All Chapters of Signed, Sealed, I’m Rich: The Rejected Luna’s Multi-Billion : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Salome’s POV"You think someone is actually coming to save you?" Rosendo asked.He moved toward me, his silhouette cutting through the pale moonlight and the thick ocean mist. He was smiling, but it was the kind of look that made my blood turn to ice. When he leaned down, the smell of stale sweat and grease hit me. He reached out and ran a thumb over my cheek. His skin felt slick and cold. I yanked my head to the side, the tape over my mouth making me choke on a silent sob.Rosendo just laughed. He pulled his hand back and sniffed his fingers like he was smelling something expensive. He looked at me with a hunger that made my stomach turn."Nobody knows you’re here, Salome," he whispered, his face inches from mine. "You’re all alone."My heart hammered against my ribs. Inside my mind, Vesper was screaming. She was restless, pacing in the dark corners of my consciousness. I begged her to do something. I told her we had to break the chair or snap the ropes. But she was sluggish. We had b

Jeremiah’s POV"I hope the poor girl is okay," Rosendo said. He actually had the nerve to look worried. He pulled his brows together, playing the part of the concerned boss while he watched me for a reaction.I didn’t blink. I just stared at him, waiting to see if his mask would slip. "She is fine," I said. My voice was flat and cold. "They found her an hour ago."I watched his eyes. He didn’t twitch. He didn’t shift his feet or look away. He just stood there with that same smug look on his face. He was too calm. Nobody stays that still unless they have practiced their lies. His lack of a reaction told me everything I needed to know."Why are you acting like this is the end of the world?" Rita suddenly screamed. She sounded like she was about to snap. "Are you really that scared? Or do you just care about her too much?"Her voice was high and sharp. She was shaking with a mix of anger and pure confusion. I didn’t raise

Salome’s POV“I was only checking for injuries, Salome,” Rosendo said.His voice shook, and he wouldn't meet my eyes. He held his hands out as if he were the victim here.“You saw the blood and thought you could help,” I said, my voice flat. “Is that the story?”“Yes! Exactly. I thought - ”“You weren't helping,” I interrupted. “You were excited. You enjoyed seeing me hurt.”The accusation hit the room like a physical weight. Rosendo’s mouth snapped shut. He looked around the circle of pack members, searching for a single friendly face. He looked at Rita, but she turned her head away. No one was going to save him.The silence was broken by the sharp, clear sound of a voice coming from Benedict’s phone. It was Remigio Shawn.“I believe we have heard enough,” Remigio said.The shift in the room was instant. Every wolf ther

Salome’s POV“You were looking at him like you still belonged to him,” Barnabas growled, the legs of his chair scraping harshly against the linoleum floor as he stood.I didn't flinch. I just stared at the ceiling of the hospital room, my voice flat. “Lower your voice and get out.”The room went silent. Barnabas looked like I’d slapped him. He opened his mouth, probably to demand an explanation or start another round of accusations, but I didn't give him the chance. I reached out and pressed the red nurse call button with a steady finger.“I am serious, Barnabas. Go clear your head somewhere else,” I said, looking him right in the eye. “You aren't my husband anymore. You don't get to have an opinion on who I look at.”He looked like he wanted to argue, but the sight of the glowing call light stopped him. He didn't leave, though. He just slumped back into the chair, deflated.The nex

Salome’s POV“So, what is the plan for the factory?” I asked, breaking the heavy silence that filled the hospital room.The truth about Román and Rosendo was still sinking in. They had played everyone for over ten years, right under our noses. I shifted against the stiff pillows, my leg throbbing under the thick bandages.“Are you going to fire everyone?” I continued. “The whole place is rotting from the inside.”Jeremiah stood at the foot of my bed. He looked as polished as ever, not a single hair out of place despite the chaos of the last twenty-four hours. He checked his watch with a calm, steady hand.“Yes,” Jeremiah said. His voice was flat, like he was reading off a grocery list. “A full reorganization is the only way forward. I cannot leave those corrupt elements in place. It would be a slap in the face to the honest workers who expect their Alpha to actually lead.”