All Chapters of A SILENT BRIDE FOR THE BILLIONAIRE: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Jacob's handshake was warm, hanging in the air as I withdrew my hand in an attempt to bring some equilibrium back into myself. "I have to say, Mam; you really look great," Jacob added, his voice rife with excitement as he grinned at me. Intensified with the illumination that emanated from his eyes, his whole visage seemed to stir into life with the utterance of those words.A slight grin crossed my face as relief flooded my being, and there I was in the act of suppressing discomfort. "My pleasure, sir," I told Jacob as we shook hands. His handshake was firm yet gentle, along with a grin that captured warmth toward me.The sound of contact between our two hands was a soft muted sound, concluded around with greetings and not much more. Calming warmth washed through me as I stared into Jacob's eyes and saw the kindness in his expression seem sincere. Deep brown sunk into color around them, warm, as if they came filled in a visage with a sense of compassion as he smiled at me. "I can't wa

"I think we should take off that professionalism and welcome her like a family," said Adrian simply, with a soothing warmth, his voice a balm for my tattered nerves. My heart unclenched with the sensation that Adrian spoke right to my soul, stilling the tempest of my turbulent feelings. I felt as if the weight of my grief had rendered my eyes heavier than ever. I felt an almost physical relief wash over me, as if my very being were exuding all the tension away through the slightest cracks.Drowning in that sea of smiley faces, everyone stared at me with kindness and understanding. The room became brighter as if the lights themselves had melted, sobering into a flickering orange. "Aww, she's really calm," one of the voices expressed with admiration, lingering in the ambiance of compliments. "Oh, she's really nice," said another girl, almost awestruck, as if she was discovering a gem.Expect the conversation to be interrupted by Adrian's voice, a voice that had the marvelous ability of

"I have learned in my experience that whatever idea pops in your head, just start working on it bit by bit," I said, filled with conviction as though she was imparting a hard-earned truth. The words were like sunshine breaking through clouds and filling inside with potentiality. "Little time, the world will know you for that," I flashed with an inner flame, as if my soul alight, while giving my advice.They all applauded as though Sarah had touched something deep and personal within their hearts. The faces of the girls were beaming with smiles and glittering hope and inspiration as though they had seen a brighter future. It was like a wave hitting them, trying to erase their fears and doubts."Thank you kind madam," a man intoned very sincerely as he finally stood up from the assembly. The light from his shining eyes indicated a feeling of adoration as if he were seeing some kind of masterpiece. His words were soft like the breeze that blows over summer evening. "I want to boast about

It seemed as if his look had wrapped around me like a warm embrace, bringing a feeling of comfort, reassurance that calmed my nerves, giving balm to my soul. Yeah, right baby, he said in a low, soft voice, reaching out to place an assuring hand on my knee.In the touch of that hand, there was magic, a tingle running down my spine like a spark from an electric wire, igniting a fire inside me. And again, he reversed the car immediately, the wheels screeching at the very instant as if a bird took flight, the moment he turned the car around and sped towards my house.The car was flowing like a smooth and sinuous river through the streets while it was carrying us along with leaves in a stream towards the destination. We reached my father's house a few minutes later; the house was basking under the familiar sight of the building like a warm hug that enveloped me to safety.It felt looming like a comforting presence before us, and its walls seemed to be a sheltering wing, providing a haven a

My father's face was unchanged, but his eyes glinted with interest with a flicker of curiosity. He wanted to see how low I could go for my mother."We will see how far you're willing to go," his voice dripped with danger, each word almost charged with poison. The atmosphere became heavy with that threatening tone. "Let me see the extent you will sacrifice for your valuable mother," he sighed."No, Dad, you won't do that!", I said, trying to make him understand, my voice filled with deep emotion. But all he did was smile.He glared at me, each word like a whip. "Just watch me," he said, advancing toward me. I was afraid of him; I realized he could hurt my mom if he wanted to; he would use her as leverage to enforce his will.I was almost begging him, my voice quavering now. I needed him to feel something-humanity, pity, guilt. "Tell me why I should not take her life," he said with an eyebrow raised."She's your partner," I said, trying to remind him of his obligations as steadily as I