All Chapters of Forced To Marry The Unwanted Billionaire: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Kinsey couldn't help but wonder why she had been feeling so tired lately. It seemed like no matter how much sleep she got, she still felt exhausted, and she couldn't shake the feeling of fatigue that plagued her every waking moment.Pushing aside her concerns for the time being, Kinsey forced herself to focus on the task at hand. She had work to do, and she couldn't afford to let her fatigue get in the way of her responsibilities, especially with everything else that was going on in her life.She glanced at the clock on her computer screen, she had sent another initial document to her client about the two Simons' underworld business. Despite her exhaustion, she had managed to push through and complete her tasks, driven by a sense of urgency to uncover the truth.As Kinsey tried to focus on her work in the dark web, her mind kept drifting back to the bombshell revelation about Karl and Cooper being brothers. It was a strange twist in an already complicated situation, and she couldn't h

"Sir, someone already paid for Connor's medical bills," Luis said, Cooper's assistant. This was supposed to be the second time Cooper would secretly pay Connor's medical bills after paying the hefty bill for a bone marrow transplant.Cooper's confusion was evident upon hearing Luis's words. He couldn't fathom who would continue to pay for Connor's medical bills, especially after he had offered to take care of them himself. Yet, St. Andrews Medical Center accepted the payment. Whoever the payer was, must have connection and influence in the hospital management."Are you sure?" Cooper asked, his voice tinged with disbelief. "Who would do something like that?"Luis nodded, his expression grave. "Yes, sir," he replied solemnly. "It seems that this person has been quietly covering Connor's expenses from the very beginning."Cooper's mind raced with questions as he tried to piece together the puzzle. Who could be so generous, and why would they choose to remain anonymous? The mystery only d

Brandon stood at the door, his heart pounding as he saw the surprise in Kinsey's eyes. He hadn't planned on coming here, but the little boy's request was irresistible.Before Kinsey could say a word, Connor’s voice rang out, full of excitement. "Uncle Brandon!" Connor rushed forward, hugging Brandon’s legs tightly. "You're here! Come in, come in! I want to show you my new room and the toys Aunt Kinsey got me."Brandon smiled, ruffling Connor’s hair. "Hey, buddy! I missed you." His voice was warm, masking the turmoil he felt inside. As he stepped inside, he could feel Kinsey’s gaze on him, a mixture of surprise and wariness.Connor grabbed Brandon's hand, pulling him towards the small living room. "Look, Uncle Brandon! I got a new race car set. It's so cool! Can we play with it? Please?"Brandon chuckled, feeling a rush of affection for the boy. "Of course, we can, Connor. I'd love to play with you."As Connor set up the race car track, Brandon stole a glance at Kinsey. She stood by th

Kinsey folded the last of Connor’s clothes into his suitcase, her mind a whirl of thoughts about Grandpa Benjamin’s request. The weight of his plea hung heavily on her heart. A month to try and make things work with Brandon. How were they supposed to navigate their complicated relationship?Connor bounded into the room, his face lit with excitement. “Aunt Kinsey, are we really going to live in a big mansion?”Kinsey managed a smile, her heart warming at his enthusiasm. “Yes, Connor. Grandpa Benjamin’s mansion is very big and very beautiful.”“Will Uncle Brandon be there too?” Connor asked, his eyes wide with hope.“Yes, he will,” Kinsey replied, trying to keep her tone light. “We’re all going to stay together for a while.”Connor’s face broke into a huge grin. “That’s awesome! It’s like a little family adventure!”Kinsey wished she could share his innocent excitement, but her emotions were too tangled. She zipped up the suitcase and took a deep breath. “Alright, let’s go. We don’t wan

Brandon walked into the dimly lit club, the bass from the music vibrating through the floor. As he scanned the room, he spotted his friend, James, nursing a whiskey. With a sigh of relief, Brandon made his way over, eager to find some solace in his friend’s company.“Brandon!” James stood up, a broad grin on his face as he clapped Brandon on the back. "Let's go to a private place," he brought Brandon to a private room where a waitress was waiting to serve them.“It’s been too long, my friend. How’ve you been?” James asked.Brandon sank into the seat opposite James, signaling the waitress for a drink. “I’ve been better,” he admitted, rubbing his temples. “A lot is going on.”James studied him for a moment, then nodded. “Yeah, I can see that. What’s on your mind?”Brandon took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the past few weeks settle heavily on his shoulders. “It’s Kinsey. We’re... in a rough spot right now.”James raised an eyebrow. “Rough spot? Care to elaborate?”The waitress br