All Chapters of The Billionaire's Hidden Bride : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Freda stared at the small drive in Williams’ hand. The weight of James’ words settled heavily between them.The Harrington Council. A hidden force controlling everything from the shadows.Williams exhaled sharply, slipping the drive into his pocket. “If what James says is true, we’re fighting something much bigger than Margaret.”Alex crossed his arms. “Then we need to be smart. They’ve controlled things for decades. If we make one wrong move, they’ll wipe us out before we know what hit us.”Freda nodded. “We can’t let fear stop us. If they’ve been manipulating the Harrington empire all along, we need to dismantle them—completely.”Williams glanced at James. “And you? What’s your next move?”James hesitated. “I can’t stay.” He looked at Freda. “They’ll come for me first. If I disappear, they’ll assume I’m dead. That’ll buy you time.”Williams clenched his jaw. “You’re running.”James didn’t deny it. “I’ve done enough damage. This is the only way I can fix it.” He turned to Freda. “Use

"I didn’t come here to negotiate."As he moved forward, Alex's voice broke the ice. His piercing gaze fell on Victor Langston.He went on, "I came to end this," and placed a thick envelope on the table.Freda crossed her arms. "And what exactly is that?"Alex looked at her knowingly. "Everything's missing pieces. He looked at Margaret and said, "—proof that Victor here has been funnelling company money to dismantle the Harrington empire from within—the last of the offshore accounts, the secret investors pulling the strings, and—"There was silence in the room.Victor's expression grew gloomy. "You don’t know what you’re talking about."Williams bent over. "Oh, I think he does."Picking up the envelope, Elijah looked through the papers. He had a sardonic grin. "This is sufficient to start criminal investigations and compel resignations. You're finished, Victor."Victor balled his fists. His once-unflinching haughtiness wavered with doubt. He looked at Margaret. "This is your doing, isn

Today there was a change in the air in the magnificent Harrington estate. An anxious expectation had taken the place of the tension that had once choked its corridors. Members of the Harrington and Franklin families, as well as important allies, came together in one room for the first time in years, not as adversaries but in the hopes of healing old wounds.Freda was standing next to Williams, holding his hand and reassuring him quietly. Her biological father, Jonathan Harrington, was seated on the other side of the room with an expression that was hard to interpret. The powerful matriarch Margaret Harrington occupied the head of the table, her eyes revealing an uncommon instance of vulnerability despite her steadfast royal bearing. Alex Harrington, Freda's secret supporter, remained composed on one side, his presence an unspoken promise of assistance. Between them all hung the burden of history.It was Margaret who spoke first. "We've let this family be divided for too long." She sp

As Freda perched by the expansive bay window in their penthouse in Manhattan, she noticed the shimmering lights of the distant city. A soft jazz tune played in the background, harmonizing with the sporadic sound of Williams typing at his desk. The burden of past occurrences still pressed down on her, but tonight, for the first time in ages, she felt a peacefulness that was nearly total. "Lost in thought?" Despite the silence, Williams' voice could be heard.As she spun around, she noticed him propped up in the doorway, his expression kind but inquisitive. He wore a simple white dress shirt with his sleeves rolled up, and he seemed to be less like the distant millionaire everyone knew and more like the man she had recently fallen for. She confessed that she was "simply reflecting on everything." He crossed the room and settled down on the couch beside her. "And by everything, you mean Nathaniel?"She let out a sigh. I am Nathaniel. To Margaret. In all of this, where do I stand?

Despite the fact that her heartbeat was pounding in her ears, Freda continued to stare at Nathaniel across the conference table. As his offer remained in the air, it was replete with threats that were not expressed.By aligning herself with him, she would be able to keep her dreams alive. If you refused, he would make sure that everything that she and Williams had constructed fell apart before it even had a chance to maintain its stability.On the other hand, there was one thing that Nathaniel did not comprehend.The moment had arrived for Freda Lewis, or more precisely, Freda Harrington, to yield to the desires of those in power. She advanced carefully and intentionally, her eyes locked on Nathaniel's. "I believe you've committed one significant error, Nathaniel." He gave a smirk. "And what’s that?""You assume I’m afraid of losing everything."Just a little bit, Nathaniel's smirk began to waver away.With a tone that was both serene and harsh, Freda stood. For everything that I ha