All Chapters of Broken to billionaire: A vengeful return : Chapter 21
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CHAPTER 21
“Apparently, you don’t know how to spell the word ‘die!’ Desmond snapped.With those words, silence gripped the air. Everyone stared at him like he had just challenged a thunderstorm.Who was this guy?Did he have some kind of supernatural backing?Or did he simply not understand who Lucian Blackwood was and what that name carried?Just then, Lilian sprang from Kingsley’s lap and stormed toward Desmond like a raging bull.“You must be a fool! Today, you dared a great man. If you survive what’s coming, it’ll be by sheer luck. I’m sure the hospital that takes you in will need weeks to stitch you back together,” she hissed, venom dripping from every word like acid on glass.“What are you waiting for? Surround him!” Lucian barked at his bodyguards.Three bulky men advanced. Their chests were like loaded barrels, muscles flexing under tight shirts. They looked like they’d been built in a gym and hardened on the streets.They closed in, glaring at Desmond like wolves circling prey.“How dare
CHAPTER 22
A range of thoughts swirled through Lucian’s mind leaving him unsettled.His mind couldn’t rest. He didn’t want even a scratch on his car, let alone breaking it, but now, it seemed that was the only solution left.But was he really going to break the car's glass?Damn it! Fixing that would cost nearly thirty thousand dollars to replace a Bugatti Chiron’s bulletproof glass alone.Not that he couldn’t afford it, but to think of breaking the glass for such a reason? And because of other people’s filthy mistakes? That’s what gnawed at him the most.He couldn’t think of a solution at that moment.Everyone around was watching the scene unfold like bystanders at a slow-motion train wreck, helpless and wide-eyed.They knew Kingsley was in deep trouble.Kingsley, who had already risen from the ground, looked calm now, his demeanor as gentle as a dove’s, masking the storm within.He, too, was stuck. No solution came to his mind.The only possible escape from Lucian’s wrath was to get the car op
CHAPTER 23
Gasps rippled through the crowd like a stone dropped into still water. The impossible had just happened at the hands of the man everyone had scorned just minutes ago.Lucian’s eyes were wide, jaw clenched, yet no words escaped. Even he, the untouchable Lucian, hadn’t expected this. The bitterness of being outdone before such a crowd scraped at his pride like a thorn across bare skin.Kingsley, meanwhile, stood frozen. His face twitched, composure unraveling with each heartbeat. He glanced around, desperate for a scoff, a smirk, anything to make it all seem like a prank. But the silence screamed louder than mockery.Somewhere in the crowd, Lilian rose slowly. Her expression was unreadable, but her clenched jaw betrayed the storm within. She had never seen Kingsley look so small, not in stature, but in dignity.“Go on,” Desmond said, turning slightly toward him, his voice calm but slicing like a blade over the glass.Kingsley hesitated. He didn’t want to. Not here. Not in front of ever
CHAPTER 24
“Why would you put such in your hand?” Sterling said annoyingly, his brows furrowed in disbelief as he looked at the worn wristwatch now strapped around Felix’s wrist.“What if it's harmful to you? I don't trust him,” he continued, his voice laced with seriousness. “You don’t even know where that’s been. What if he poisoned it? Or tampered with it?”Felix turned sharply. “Stop it, Sterling. Desmond is my friend. Right from my teens. Even before I knew you. He can’t do that to me.”The weight in Felix’s tone made a few heads turn. For a man known for his easy smile and measured calm, it was rare to hear such firmness from him. But Sterling was unmoved.“Friend?” he scoffed. “You’re joking, right?”Sterling’s voice climbed an octave, drawing attention again. “He brought a beat-up trinket to a millionaire’s celebration! And you call that a friend? No, Felix, this isn’t loyalty, it’s delusion. You’ve outgrown people like him.”Desmond stood still, his hands in his pockets, gaze unflinchi
CHAPTER 25
“You’re wearing something worth more than this entire ballroom. Perhaps more than your current net worth.”The whispers exploded like a bursting dam.Sterling staggered back slightly, the color draining from his face as though he had seen a ghost.Felix looked between the man and Desmond, trying to process it all. “Why would you give me something like this?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper, thick with disbelief.Desmond said nothing.Not yet.Everyone was stunned. Those who truly knew Ambassador Theo understood, he had been into luxury accessories for as long as anyone could remember. And Theo never spoke rubbish. If anything, his quietness often weighed heavier than most men’s loud boasts.Then, Theo looked up sharply, his eyes locking onto Desmond like a hawk spotting an unexpected prey. “Do you have any idea what this is?”Desmond gave a casual shrug, his tone unbothered.“Not really. Just know it meant a lot to someone who meant a lot to me.”Theo stared a moment longe
CHAPTER 26
As Desmond left the VibeSquare Suites so casually, every incident that had occurred at the hotel slipped from his mind almost instantly. It wasn’t something he considered worth dwelling on.Then, the memory of Delphine’s health status resurfaced. He knew Camilla wouldn’t be emotionally stable seeing her mother in that condition. Although she was gradually recovering after several long months of illness, Desmond still preferred that Delphine be completely fine and back on her feet.Desmond would do anything to make Camilla happy. She had once been kind to him in his darkest hour, out of pure kindness. That act of selfless kindness had remained etched in his heart. So now, Desmond wouldn’t hesitate to do whatever it took to bring a smile to her face even if it'll cost spending millions. Her happiness was what mattered to him the most. And if taking care of her family could contribute even a little to that joy, Desmond wouldn’t think twice about doing it. His love for Camilla had grown
CHAPTER 27
“Good day, Mr. Matthias.”Desmond gaped in surprise “MM, it’s been ages! I’m really glad to see you again, and even happier to hear you’re now a manager at one of the best stores in Halcyon City. That’s impressive!”Mercer returned the smile, “Oh, Desmond, you exaggerate too much. I’m just a low-tier manager, probably the least paid at Imperium Closet. There are others ranked way higher in other branches.” His tone carried a touch of humility.Desmond nodded, sincerity lining his face. “Still, that’s something to be proud of. It’s no easy feat getting there, it’s not a walk in the park.”Mercer laughed, the sound sharp and sudden, then turned coldly toward the two staff nearby. “Why are you standing like statues? Why didn’t you attend to my friend?”The staff exchanged a confused glance, their faces stiff with unease. One finally found their voice.“Uh… we did, sir.”Mercer snorted. “You did? Then why is he holding his items himself? Were you waiting for a memo before helping him?”“W
CHAPTER 28
Mercer was growing irritated seeing Desmond pressing his phone and smiling, completely ignoring him as he yelled.He had expected Desmond to react, maybe storm out in shame.But to his surprise, Desmond neither spoke a word nor moved from where he stood.So, Mercer escalated his mockery.“You must be a master at pretending. Focusing on your phone like I’m not here yelling at you.”“Who the hell knows you, anyway? Why smiling at your phone”“Don't worry, you’ll find out in less than five minutes,” Desmond replied sharply.He dialed Rowan’s number, and it was picked up almost immediately like the man had been anticipating the call.“Hello, who am I speaking with, please?” A bold male voice came through the speaker.“I’m Desmond Ashford. If this is Rowan, I want you at the store immediately, in the personal care items section.” Desmond said firmly, his tone leaving no room for hesitation.“Oh, Sir! I’ll be there right away!”“Your time has started counting.”At that moment, the once-comp
CHAPTER 29
“First, I must commend your customer service in this store. Your staff have really done well,” Desmond said, pointing to the two staff standing nervously in front of him.Although they had acted weirdly a few minutes ago trying to snatch his items. But their initial approach had said it all, they were mannered. They say the first impression lasts longer.If it weren’t for the mannerless manager who instructed them to get the items from Desmond forcefully, things would have probably gone smoothly.He wouldn't blame the two staff. Mercer was their boss, and Desmond understood that they dared not disobey his command. If they did, they’d face consequences, might be queries, more difficult tasks, or even, the loss of their jobs. So, Desmond understood that they had no choice but to follow orders.Upon hearing Desmond’s statement, Rowan nodded with a smile. He was pleased to hear such comments from someone so powerful.Maybe, just maybe, if Desmond passed that same commendation to Arthur,
CHAPTER 30
Desmond squinted, leaning in to get a clearer view. The box in Sterling’s hand looked unmistakably familiar. It resembled the very one he had used to gift Felix Grayson a rare wristwatch during the party held in celebration of Felix’s promotion.As Desmond lifted his eyes, the person holding the box came into full view.It was Sterling Belmont.Felix’s friend. The same rude young man who had scoffed at Desmond at the party over that same wristwatch.Desmond’s chest tightened. That wasn’t what bothered him the most at that moment, but the thought lingered.What could he be doing with the box?Why bring it to a gallery store still wrapped? Was he trying to sell it? Or swap it?If it truly belonged to him, shouldn’t it be on his wrist? And if he intended to sell it, where was Felix?And did they seriously believe they could pawn such a rare item? A wristwatch crafted in a limited edition, reserved for only a few elites.Desmond thought bitterly. What claim could they even make about how