The Billionaire’s Fight For Redemption (Noah and Sierra) novel Chapter 124

Chapter 124

Noah.

I’m standing in the underground parking, running my hands through my hair for what feels like the hundredth time. The air is cold down here, but it’s nothing compared to the storm inside my chest. 1

Her words keep replaying in my head relentlessly. They’re like daggers, piercing my heart over and over again,

nonstop.

I clench my fists. I shouldn’t care. I shouldn’t let her words get to me. But damn it, they do. Every syllable felt like a slap to the face.

She actually thinks I’d try to kill her. I still can’t believe it. No matter how I try, I keep seeing those eyes looking at me suspiciously.

Sure, I hate her. Sure, I’ve said some terrible things over the years, but to want her dead? I’ve never wanted that, let alone gone ahead and planned an accident to take her out. The most I’ve ever wished was for her to move to another town or continent.

I let out a harsh breath, pacing between the rows of cars. My jaw aches from how hard I’m clenching it. Anger is easier to hold on to than hurt, so I let it burn through me. But beneath all that fury, something else lingers, something I don’t want to name.

Sierra’s always been the one person I never thought would look at me that way. With fear. With suspicion. I thought she’d know that even though I hurt her emotionally, I would never hurt her physically, I would never want her dead… but now I’m starting to see the effects of how I’ve treated her over the years. 2

I press a hand to the back of my neck, trying to steady my breathing. She doesn’t know what she’s saying. She’s hurt and scared. That must be it.

But then another thought cuts through… her mention of Brook.

I stop pacing. My mind wanders as every single thing she said about her comes back. Every proof, every suspicion.

I want to dismiss it immediately, to tell myself Sierra’s reaching for anyone to blame. But my mind starts replaying moments I’d rather forget. The small cracks in Brook’s perfect composure that I ignored because I didn’t want to see them.

The way she’d lied to me about Sierra that day, making it sound like Sierra was the one in the wrong, when she wasn’t.

The way her face twisted when I told her Sierra was pregnant… and her immediate agreement that the baby had to go. That I should deal with Sierra.

The way she tried to stop the twins from seeing Sierra that day, and her insistence that I should not let them near her… and finally, her subtle change, as if she were relieved or glad when she learned that Sierra was in an accident.

Back then, I thought she was just trying to protect me and the memory of her sister. But what if I was wrong this entire time?

A muscle ticks in my jaw as I fish my phone out of my pocket and scroll through my contacts until I find the number I need. When the line connects, I don’t even bother with a greeting.

“Check where Brook was the day of Sierra’s accident,” I say, my voice flat, controlled.

There’s a pause on the other end. “You think she’s involved?”

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“I don’t fucking know,” I snap. “That’s why I want you to investigate. I want every detail: where she went, who she talked to, and how long she was there. Everything.”

There’s a soft “Understood” before the line goes dead.

Fuck I hope Sierra is not right; otherwise, it would destroy every belief I ever had about Brook. D

I remember the sweet girl that used to hang around her sister. How can the same girl be a malicious, conniving woman? How can she attempt murder?

I stare at my phone for a long moment, the anger still simmering in my veins, before I shove it back into my pocket. I walk toward my car, my hand already reaching for the door handle when my phone starts ringing again.

Lilly’s name flashes across the screen.

I sigh, rubbing a hand across my face before answering. “What is it, Lilly? I’m-”

“What the hell did you do to her?!”

Her voice is a scream, raw, panicked, trembling.

My stomach drops. “What are you talking about?”

“Don’t play dumb with me, Noah! You were the last one in her room!”

I straighten instantly, every nerve in my body going taut. “Lilly, slow down. What’s going on?”

But she’s crying, gasping between words. “She–she was fine, Noah! She was fine! She was going to be discharged tomorrow And now–oh God-”

“Now what?” I bark, fear slicing through my anger. “What happened?”

She doesn’t finish the sentence as anguished cries reach my ear.

For a split second, the world stops as the horrible feeling that something is wrong leaves me breathless and then I’m moving.

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I don’t remember hanging up. I don’t remember shoving my phone into my pocket. All I know is that I’m sprinting toward the elevator, slamming my hand against the button until the doors open. The ride up feels endless. My chest is tight, my pulse a drumbeat in my ears.

Something is wrong… and by Lilly’s reaction, it must be Sierra.

The doors finally slide open and I bolt down the hall. Nurses rush past me, and the smell of antiseptic is suddenly unbearable. When I turn the corner, I see Lilly. Her face is streaked with tears, her hair disheveled, and her eyes wild with grief and fury.

The moment she sees me, she rushes forward and starts hitting my chest with her fists. “What did you do to her?! What did you

do?!”

I grab her wrists, trying to hold her still. “Lilly! Stop! What are you talking about?”

I ignore the fact that my own cousin would believe that I’ve done something to her.

Her voice cracks. “Why did you hurt her?! Why, Noah?!”

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