The Billionaire's Regret: His Secret Wife Turned Medical Genius novel Chapter 72

Robert stared at the dead screen for a moment. Then, he lowered his phone and let a crooked smile tug at his mouth.

Gabriel was as arrogant as ever. He really thought money and power could crush anyone and buy him whatever he wanted.

But Robert had never been short of money, and he wasn't the type to be easily threatened either.

The angrier Gabriel got, the more it exposed his fear and his incompetence.

Robert smoothed the edge from his voice and turned back to Emily. He crouched in front of her again and said, "Get some rest. Tomorrow, we'll meet and actually sit down to talk."

Emily's eyelashes trembled. She felt wrung out and empty. The last thing she wanted was to drag anyone else into this. "I don't want to drag you into trouble."

"It's not like that," he said, holding her gaze. "Helping you is also helping me. We have to find a way to end this.

"Trust me once, okay?"

His steady gaze calmed Emily, and after a long pause, she nodded.

...

The next day, they chose a quiet café downtown to meet.

When Emily walked in, Robert was already there in an oatmeal cashmere sweater that softened his usual edges.

He had chosen a corner table by the window and already had a black coffee in front of him. A thick brown envelope sat on the table too.

Emily sat across from him, pale and still tired. When a server walked over, she simply asked for a glass of warm water.

After the server left, silence fell between them.

Emily didn't know why Robert had asked her here or why she had even agreed to come.

But Robert didn't rush her. Instead, he slid the envelope to the middle of the table and opened it like it was nothing.

"It's not on you." Robert looked at her. "Mills, I didn't ask you to come here to hear an apology. I need you to understand that Gabriel's lost it. Staying with him won't end well. He'll destroy you and anyone who tries to pull you out."

He paused, leaned forward, and firmly said, "You can leave him and come with me. I'll take you somewhere he'll never find you."

Across the street, a black minivan idled at the curb. A man in a baseball cap lifted a camera with a long lens and focused on Robert and Emily by the window.

The shutter clicked, but the sound of it was swallowed by the noise of traffic.

With that, the man bundled the shots, encrypted the file, and sent them off.

…

Gabriel watched the photos load onto his phone, and the air around him seemed to turn frigid.

So, Emily's threat to die in front of him had been nothing but an act. The moment she'd left, she'd gone straight to Robert.