Semua Bab Mysterious Husband is Billionaire: Bab 71 - Bab 80

Two security guards roughly shoved Selena out of the hospital. She sighed, then turned to find Raffaele standing before her. “What took you so long?” he grumbled. “You said this wasn’t my business! You’re so busy defending Stave, but he doesn’t even appreciate you…” “Stave isn’t like that…” Selena countered, her face cold. “Enough!” Raffaele snapped after a moment. “What are you clinging to? Money? Power? Position?” He scoffed. “Isn’t it all gone? The auditors took away his position, right? The guy’s broke. Did you know he’s been supporting you with embezzled funds all this time?” Raffaele’s eyes blazed as he spoke. Silence fell. Selena crossed her arms, staring intently at Raffaele. “Satisfied? Has my husband’s shady dealings been bothering you this much?” “Selena…” Raffaele stopped, not wanting to be a spectacle any longer. “Let’s talk somewhere else. See how they’re staring?”

"Lara, why are you asking so many questions today? Are you…?""Aunt Selena. Are you sure she killed your uncle for his money? I heard her family's loaded, so why would she need more?"Clara's curiosity was met with a serious frown from her husband, Joe. "Speaking of, I didn't expect you to know so much about her."Clara let out a short laugh. "Why not? It's all over the internet and social media. It's gone viral, dude! You haven't heard?"Joe rubbed his face, looking stressed. “Okay, let’s ditch the gossip and talk about us.”"You mean…"Before Clara could finish, Joe's phone rang. "Yeah, hello…"He shot Clara a quick glance, took a deep breath, and hung up. "Honey, I gotta run. Something's come up," he said, ruffling her hair before grabbing his jacket and keys."Wait, is it that important? It's late, can't it wait till tomorrow?"Clara's pleading tone stopped him."Don't worry, I'll be quick. I promise I'll be back before midnight. Hungry? I can grab takeout. Spaghetti, burger

Alessandro was on edge. The news had spread: the son of the late, bankrupt Steve Perhaps was dating Giselle.Her father, however, was completely against their relationship. Alessandro and Giselle had to meet in secret, sneaking around in deserted places.Alessandro sighed before leaving his tiny apartment for work.Living alone was hard, especially since his mother, Selena, had disappeared, leaving him to fend for himself. He'd had to toughen up, befriending some less-than-savory characters to survive.Despite this, Alessandro was a good person at heart. If his father hadn't lost everything, he'd have gone to university overseas. But that was a fantasy now, an impossible dream. His mother didn't seem to care about his struggles.His adoptive father, Raffaele, was also reportedly deep in debt since absconding with his mother. This led Alessandro to become entirely self-reliant, refusing any financial help.He worked a dead-end job, earning just enough for food and rent, but he did

"But where will we sleep tonight?" Giselle was anxious, afraid of staying somewhere unfamiliar. "And… if there's no transport today, when will we reach our destination?" Giselle longed for the comfort of a bed, a peaceful rest, without the constant travel. Alessandro gestured to a side street. "There's a guesthouse over there. It belongs to my mother's cousin. See?" Giselle looked at a semi-permanent house, recently renovated, with half-finished paintwork. "We can stay there for a couple of days…" Alessandro explained. Giselle stared at the guesthouse. Whether she liked it or not, she followed Alessandro to the door. "It looks empty. I haven't heard a sound. Is the owner out?"  *** "Have you seen Giselle? Do you know where she is?" Jordan kept asking, going from person to person, but got nowhere. He still had no information about his daughter. "Where did she go?" Jordan felt exhausted, frust

A wave of guilt washed over Giselle; she felt like a burden. As she sipped her tea, she choked, a sudden spasm seizing her throat. “Someone’s talking about me… but who?” she wondered. “Is my father searching for me? If I don’t marry Alessandro soon, I’ll have to go back home,” she muttered, a knot tightening in her stomach. Alessandro, sipping his tea, noticed Giselle’s distraction. “Honey, what’s wrong? You look pale,” he whispered, his hand gently touching her arm. Giselle shook her head, but Raffaele seemed to sense her unease. “So, your name’s Giselle?” he asked, his voice surprisingly warm. Giselle jumped, stammering, “Yes, my parents named me that.” Raffaele nodded, and to Giselle’s surprise, they fell into easy conversation. The awkwardness melted away, and neither of them noticed Selena’s absence. Selena reappeared, her voice bright. “Darling, tell Alessandro and his fiancée to eat!” All three turned