Billionaire’s Unseen Love (Bella and Alex)

123 The Unraveling

Lillian stood, trembling slightly, in the opulent garden of the banquet hall, her eyes darting around as if seeking an ally or an escape. The air was thick with tension, the kind that precedes a storm.

“You think you can just waltz back here, after everything?” Lillian’s voice cracked as she spoke, her attempt at defiance undercut by the quiver of fear in her tone.

Emma, unfazed, turned to face her accuser, her calm demeanor a stark contrast to Lillian’s agitation. “What exactly did I do, Lillian? Remind me, because from where I stand, I’ve only ever defended myself against your relentless spite.”

A murmur of whispers spread through the gathering crowd, their eyes flicking between the two women like spectators at a tennis match.

Lillian, her face flushed with anger, retorted, “You think you’re so innocent, hiding behind your brother and his power. But I know the truth. You’re nothing without him!”

hardened. “If believing that makes you sleep better at night, then by all means,

Emma could finish, Lillian, fueled by a cocktail of rage and desperation, raised her hand to strike. But her movement was swift, halted mid–air as Emma caught her wrist with an iron grip.

gasped, the anticipation palpable in

now,” Emma’s voice was

then, a new voice cut through the tension. “What’s going on here?” Alex’s voice, laced with confusion and concern,

the victim to perfection. “Emma, she… she attacked me, Alex. After everything, she still wants

tumult of emotions. Turning to Emma, he asked, “Is this true? Did

known me long enough. Do you really believe I’d stoop

the air, a challenge and a plea wrapped in one. Alex, his heart in turmoil, found himself at a crossroads, the weight of his

for better or for worse. But before he could speak, a sudden commotion at the entrance of the garden

attention.