All Chapters of TRAPPED BY A RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

QUINN'S POVI shook my head in disgust. "It's all on the news, like a never-ending battle." The accusations Catherine made against Bryan had set off a media firestorm. I was sure Bryan was furious about the whole thing. I sighed.As I thought about it, I couldn't help but feel a little bit pleased. Finally, the truth was out, and the media was digging deeper. Somehow, they'd uncover some evidence to prove Catherine's claims or, at the very least, raise some serious questions about Bryan's behavior.But then I remembered something important: Bryan was incredibly powerful and influential. If the media did find any evidence, it would likely get swept under the rug or "lost" before it ever made it to court.That's when a bold idea struck me. Why wait for the media to do the digging? When I could take matters into my own hands and search for evidence myself. I didn't have any proof to back off my claims of him being manipulative and threatening to coax me into the contract with him. But, ma

The moment the cold liquid hit my body, I realized how much I needed to act faster. "I need to escape", I told myself, and it sounded convincing. But how? Bryan was already in the building. My thoughts drifted towards Eva. She'll likely kill me if she finds out I came back here.I rinsed off the soap and stepped out of the shower, wrapping myself in a towel. Back in the bedroom, I noticed a box on the bed, beautifully wrapped in black paper with a silver bow.A note was attached to the box. It read: "For tonight." How was he able to get this here so quickly? I opened it to find a stunning white short flare dress, perfectly woven to fit me. It was beautiful.A beautiful trap.I looked at the dress again, knowing I didn't have a choice. I was going out with Bryan, and that was that. I began to get ready, surrendering. Styled my hair and managed to touch my face as I slipped on the pair of high heels that he had provided.Then I made my way downstairs. I noticed Bryan's figure with a ph

JASPER'S POVThe moment I saw the trending news, I drove over to Quinn's place and parked where I could easily go unnoticed. I arrived just in time to watch Bryan's car take the other exit and the little drama that unfolded. When it is time to show up I'll definitely know and, just as I predicted, Eva left the apartment in a few minutes. I stepped out of the shadows, watching the apartment with keen interest but Quinn never came out.I made my way to her apartment, a plan forming in my mind. It was time to have a little chat with her.I knocked on the door, my eyes fixed on the peephole as I waited for her to answer. The door creaked open, meaning that it wasn't even locked. She was sitting in the dining chair. I made loud sounds with my footsteps, but she wouldn't bulge, it looked like she was deeply in thought."Hey," I called, meeting her startled expression. "Jasper, what are you doing here?" She wiped her eyes. "I'm sorry, I didn't hear you come in.""Yeah, I knocked for quite s

QUINN'S POVI slowly opened my eyes, taking in my surroundings. The memories of Eva trying to wake me up came flooding back. "You've been sleeping so much, Quinn. I never thought you would be someone who uses sleep to get over her grief. Get up girl." She yelled.I remember mumbling incoherent words to her and turning over to the other side, exhaustion consuming me. But now, my stomach growled, reminding me that I desperately needed food.I searched for my phone on the bed, and finally sighted it on the side desk, blinking away the darkness. The time was 12:40 pm. "I should get something to eat," I thought to myself, but on second glance, my notifications caught my attention.My eyes widened as I scrolled through the comments. "What!" I exclaimed, my heart racing. I quickly opened my social media apps, and my jaw dropped at the chaos unfolding before my eyes.Catherine's face stared back at me, making my blood boil. She had given an interview, and the headlines screamed betrayal, pain

As I stepped out of the building, I decided my next stop would be Jasper's office. I had no idea where it was located, so I pulled out my phone and sent him a text. I waited patiently for his response, my eyes scanning the crowded street. A few minutes later, my phone buzzed with an incoming text from Jasper. He provided me with his address, office number and instructed me to head to the top floor.A few minutes later, I was in front of his building. I slipped on my sunglasses, using my hair to shield my face, aware that this was another public space where I didn't want to draw attention.With Jasper's directions in mind, I made my way to the specified location. When I arrived, I was greeted by a lady who looked like she had just stepped out of a fashion magazine. She was dressed in a sleek, high-end outfit, but her expression was far from welcoming. In fact, she looked downright unhappy to see me."Good day," I said, trying to sound bold and confident. "I'm here to see Mr. Brown."The