All Chapters of The Billionaire's Hidden Bride : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Williams' POVFreda whimpered, "You don't have to do this," clutching my hand as if it were her last.I memorized the way her eyes blazed with terror, love, and resolve as I stared down at her."I do," I firmly stated. "It's your only line of defense."She clenched her fingers. "No. Together, we are fighting this.I lifted my hand and brushed a lock of hair away from her face. "DeLuca will release you, Freda, if I fall. He will retreat.Her face grew stern. "And you think that's true?"I paused.DeLuca had no mercy. He took the long view. He may be content—for the time being—if I gave up myself. Freda was correct, though. There were no assurances.She shook her head and withdrew. "Williams, I won't let you ruin yourself for me. Never again.Margaret sighed dramatically as she stood at the far end of the room. "How honorable. But, Freda, let's be honest. They will target you next if Williams refuses to accept accountability for the Franklin affair.Freda whirled to face her, her eyes b

Marcel and Daniel had just delivered their message, and Freda gazed at the blank screen. The weight of the event pressed against her chest, and the room around her felt oppressive.In a barely heard whisper, she said, "They have my mother."Williams touched her shoulder firmly. "We'll retrieve her." However, we approach this correctly."Margaret laughed. "The proper manner? Williams, these men don't follow the rules. "If they think it will benefit them, they won't hesitate to take her life." Alex reclined against the desk and exhaled deeply. "Marcel is in dire straits. If he wasn't losing ground, he wouldn't have pulled such a farce.Freda's hands clinched. "We use that against him after that."Margaret's forehead raised. "And what precisely do you suggest?"Freda raised her chin, immediately doing calculations. We give the impression that they have triumphed. We present them with an opportunity that they won't anticipate.James scowled with his arms folded. "That is a risky gamble."

In his office, Freda and Williams sat opposite one another, their contract resting on the desk like a spectre of their history.Freda traced the beautiful cursive letters with her fingertips as she added softly, "We began this with a contract." "A commercial agreement."Williams stared at her, his eyes unreadable. "And now?"She inhaled deeply. "I also don't want to be under any kind of contract right now." She looked him in the eye. "I want us to freely choose one another."He nodded, his jaw clenched. "After that, we dissolve it."Williams turned to the last page and reached for a pen. He was already waiting for her to sign his name. Freda exhaled slowly before signing her name and pressing the pen to the paper.The agreement was null and void.A weird silence, one of doubt and release, hung in the room."How does this affect us?" At last, Williams inquired.Freda swallowed hard, feeling a range of emotions. "It implies that we choose what comes next."A surprise guest showed up at

Takeover of the Boardroom.The boardroom tension in Harrington was oppressive. With her fingers pushed together, Freda sat at the head of the table and looked at the faces of the executives she was going to remove. She had grown numb from the stress of the previous weeks—the FBI raid, the secrets, the betrayals. The cautious woman who had stumbled into fortune was no longer her. Now that she was a Harrington, she was prepared to behave as such.On the opposite side of the room, Margaret sat and watched, her face unreadable. But Marcel appeared to have swallowed a lemon. He was aware that his power was ebbing away from him.Freda stated calmly but firmly, "Let's get to it." "I'm here to make sure that the Harrington empire takes a new turn."There were a few whispers among the board members, but nobody ventured to openly oppose her.Mr. Calloway, one of the older guys, cleared his throat. "Miss Lewis, how do you plan to accomplish that?"Freda gave a chilly, piercing smile. "By removin

"Do you trust him?"As he and Freda left the darkened study where Daniel had just shared his alleged intelligence, Williams' voice was quiet and tinged with mistrust.With a groan, Freda clutched the folder Daniel had given her. As if the weight of its contents were pressing down on her chest, it felt heavier than paper should."No," she said in a steady voice that was almost audible above a whisper. However, I have faith that he wants to live. And aiding us now is essential to his survival."Williams' jaw tightened as he let out a quick sigh. "I don’t like it.""Neither do I," said Freda. Her free hand brushed the polished oak railing as she came to a stop in the hallway. "But if this is real if Daniel actually gave us something useful… it could be the final piece we need to take Sophia down for good."Williams took a step forward, grounding her with his warmth. "Then let’s make sure it’s real before we bet everything on it."The sharp clack of heels reverberated along the hallway be