All Chapters of Easy, Mr. Bigshot: Chapter 391 - Chapter 400

I acknowledged Mason's departure with a nod, my mind still reeling from his earlier declaration. After he left, the room settled into a quiet tension, Jethro's presence dominating as he interacted with our child."What did Mace say to you?" Jethro finally broke the awkward silence. His voice was calm, betraying no emotion.Recalling Mason's earlier words about wanting to protect the woman he loved, my heart fluttered with unease. I knew I couldn't tell Jethro about that. Our relationship was already strained enough, and if he knew what Mason had said, it would only make things worse."He didn't say much, just came to visit me and the baby and told me to take care of myself," I muttered, my face adorned with a faint smile but feeling somewhat guilty inside. Whenever I lied to Jethro, I was almost always caught."Is that all he said?" Jethro's brows lifted slightly, his voice rising with a hint of probing intensity."Yes, that's all. What else could we have to talk about?" I replied

Connor's ultimatum left me in despair. The threat of imprisonment and the unbearable thought of losing my child forced me to consider signing the divorce agreement. Clutching the papers tightly, I fought the urge to tear them apart."Don't worry. You’ve given our family an heir, so we will not mistreat you. I will compensate you with one million dollars. You will not suffer any financial burdens," Connor said, trying to sweeten the devastating proposition with financial security."I don't want the money. I want my child. I'll forfeit the million if I can have custody," I countered, my voice steady but my hands trembling.My son was my top priority, not the wealth. Leaving Jethro would cause me enough pain, and I was determined to keep my son with me."The child is a Willow. We will never let you take him, so give up on that thought," Connor snapped back, abruptly leaping to his feet.“If you sign, you can visit him, but if you refuse and end up in jail, you will lose him forever.

The sympathetic guard once again urged me to leave, but I was fixated on seeing my son. Nothing else mattered to me, not even the pouring rain or any other threat. My determination to see my son overpowered all else."Ms. Serena, why are you doing this to yourself? You're alone and powerless. How can you possibly hope to confront the entire Willow family? Isn't this just torturing yourself?" the guard implored, his voice laced with genuine concern and a hint of desperation at my refusal to heed his advice."My son is inside. That's my son, my baby, right there, and yet they won't let me see him? Why? What right do they have to do this?!" My voice broke, overwhelmed by desperation and the acute pain of separation. Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably, and I found myself shouting, overwhelmed by emotion as never before."Sigh, we understand and sympathize with you, but staying here won't help. And it's about to pour. You should find somewhere to take shelter," the guard empathiz

Nathan's expression was calm as he produced a sleek business card from his pocket and presented it to me.[Nathan Redfield, General Manager of Nexus Group, Liberland.]I took the card, my eyes widening as I processed the name. I had seen newscasts of the Nexus Group on the TV before. Nexus was a powerhouse in the business world, often spoken of in the same breath as the Willows."You're with Nexus?" I asked, a mix of disbelief and realization coloring my tone.Instead of directly answering, Nathan countered with a calm question. "Do you think I'm capable of helping you now?"Conflicting emotions surged within me. I had never intended to harm Jethro's business, but given the Willows’ ruthlessness toward me, I felt no need to hold onto any past affections."Okay, I’ll work with you," I declared, recognizing that partnering with Nathan was my only chance to reclaim my son."I'm returning to Liberland soon. You should come with me," Nathan suggested with a confident smile, seemingly

I shrugged off Jethro's hands "What? Disappointed to see me?" My smile was thin and my voice was laden with ice.Noticing the edge in my voice, Jethro's brow furrowed, confusion clouding his eyes. "What happened, Serena? You're finally back. Where have you been this past year? I've been searching for you every day." He grasped my shoulders again, urgency creeping into his tone.Jethro’s bewildered and worried expression momentarily softened my heart, almost melting my resolve. But then, memories of the past year's agony surged back. The image of my son, out of my reach, filled me with renewed bitterness."You were searching for me? Hah! Wasn't it you who wanted me gone?" My laugh was hollow, mocking.Jethro had conveniently used his business trip to divorce me, letting his father present me with the papers. Connor then took my son away, denying me any visitation. And now Jethro was claiming to have been searching for me every day? Did he not see the irony in his words?"What are y