《Accidentally Married to a Billionaire 》全部章節：第 71 章 - 第 80 章

Eric's POVWhen I arrived at the boardroom, everyone was already seated. Quiet conversations floated through the air but died down the moment I stepped in. Every eye followed me as I made my way to my seatI kept my expression neutral but inside, my thoughts were anything but.Julian has been arrested?Even now, it didn’t really sit right.I pulled out my chair and sat down, the leather creaked softly beneath me.My father cleared his throat, drawing everyone’s attention.“Let’s begin.”“As you are all aware,” he continued, “there has been an unexpected development regarding Julian. He has been taken into police custody under circumstances we are still working to fully understand.”A ripple of whispers moved through the room.“While details remain limited,” he went on, “we must immediately address the implications this has on Macmillan Holdings.”Implications.That was one way to put it.I leaned back slightly, my gaze swept across the room, reading the expressions on their faces. Som

Sienna's POV The nurse suggested that I go home to get some rest because of my condition but I couldn't leave the hospital.Mom was moved out of the emergency room a few hours ago into a quieter ward. The doctors said she collapsed from the shock, that her body simply gave in to the weight of it all, she was stable now, fine—that was the word they used. But there was nothing fine about the way she stared blankly ahead, refusing to speak or eat despite the nurses’ gentle attempts. It was like she had retreated somewhere deep inside herself, somewhere we couldn’t reach.The doctor said she just needed time, but what she needed most right now was us—Jessica and me—by her side, helping her find her way back from this. I nodded when he said it, even though I had no idea how to pull her back when I was still trying to keep myself from falling apart.I sat on the small couch directly opposite Mom's bed, Jessica was fast asleep with her head resting on my shoulder.My phone buzzed softly bes

Sienna's POV Brenda’s eyes flickered around the living room, then she looked back at me.“Can we talk somewhere private?”For a second, I considered saying no. Today has already taken so much out of me emotionally, mentally and physically. But I was curious to hear what she wanted to say.“Okay,” I said, giving a small nod. “Follow me.”I led her upstairs to my bedroom.The door creaked softly as I pushed it open. I stepped in first, moving toward the bed and sitting down slowly.Brenda followed, closing the door gently behind her before taking a seat beside me, leaving just enough space between us.For a moment, neither of us spoke. Then she exhaled deeply.“I was envious of you.”I leaned in slightly and listened.“You had everything I thought I wanted,” she continued, her gaze fixed on her hands. “Your life, confidence, the way people respected you, and the way Jason looked at you.”My fingers tightened slightly on the bedspread.“And I hated how easy it seemed for you. How comple

Eric's POV“What?” The word came out sharper than I intended, edged with disbelief.A few people turned to look at us.“The doctors said you were about three weeks pregnant,” I continued, lowering my voice as I leaned forward slightly. “That lines up with the night we…”“I know,” she cut in softly. “That’s why it worked.”Worked?“Start talking, Megan.” I said, leaning back in my chair.She nodded slowly.“It started about five months ago,” she said, her gaze drifting slightly.“I met him at a charity gala.”I frowned slightly.“Julian?” I asked.She nodded.“My uncle was the host of the event.”Her voice softened slightly.“I was standing alone near the balcony trying to get some air when he walked up to me.”“He didn’t introduce himself right away, so I didn't know he was your cousin,” she added. “He just started talking like we already knew each other.”“He was effortlessly charming, attentive and observant. We talked for hours that night,” she continued then looked at me.“We star

Sienna's POVThe entire hall was bathed in warm golden light, reflecting off crystal chandeliers that hung like suspended stars from the ceiling. Every surface gleamed—polished marble floors, glass centerpieces, and gold-trimmed table settings.Macmillan Holdings didn’t do anything halfway.Round tables were arranged neatly across the hall, each seating four guests, draped in ivory silk cloths with gold accents. Elegant floral arrangements sat at the center of each table—white roses intertwined with soft greenery.Waiters in crisp black-and-white uniforms moved seamlessly through the room, offering drinks and appetizers to already seated guests.The air was filled with quiet conversations, soft laughter, and the occasional clink of glassware. At the far end of the hall, was the stage, a gold podium stood at the center.That was where Eric would stand tonight to address everyone.I felt his hand tighten slightly around mine and I glanced at him. His expression was composed but I knew h