All Chapters of No Longer Yours, Billionaire Ex-Husband: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

SAM'S POV The sterile scent of the hospital lingered in the air as I stood in the hallway outside my father’s room, gathering my thoughts. Genevieve’s words replayed in my mind, sharp and damning. “Dad has suspicions about someone in the family betraying us.”Pushing open the door, I stepped inside. William’s eyes met mine, calm but calculating, as if he’d been expecting me.“We need to talk,” I said, my voice low but firm.He gestured toward the chair by his bedside, but I remained standing. “Go on then,” he said, his tone neutral.I took a breath, trying to steady the storm brewing in my chest. “Genevieve told me about your suspicions,” I began, my gaze unyielding. “You think someone in the family is working with the Morettis. Why the hell didn’t you tell me?”My father exhaled slowly, as if tired of the weight of it all. “Because it’s a suspicion, Sam. Nothing more. And suspicions can destroy families if wielded carelessly.”“I have my own suspicions Dad, you should have told me…”

SAM'S POVThe Harrington estate sprawled out like a glittering monument to excess. Inside, the ballroom was ablaze with golden lights and the low hum of murmured conversations. But I wasn’t in the mood to admire the opulence or bask in the privilege of the evening. My mind was elsewhere, my nerves taut with frustration and a simmering jealousy I couldn’t seem to tamp down.I stood near the grand staircase, scanning the crowd. Somewhere in this mass of people was Daniel’s elusive cousin, Evelyn. She was the one link we had to the Morettis’ connection to the Bennett family, and every minute she stayed hidden felt like a personal failure.Daniel was here, of course, and his easy charm made him impossible to miss. He flitted between small groups, laughing, clinking glasses, and talking to women. None of them seemed to be Evelyn. I checked my watch for the third time, wondering when Genevieve and Nora would arrive.And then I saw her.She descended the staircase with Genevieve beside her,

SAM'S POV I stood watching Nora walk away, everything collapsing in my brain into a suffocating loop. I would never win her back or solve this mystery. I stood there frustrated and my body frigid with shock and hurt. She was leaving. Again. The ballroom’s glittering lights and hushed murmurs felt distant, muted beneath the pounding in my head. My mind veered to the conversation I overheard on the balcony—casual admissions of murder, veiled threats, and the nauseating implication that someone in my family was involved. Genevieve appeared beside me, her face pale, her expression tight with urgency. “Evelyn just left,

SAM'S POV The sterile air of the hospital room felt heavier than usual as I stood beside my father’s bed. He was propped up, his face still pale from the ordeal, but his sharp eyes remained the same. For someone who had just narrowly escaped death, he looked remarkably composed. I, on the other hand, felt anything but. “Evelyn Caradelli,” I began, my voice firm but tinged with frustration. “She’s connected to the Caradellis

 SAM'S POV  My heart was pounding in my chest rapidly. I wanted him to say something. To tell me I was wrong and that Jacob would never do anything to hurt me or him. Not Jacob that I had played with all through my childhood. Jacob, who had been my college roommate. My head was spinning like crazy and I was starting to feel dizzy. It couldn't be Jacob.   My father was looking at me silently, his eyes studying me and gauging me. &n