The Billionaire’s Fight For Redemption (Noah and Sierra) novel Chapter 290

Silence settles between us.

She looks at me. I look at her. Then we both look at the bracelet as it catches the light and scatters tiny rainbows across the room.

“It costs around a hundred thousand dollars,” she adds calmly.

I choke on my lemonade. It goes down the wrong pipe so violently I start coughing like I’m fighting for my life.

“Are you sure?” I rasp, eyes wide, still blinking away tears.

It’s beautiful and I’ve treasured it, but I assumed it was something he picked up at a boutique. A thoughtful splurge. Not… that.

Lilly nods. “Positive.”

“Maybe you’re confusing it with another one,” Mom says, leaning closer to inspect it.

I stare at my wrist like it belongs to someone else.

“I’m not mistaken,” Lilly says firmly. “I wanted it for myself before I decided to add another car to my collection instead.”

I blink, still having a hard time wrapping my head around this. “He told me it was something small for Valentine’s,” I say weakly.

Lilly lets out a sharp laugh. “Babe… if that’s his definition of small, we need to reassess your boyfriend immediately.”

Mom asks, “How well do you really know this man?”

I swallow, "Well enough... I think."

“I still can't understand why you didn't bother googling it,” Lilly says.

“Why would I? I loved it so I didn’t care how much it cost.”

She stares at me like I’ve just confessed to living under a rock.

Mom, on the other hand, asks gently. “So… he’s wealthy?”

“I don’t know. Maybe” I admit. “I mean he does own his own clinic.”

Lilly snorts. “Owning a clinic is one thing. Casually dropping a hundred thousand on a bracelet is another. That’s not ‘doing well.’ That’s generational wealth or ridiculous liquidity.”

I hesitate. I mean, owning a clinic does make you loaded, right? Especially if you’re always fully booked like Adrian is.

“Maybe we should run a background check,” Lilly says thoughtfully. “Just to be safe. What’s his last name?”

They both burst into laughter, and Lilly launches into a passionate speech about why she’s still single and thriving.

We spend the rest of the day cooking, talking, laughing and by the time we leave, I feel lighter than I have in days.

When we get to my house, Lilly pulls me into a tight hug.

“Call me if you need anything,” she says softly before stepping back and heading to her car.

“I will.”

I close the door behind me, and just as the lock clicks into place, my phone lights up with a text from Adrian.

I open the message.

[I found you a really good lawyer. One of the best. She’ll call you tomorrow morning. Don’t worry. We’ll handle this.]

My chest tightens because this is more than I expected.

I expected support. Encouragement. Maybe reassurance...but not this. Not him already taking action. Not him quietly solving problems before I even asked.

He didn’t doubt me. He didn’t question. He didn’t hesitate. He simply stepped in and that… that says more than words ever could because a man who’s unsure stays on the sidelines. A man who sees a future with you steps forward... And Adrian? He stepped forward without blinking.