All Chapters of Forced To Marry The Unwanted Billionaire: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Kinsey stood in front of her mirror, admiring her reflection. She wore a stunning emerald green dress that hugged her figure perfectly, flowing elegantly to her ankles. The fabric shimmered softly in the light, with intricate lace detailing along the bodice and delicate cap sleeves that added a touch of sophistication. Her hair was styled in loose waves cascading down her back, and she wore minimal jewelry, letting the dress speak for itself. She felt a mix of excitement and nervousness, knowing tonight would be a challenge without Brandon by her side.Arriving at the engagement party, Kinsey was immediately greeted by Taylor, who looked radiant in her own elegant attire. “Kinsey, you look absolutely stunning!” Taylor exclaimed, pulling her into a warm hug.“Thank you, Taylor. You look beautiful too. Congratulations again!” Kinsey replied, her smile genuine despite the pang of loneliness she felt inside.Taylor's fiancé, Daniel Jones, approached them with a kind smile. He was a tall,

When Kinsey woke up, she was in a hospital bed. The sterile smell of antiseptic filled the air, and the steady beeping of machines was the only sound. Her body ached, and she felt weak, but her first thought was of Brandon."Brandon..." she whispered, her voice hoarse.A nurse appeared beside her. "Mrs. Simons, you're awake. Try to stay calm. You've been through a lot.""Where's Brandon?" Kinsey asked, her eyes filling with tears. "Is he... is he okay?"The nurse's expression softened. "He's in surgery. The doctors are doing everything they can. You need to rest."Kinsey's heart ached with worry and guilt. She closed her eyes, praying for Brandon's recovery. She couldn't bear the thought of losing him, not after everything they had been through. Tears slid down her cheeks as she whispered, "Please, let him be okay."Meanwhile, in the operating room, Brandon fought for his life. The doctors worked tirelessly to remove the bullets and stabilize his condition. As the hours passed, the te

Max entered the room with a sense of relief, seeing his boss sitting up and looking much better than he had a few days ago. He approached the bed, a genuine smile spreading across his face.“Boss, it’s good to see you looking so well,” Max said, pulling up a chair beside Brandon’s bed.“Thanks, Max. I’m feeling a lot better,” Brandon replied, his voice stronger but still tinged with the exhaustion of recovery. “How’s everything going on the outside?”Max’s expression turned serious. “There’s a lot to discuss, Mr. Simons. Firstly, we’ve made some headway on the hacker front.”Brandon raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Oh? What did you find out?”“The hacker goes by the name Axus,” Max explained. “She’s incredibly discreet and only communicates through another hacker named Belle. They have a very secure and secretive way of exchanging information.”Brandon nodded, a thoughtful look crossing his face. “I wanted to thank her personally, but I guess that’s not going to happen.”Max shook his h

Kinsey stood among her colleagues, her emotions a turbulent mix of anger, hurt, and embarrassment. As Brandon introduced himself with his usual charm and confidence, her mind replayed the memory of Chelsea in the elevator, each repetition stoking her resentment.Brandon tried to catch her eye, his smile warm and inviting, but she turned away, her face a mask of indifference. Internally, she was seething.The memory of Chelsea's face haunted her. "I’m visiting a friend on the top floor," Chelsea had said, the implication clear. Kinsey had been so naive, so stupid to trust Brandon, to confess her feelings to him. She felt a deep sense of betrayal and embarrassment.Kinsey felt insecure in every way possible. Chelsea is more fitting for Brandon. They match in status, in every way that counts. Unlike her, poor and stupid, abandoned by her own family.As Brandon spoke to the employees, detailing his vision for the company and his plans for the future, Ki

Olive paced back and forth in the living room, her eyes blazing with fury as she glared at her husband, Jonathan, who sat calmly on the couch. The tension in the room was palpable, a storm of emotions ready to burst.“How could you, Jonathan?” Olive’s voice was sharp, almost a hiss. “How could you not let me talk to Brandon when you met him? Do you even care about Blair? She’s our daughter, and she’s been rotting in jail with no bail for days now!”Jonathan sighed heavily, running a hand through his thinning hair. He looked exhausted, a man burdened with too many troubles. “Olive, it’s not that simple. Blair has committed serious crimes. Kidnapping, detaining, whipping, and attempting to murder Kinsey… She’s lucky she’s even alive.”Olive’s eyes filled with tears of frustration and anger. “I know she’s done wrong, but she’s our child! I can’t just sit here and do nothing. We need to beg Brandon to drop the charges. It’s the only way to get her out.”Jonathan shook his head, his expres