroll through my contacts before tapping the name.Zade Smith.The phone rings once.Twice.Then he picks up.“Hey, Mom,” he says. “What’s up?”His voice sounds calm, but I can always hear the tension underneath when something is bothering him.“Hey, baby,” I reply softly. “How did the

Zade’s POV continuedWe walk out of the office together.As we approach the elevator, I notice both security guards sitting at their posts.Terrence is busy flirting with the secretary.But Bennett is staring directly at us.Specifically at our hands.I tighten my grip on Clover’s fingers.“So,” I say casually, “the house has been staged for sale.”She glances at me.“I’m going to put it on the market soon so you can get your portion of the sale.”I shrug.“I’ll have my lawyer contact yours.”She smiles faintly.“Honestly, Zade… even before the accident, I never liked that house.”She shakes her head.“It was too big.”Then she laughs softly.“And now that I’ve seen it with clear eyes?”“It’s actually really ugly.”I sigh.“I know.”I run a hand through my hair.“My mom picked it out.”She nods knowingly.“You never liked flashy things,” I continue. “Old mansions. Empty hallways.”I shake my head.“I should’ve known.”The elevator dings.“It’ll be listed before Thursday,” I tell her.