All Chapters of The Wild Billionaire's Destiny: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

JAMESI burst through the glass door, entering the sunlight flooded office. Ronan and three officers, of which Inspector Gordon was one, turned around to stare at the unwelcome intrusion.Ronan rounded his steel and chrome desk to approach me. “Jimmy? What the hell…” He gaped at me, a deep furrow forming on his forehead.“Yes, Ronan. What the hell indeed!” All my intentions not to throttle the truth out of him went flying out the window and I couldn’t give a rat’s ass who was present as I bore down on him. My fist curled around the front of his shirt, crumpling the smooth fabric as I forcefully brought him down to my eye level. He was half a head taller than I, his presence dominating the room.Even though Ronan was bulkier and more muscled, I surprised him by my sudden attack. I intended to headbutt him, but he gripped my wrists, his grip strong and unyielding and pushed back. Our eyes locked in an intense battle. Grunting and panting, I struggled with him, the adrenaline coursing th

JAMESStart acting like a father, she said. What a laugh! The words my father said echoed in my mind, their bitter taste lingering on my tongue. I destroy everything I touch, according to him. Maybe he was right. Strange now that I think about it, I never really cared for the Barrington fortune, nor for the company. But now that everything might be taken away, I am left with a nagging worry, like a knot tightening in my chest. How would I be able to provide for Destiny and this child if I lost it all?“She’ll take your child and you will be left penniless and alone.” Those words stuck in my mind on repeat like a broken vinyl record, the scratchy sound echoing through my thoughts.But when I look into the depths of those green eyes, looking at me with all the sincerity of her soul, I want to believe her, to believe that no matter what, she will stay. The soft touch of her hand on my arm sent a shiver down my spine, a gentle warmth seeping into my skin.“You should stop obsessing, James

JAMESThey meticulously combed through every inch of my study, running their hands over every surface. The sound of drawers being pulled open and papers being rustled filled the air. Mrs. D stood nearby, with a disapproving scowl as she observed the chaos they left behind. The smell of dust and must lingered in the room, a result of their thorough search."Master Jimmy, do they really need to turn everything upside down?" Mrs. D questioned, her voice filled with concern. "Who do they think is going to clean up this mess?"I reassured her with a pat on her shoulder. "Don't worry, Mrs. D. They're just wasting their time," I said, giving her a playful wink. Luckily, Luke had taken care of disposing of the burner phones, ensuring there was no evidence linking me to Jenna.Time seemed to drag on as they continued their fruitless search. Hours passed, and my once orderly house now resembled the aftermath of a tornado. But just as I thought their invasion was over, they found something.“Eh?

JAMESI don’t know how Smythe did it, and I didn’t ask too many questions. I was just relieved to get the hell out of that god-awful cramped room. My first appearance would be in two days.“Just answer the questions as honestly and to the point as you can, Mr. Barrington,” Smythe had said during our long consultation.Honest and to the point. I was concerned. What if they asked questions I didn’t want to answer?***It was pitch dark when the Uber dropped me off at my gate. I didn’t have my phone or my keys with me. Feeling like a stranger lurking in the dark in front of my property, I pressed the intercom and Luke’s deep voice answered. “Yeah?”“It’s James. Open up.”Imagine my surprise when the lights turned on and I saw the old beaten-up Datsun parked in the driveway. Not this again! God knows I wouldn’t be able to stomach Aurora Johnson after all that happened. I thought we were rid of her. The gate slid open, and I dragged my feet, thinking of the best way to handle this situatio

JAMESWhile Destiny slept the sleep of innocence, restlessness consumed me as I tossed and turned. Eventually, I surrendered my futile attempts at sleep and retreated to my study. In the dimly lit solitude of my sanctuary, I contemplated and prepared in case everything went south, because fate had a cruel way of fucking with my life. Mr. Smythe appeared optimistic about the outcome of the trial. But knowing that my father was to testify against me had my mind in turmoil. I had to make provisions for Destiny and my unborn child. I wasn’t about to let them suffer because of my fucked-up family.Determined to protect them, I breathed a sigh of relief as I opened my banking app. It was a minor comfort to see that my accounts remained unfrozen. Thankfully, we had a prenuptial agreement safeguarding Destiny's funds. With a sense of satisfaction, I transferred a substantial sum into her account, ensuring she had enough to embark on a new life if something were to happen. Closing my laptop,