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The Blind Heiress Returns: Wanted By My Ex's Mafia Uncle 091. Who's representing?
“Adam, it’s just one evening,” Chloe said gently, sitting across from her brother in the Westbrook mansion’s sunlit sitting room. Her cane leaned against her chair, and it felt comforting to her as she leaned forward a bit. “You can be our representative at the gala. I’ll even be your plus one.”Adam shook his head, his jaw tightening as he leaned back in his wheelchair. “Chloe, no offense, but this isn’t a good look for the Westbrooks. Imagine me rolling into that ballroom like this, and you—” He stopped short, his eyes darting to her cane before quickly looking away. “I mean, people will talk.”Chloe exhaled slowly, her fingers brushing over the hem of her skirt. “I understand,” she said softly. “But you can’t let what people might say stop you. You’re still a Westbrook. That name carries weight, no matter what.”Adam’s lips pressed into a thin line. “It’s not just about what people say, Chloe. It’s about perception. Right now, we can’t afford to look weak.”Chloe leaned back in her
Last Updated : 2024-11-28The Blind Heiress Returns: Wanted By My Ex's Mafia Uncle 092. The fall...
“Miss Chloe, someone’s approaching.”“Who?” she asked, her fingers tightening on the handle of her cane.“Sofia Sawyer,” Marcus said, his tone laced with suspicion.Chloe’s lips thinned. She turned slightly, her head tilting as Sofia’s heels clicked louder against the floor.“Chloe,” Sofia greeted with a saccharine sweetness that didn’t reach her eyes. “What a surprise to see you here.”Chloe’s expression remained calm. “I was invited, the same way you were, Sofia.”Sofia chuckled, stepping closer. “Of course, you were. I just thought you might be... recovering, or dealing with one thing or another to bother coming.”Marcus shifted uncomfortably, but Chloe raised a hand, stopping him from intervening. ‘I’ll be fine, Marcus. Why don’t you go get us a drink? I feel I’ll need one after this.”Marcus nodded before turning away. Chloe turned her gaze back to where she believes Sofia was standing. “What do you want, Sofia?”Sofia’s smile faded, replaced by a sharp edge. “I wanted to see yo
Last Updated : 2024-11-28The Blind Heiress Returns: Wanted By My Ex's Mafia Uncle 093. Significant trauma...
The sickening crunch of bone under pressure echoed in the dimly lit room, followed by the guttural groan of a man on his knees. Leo King straightened, his knuckle ring glinting with a faint smear of blood under the single overhead light. His dark eyes were cold, and his face showed no feelings of mercy.“Where’s my money?” Leo spoke in a low voice that felt threatening, showing he was someone who wanted answers. And he wanted them without delaysThe man on the ground gasped, clutching his ribs as he tried to speak. “I-I told you,” he stammered, his words faltering under the weight of fear. “I don’t know. I don’t know where—”Leo’s fist connected with his jaw before he could finish, sending him sprawling to the floor. “Don’t lie to me,” Leo growled, shaking out his hand. His expression was icy, with no patience whatsoever. “I’ll give you one more chance.”The man whimpered, trembling as Leo advanced on him again. Before he could strike, a sharp ring cut through the tension. Leo froze,
Last Updated : 2024-11-29The Blind Heiress Returns: Wanted By My Ex's Mafia Uncle 094. Accusations...
The words filled the room, feeling weighty and overwhelming. “She lost the baby.”Leo’s breath caught in his throat, his body going rigid as if he had just been hit. He looked over at Chloe, lying still on the bed. Her pale face showed a mix of exhaustion and pain, tears silently soaking into her pillow.“Leave us,” Leo said firmly. His voice was quiet and sounded strained as if he were trying hard to keep his emotions in check.The doctor hesitated but gave a brief nod, signalling the nurse to follow. They slipped out, the soft click of the door leaving Leo and Chloe alone in the oppressive silence of the room.He stepped closer, his shoes echoing faintly against the sterile floor. His throat felt dry, his words stuck somewhere between his chest and his lips.“Chloe,” he murmured, his voice almost breaking.She didn’t respond. Her eyes stayed fixed on the ceiling, unfocused and glassy.Leo sat down in the chair next to her bed with a noticeable weight in his posture. He reached for
Last Updated : 2024-11-29The Blind Heiress Returns: Wanted By My Ex's Mafia Uncle 095. Talk to me...
Hours passed, stretching out like an eternity. Chloe didn’t speak, and her silence hurt him more than any angry words, accusations or outburst could have.Leo remained by her side, refusing to leave. He typed short replies to Anton’s messages and ignored Marcus’s calls completely. Nothing else mattered at that moment.“Chloe,” he tried again, his voice steady but quiet. “Talk to me. Please.”Her lips parted just a little, and for a moment, he hoped she would say something. But when she closed her mouth again, his heart sank.“I know you’re hurting,” he said, leaning closer. “But you don’t have to do this alone. Let me be here for you.”She turned her head slowly, her eyes finally meeting his. They were filled with pain so deep it almost broke him.“This is my fault,” she said in a cracked whisper.Leo’s brows furrowed. “No. Don’t say that.”“It is,” she insisted in a trembling voice. “If I hadn’t gone to that event... If I hadn’t been stubborn... The baby—” Her voice broke, and she tu
Last Updated : 2024-11-29The Blind Heiress Returns: Wanted By My Ex's Mafia Uncle 096. A quiet spot...
The soft hum of the engine filled the car as Leo drove Chloe home from the hospital. The air had a light smell of leather and the fresh, clean scent of recently cleaned upholstery. Chloe sat in the passenger seat, her hands resting in her lap, her fingers loosely clasped around the handle of her cane.The scenery blurred past outside the windows, but Chloe kept her head down, her thoughts heavy. She still felt her grief heavy on her chest, each heartbeat reminding her of the loss she had experienced.Leo glanced at her from time to time, his jaw tight with concern. He wasn't accustomed to seeing Chloe in such a withdrawn and fragile state. He knew Chloe as a fierce and commanding woman, capable of handling any situation. Though she had her moments back then when he just knew her, she had grown. Seeing her in such a state tore at him, yet he remained determined to bring her out of the darkness.“Almost there,” Leo said softly, breaking the silence.Chloe nodded but said nothing.As
Last Updated : 2024-11-30The Blind Heiress Returns: Wanted By My Ex's Mafia Uncle 097. A simple picnic...
As they walked, Chloe felt a shift in the air—a sense of openness, as if they had entered a wide clearing.“We’re here,” Leo said, his voice dropping into a softer tone.He guided her to sit down on a blanket that was spread beneath the shade of a towering oak tree. Chloe’s hand brushed against the fabric, and she could feel the slight rise of its woven texture.“What is this?” she asked, her curiosity piqued.“A picnic,” Leo replied. “Nothing extravagant, but I thought it might be nice to get away for a bit.”Chloe reached out hesitantly, her fingers brushing the edge of a wicker basket. “You planned all this?”“Of course,” Leo said, his tone light but sincere. “You’ve been through so much, Chloe. You deserve a break.”She took a moment to reply, feeling the impact of his thoughtfulness around her. “Thank you,” she said quietly, her voice almost breaking.“Don’t thank me yet,” Leo teased. “The sandwiches might be terrible.”Chloe let out a soft laugh, the sound surprising even hersel
Last Updated : 2024-11-30The Blind Heiress Returns: Wanted By My Ex's Mafia Uncle 098. Welcome back...
The news of Chloe finding an eye donor spread throughout the Westbrook family like a much-needed burst of sunshine. It seemed to set a cascade of good fortune into motion. Within days, her father was discharged from the hospital. Although he was still weak, he would be recovering steadily at home. Francis, too, received his release, but now he had to confront the challenge of physical therapy. Adam, who had been through the ordeal himself, wore a smug grin the morning Francis began his sessions.“Francis, just a tip,” Adam said, leaning casually against his crutch in the living room, his tone dripping with mock wisdom. “Don’t cry too hard when they make you stretch muscles you forgot existed. It’s unbecoming for an elder brother.”Francis scowled good-naturedly from his seat. “I don’t cry, Adam. Unlike you, I have dignity.”Chloe, sipping her morning tea, let out a quiet laugh. “Boys, play nice. Or Marcus might get tire out and decide not to drive us today.”Marcus, standing by the
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The Blind Heiress Returns: Wanted By My Ex's Mafia Uncle 107. Friendly conversation?...
The days after her confrontation with Leo passed in a haze of confusion and regret for Chloe. She hadn’t meant to push him away with her words. All she wanted was honesty—a glimpse into the shadows he seemed to live in. Yet, she had managed to create a chasm between them.She shook her head as she sat in her office, braille documents under her fingers. It was foolish to keep thinking about him. She didn’t have the luxury to let herself get distracted—not now, not with everything else spiraling around her. Perhaps it was the universe’s way of telling her to focus on herself and the challenges ahead.Still, every so often, her mind would wander, and she would find herself wondering where Leo was. Was he angry? Hurt? Or worse—indifferent?Her frustration simmered as the hours wore on. By the time Marcus helped her into the car that evening, Chloe felt the exhaustion weighing on her, both physically and emotionally.“Rough day?” Marcus asked as he slid into the driver’s seat.“Rough wee
The Blind Heiress Returns: Wanted By My Ex's Mafia Uncle 106. Business man or ex-military?
Chloe's gentle breathing created a calm atmosphere in the still living room while Leo tucked the blanket around her shoulders. Her head lay gently on the soft pillow, her face calm in sleep. For the first time in what seemed like days, she appeared genuinely relaxed, causing him to pause before stepping away from her.As soon as he went outside, the calm appearance faded away. The cool evening air touched his skin, but it did not calm the restless energy flowing inside him. His thoughts raced, each one more intense than the previous, as he walked toward the side of the house where Anton was waiting.“Anton,” Leo said, his voice sharp.Anton moved out from the dark corner of the patio, his big body fitting well into the low light. “He’ll be here soon,” he said, his deep voice calm and steady.Leo nodded, his jaw clenched as he folded his arms. “Okay. I would like this completed promptly.”Their tension was clear as the minutes went by, broken only by the soft chirping of crickets. Le
The Blind Heiress Returns: Wanted By My Ex's Mafia Uncle 105. Step up or fall apart...
“And yet, you’re still here,” he teased gently, brushing a strand of hair from her face.Chloe’s lips curved into a genuine smile, the weight on her shoulders feeling just a little lighter. For the first time in weeks, she allowed herself to hope—not just for a resolution to her troubles, but for something more.Leo’s hand lingered on Chloe’s cheek, his thumb brushing lightly against her skin. The intensity of the kiss they’d just shared hung in the air between them, thick and electric. Chloe’s breath was uneven as she tilted her head slightly, her lips curving into a faint, self-conscious smile.“Leo,” she began, her voice soft but steady, “I—”Whatever words she had been about to say were cut off as Leo leaned in again, his lips capturing hers in a kiss that was as deliberate as it was tender. This time, there was no hesitation, no unspoken tension—only the quiet reassurance of two people finding solace in each other. Chloe’s free hand slid up to rest on his chest, feeling the stead
The Blind Heiress Returns: Wanted By My Ex's Mafia Uncle 104. Riddles and bad jokes...
Leo King sat in his office, scrolling through his phone while sipping his usual black coffee. The sharp taste of the drink combined with the usual flow of emails created a clear difference from the surprising news alert that suddenly appeared on his screen.BREAKING NEWS: WESTBROOK ENTERPRISES INTERIM CEO ACCUSED OF EMBEZZLEMENT.Leo’s heart sank. Chloe. He set the coffee cup down with a soft clink, his jaw tightening as he read further. Every line painted her as a calculating executive funneling funds into offshore accounts. It was a clear attack, and yet the media presented it as gospel truth.Without hesitation, he dialed her number. Chloe picked up after a couple of rings, her tone steady but tired. “Leo.”“Chloe, I just saw the news. What’s going on?”“I don’t know who’s behind this,” she began, her voice measured but tinged with frustration. “Someone planted false evidence. Marcus and Adam are helping me—”“I don’t care what the media says,” Leo interrupted firmly. “I care ab
The Blind Heiress Returns: Wanted By My Ex's Mafia Uncle 103. Jealous scandal...
The mall buzzed with the usual hum of activity: children’s laughter echoing from the play area, the faint clinking of plates from the food court, and the soft strains of background music weaving through the air. Sofia Sawyer strolled through the upscale shopping district, her heels clicking against the polished floor. She carried an aura of determination, masking the simmering bitterness she’d harbored since her last encounter with Chloe.She turned into a designer store, her fingers brushing over racks of meticulously crafted garments. Sofia hardly noticed the clothes—her mind was too busy running through scenarios to regain control of her crumbling image. She needed leverage, an edge against Chloe.“...She thinks she’s untouchable,” a sharp voice cut through Sofia’s thoughts.Sofia turned slightly toward the sound, her curiosity piqued. Near the store’s expansive glass windows stood Nancy Greyson, phone pressed to her ear. Nancy’s body language was as cutting as her tone—shoulder
The Blind Heiress Returns: Wanted By My Ex's Mafia Uncle 102. Gifts returned...
The sound of tires crunching against gravel echoed through the Westbrook mansion driveway, drawing Chloe’s attention from her seat in the drawing room. The faint creak of the front door followed moments later, and Marcus’s measured footsteps approached.“Miss Chloe,” Marcus said from the doorway, his tone careful. “A delivery has arrived for you. It’s... several large boxes.”Chloe tilted her head slightly. “From whom?” she asked, her fingers instinctively tightening around her cane.Marcus hesitated. “Mr. Dan Sawyer.”The name made her chest tighten, her pulse quickening. She forced herself to remain calm, though her voice sharpened. “What’s in the boxes?”“Baby items,” Marcus replied evenly. “A crib, toys, clothes… a few other things. It looks like he was preparing for the child.”Chloe’s lips pressed into a thin line. Her heart sank, and her anger simmered just beneath the surface. “Return them,” she said coolly. “The truck left already, Miss.”“Then call another delivery service
The Blind Heiress Returns: Wanted By My Ex's Mafia Uncle 101. Backed out...
The next few days passed in a blur of happiness and healing for the Westbrook family. The once somber atmosphere of the mansion lightened with each passing day. Adam had taken to cracking even more jokes, and Francis—despite his grumbles—was slowly warming to the teasing camaraderie. Their father spent long afternoons sitting with their mother, the two of them quietly reconnecting after the long, frightening separation.Chloe, too, felt a change within herself. Though her mother’s recovery was still in its early stages, each visit left her feeling more connected. For the first time in a long while, she didn’t feel like an outsider.On a crisp Thursday morning, Chloe stood in the foyer of the Westbrook mansion, adjusting her cane and dress as she waited for Adam. Adam’s voice rang out from upstairs, muffled but still audible.“Chloe! If you don’t wait for me, I’m charging you rent for the ride!”Chloe chuckled softly, her grip tightening on her cane. “You’re the one who’s late, Adam.
The Blind Heiress Returns: Wanted By My Ex's Mafia Uncle 100. A ray of hope...
Adam's words lingered in the air, each sound affecting Chloe and Marcus like a pebble dropped into calm water.“She’s awake. Mom… Mom is awake.”Chloe’s grip tightened on her cane, her lips parting slightly in disbelief. “Oh my God,” she whispered, the weight of the words settling in her chest. “That’s… That’s incredible news.”Adam’s grin spread, a mixture of relief and excitement lighting up his features. “After a month plus,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “She’s finally awake.”Chloe steadied herself, taking a slow breath as her heart raced. “We need to go,” she said, her voice firm with urgency.Adam was already dialing on his phone. He pressed it to his ear, pacing as the call connected. “Francis? Yeah, it’s Adam. Listen, I just got a call from the hospital. Mom’s awake.”A muffled gasp came from the other end. Adam nodded as though Francis could see him. “Yeah, I know. We’re on our way too. Just... don’t try to drive yourself, alright? We’ll pick you up.”As he ended th
The Blind Heiress Returns: Wanted By My Ex's Mafia Uncle 099. Small joys...
The gift store bell jingled softly as Chloe and Adam stepped inside, Marcus trailing a step behind them, his expression as unreadable as ever. The air carried a faint mix of lavender and vanilla from the myriad of candles and potpourri sachets scattered throughout the shop. Chloe tapped her cane lightly on the floor, the sound echoing faintly as her feet felt the polished tiles beneath her.“I don’t know why you insist on dragging me into this,” Chloe said, a faint smile tugging at her lips. “It’s not like I can help much with picking things out.”“That’s nonsense,” Adam replied, his voice full of mock offense. “You’ve always had impeccable taste. Besides, I need someone to rein me in before I buy something ridiculous.”Marcus’s low murmur cut through. “Before?” It earned a soft chuckle from Chloe.Adam shot Marcus a mock glare. “I’ll have you know, I have exquisite taste. But, for your information, restraint isn’t one of my strengths.”“Exquisite taste?” Chloe tilted her head, her s
