Semua Bab ON THE BRUTAL BILLIONAIRE'S BED: Bab 51 - Bab 60

LANAWith panic, I bent down and picked up my shattered phone, my heart racing and adrenaline surging through me.The screen was already cracked.Trembling, with tears brimming in my eyes, I asked in confusion and heartache, "What have I ever done to you? Why do you hate me so much?"Bernardo's manic laughter echoed from the other end of the line, mocking me mercilessly. "Lana, I told you you'd regret this. If you had just stayed home and helped me make money, none of this would have happened. You brought this on yourself."Anger bubbled inside me, but I felt helpless. I managed to weakly ask, "What do you want?"His laughter became even more grating as he shouted, "It’s too late, bitch! If you hadn’t sent your sugar daddy after me, I might have considered it. Now, you’ll have to deal with the consequences."He hung up, leaving me standing there, phone in hand, lost in confusion. My heart tightened as I weighed my options.I decided to call him back. My heart raced with anticipation a

LANAHe cupped my chin and said, "Your past is your past. You can check online now."As he turned and walked away, I was left in stunned silence, watching him open the door and disappear. When I finally came to my senses, I remembered his words.I quickly pulled out my phone and checked all the major social media platforms, but to my shock, I couldn't find any of the videos or even the trends that should have been there. I was both shaken and exhilarated. I dashed toward the door, eager to find Maximum, but when I stepped outside, his car had already driven off into the distance. Helplessly, I watched it vanish.I called him repeatedly, but he wouldn’t answer. Feeling dejected, I decided to grab a bite at a nearby restaurant. Even as I sat down to eat, I couldn’t focus on my meal, my mind racing. I called him again, but still no response.After paying for my food, I stood up to leave and ran into Pedro.It felt too coincidental, especially with the wicked smirk on his face and the kno

LANAI knew he was hurt and disappointed, and I didn’t want him to meet my mother for reasons I couldn’t quite articulate. Taking a deep breath, I opened the ward door to find my mother cutting an orange."Lana!" she beamed at me.A wave of disgust washed over me. Her smile wasn’t for me; it was because my biological father was back in her life."When were you going to tell me, Mom?" I asked, my voice shaky before I even realized it.Her expression shifted to confusion. "What are you saying, Lana?"Tears brimmed in my eyes, and I fought to keep them at bay. I refused to give her the satisfaction of seeing me cry. I wiped my eyes and glared at her. "You know what I mean. Stop trying to fool me. He’s the reason you’re in the hospital, right? He’s why you’ve been acting so strange, right? And now you’re trying to be a good mother?"My voice cracked as I finished my tirade, and the weight of my hurt felt like a tight band around my chest.For three long minutes, she sat in silence, her ey

LANAI glanced at my phone and was surprised to see Pedro’s name on the screen. My eyebrows knit together as I debated whether to answer. Remembering the help he had given me earlier, I took a deep breath and picked up the call.“Lana, there’s something you need to know about Maximum. Meet me at a coffee shop; I’ll send the address by 4 PM,” he said, his voice clear through the speaker.Before I could respond, he hung up. I considered calling him back but decided against it. My eyes drifted to Maximum, who lay on the bed, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.I was filled with curiosity about what Pedro wanted to share. I headed to the bathroom, took a quick shower, and prepared for bed.As I lay back on the pillow, I suddenly heard Maximum’s voice. “Don’t worry, I won’t stop looking for you until I find you and marry you.”My heart raced. I turned to face him, hoping he wasn’t the one speaking. But he was the only person in the room.I felt a wave of suffocation wash over me as

LANAI opened the door to my mother's ward and found her sitting on the bed, dressed in a clean outfit. For the first time, her hair was neatly styled and treated. She looked so different—so beautiful. I had always known my mom was pretty, but seeing her like this made me realize the version of her I had grown up with was just a shadow of her true self.“Lana,” she called out warmly, a smile lighting up her face. She seemed calm, her voice soft and inviting.I could hardly believe my ears. I never expected my mom to carry herself with such sophistication and grace. In an instant, she felt like a refined lady, a stark contrast to the woman I had known all my life.Confusion washed over me. Why did she look so different? This was not the mother who fought in the streets, who gambled with thugs and could take them down whenever she wanted. This wasn’t the woman who drank herself into a stupor, getting into arguments and causing chaos. That version of her had been a mess, someone I had le