The Billionaire's Silent Wife (Ryan and Eve) novel Chapter 131

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Kimberly looked away, lips pressed into a thin line.

“She was following Dad’s lead,” she muttered weakly.

“Stop treating her like a child,” Ryan said sharply. “She knew exactly what she was doing. So did you.”

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He folded his arms. “Unless our mother is willing to come clean, and tell me everything Steven has on them, and unless she is willing to accept my wife and my child, I don’t want to have anything to do with

her.”

Kimberly swallowed. “But it was Eve’s father who hurt our family.”

Ryan laughed, not loudly, not cruelly, but with bitter clarity.

“He had every right to fight back,” Ryan said.

Kimberly stared at him, stunned. “You’re defending him now?”

“I’m explaining cause and effect,” Ryan replied. “Something our parents failed to teach us properly.”

She shook her head. “Mum said he turned greedy. That he forgot his place. That he was just a driver,

Ryan’s eyes flashed. “He was never ‘just’ anything.”

Kimberly blinked at the sharpness in his tone.

“You think this started out of nowhere?” Ryan continued. “Our parents used Steven to clean up their messes. Illegal messes. Personal messes. Things that could have destroyed them.”

Kimberly’s eyes widened. “Illegal how?”

Ryan gave a humourless smile. “You really think the insider trading scandal is the first time Ashbrook has danced with the law? They relied on him to make things disappear. Documents. People. Stories. He was

their fixer.”

“Fixer,” Kimberly echoed faintly. “Mum called him a glorified driver.”

“Of course she did,” Ryan said. “It’s easier to disrespect someone you underpay.”

He leaned against the edge of the console table, his gaze never leaving her.

“I investigated him,” Ryan added. “Properly.”

Kimberly frowned. “When?”

“After Eve came back,” Ryan said. “I needed answers, and no one was willing to talk, so I dug instead of

waiting for our parents to solve the problem like they promised all these years.”

“What did you find out?” Kimberly whispered.

Ryan’s jaw flexed. “Enough to know Mother thinks the world is her chessboard. She moves people like

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pawns and forgets pawns bleed, too.”

Kimberly stared at him.

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“My investigators showed me copies of letters Steven wrote to Dad,” Ryan went on. “Formal requests for what he was owed. Polite reminders. Months of them. Do you know what Dad did?”

Kimberly shook her head slowly.

“He ignored them,” Ryan said. “Then he had Legal send a single-line response terminating everything.”

Kimberly’s breathing grew shallow. “Mum said they don’t owe him anything.”

“He asked for his pension,” Ryan replied. “For his severance. For money he had earned. He reached out as a worker asking to be paid.”

She pressed a hand to her mouth. “No… she said he threatened us.”

“He said,” Ryan corrected, “If you don’t pay me what you owe me, I won’t keep your secrets forever.’ That’s

not a threat. That’s a boundary. And they called his bluff.”

Kimberly sank slowly onto the nearest chair.

“What are you talking about?” she asked weakly. “Mum said he betrayed us.”

“He refused to commit another crime for her,” Ryan said. “There’s a difference.”

She shook her head again, more desperately. “You’re making it sound like Mum is the villain.”

“She is,” Ryan said simply. “Or, at the very least, she chose to be when she decided other people’s lives

were disposable.”

Kimberly’s eyes filled again. “She loves us, Ryan.”

“I know she does,” he said quietly. “She just loves control more.”

He took a step closer, his voice low but clear.

“Two years later, Steven resigned,” Ryan went on. “After decades of service, they denied him his full

benefits. No pension. No severance. Nothing.”

“That can’t be true,” Kimberly whispered. “Dad wouldn’t,”

“He would,” Ryan cut in. “And he did. I’ve seen the documents. My men spoke to people who were there.

Do you know what it means to work for someone for twenty-five years and walk away with nothing? No

security. No savings. No safety net.”

Kimberly swallowed hard. “Dad said the contract changed. That there were… complications.”

“Complications they created,” Ryan replied, “so they wouldn’t have to honour what they owed him.”

Kimberly let out a hollow laugh. “So what? You just walk away? From all of it? From the company? From

the name?”

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“I walk away from the rot,” Ryan said. “I won’t spend the rest of my life cleaning up crimes I didn’t commit.”

“And Dad?” she demanded. “You’ll just watch him fall?”

“I warned him,” Ryan replied. “I told him what Steven is capable of. I told him to come clean. He chose to

gamble on silence. That’s his decision, not mine.”

“He’s our father,” Kimberly whispered.

“He is,” Ryan agreed. “And he’s also a man who thinks reputation matters more than integrity. I can’t fix

that for him.”

She stared at him, eyes glossy. “You sound like you’ve already decided we’re all doomed.”

“I’ve decided I’m not going down with them,” Ryan said. “I’m building something separate, clean, transparent. If Ashbrook Corp collapses, I’ll still be standing, with Eve. With our child.”

Kimberly swallowed. “So you really meant it when you said you were cutting ties.”

“I don’t say things I don’t mean anymore,” he answered. “That version of me died the day I watched my parents try to feed my wife to the wolves.”

She winced. “You make it sound so simple. Just… choose a side.”

“It is simple,” Ryan said. “Not easy. But simple. You either keep pretending you don’t see what they did, or you admit it was wrong and stop repeating it.”

“I’m not like Mum,” Kimberly protested weakly.

“You forged documents,” Ryan said quietly. “You stole money. You pinned it on someone innocent. That is

exactly like Mum.”

She flinched as though he’d struck her.

“Mom was desperate,” she whispered. “I thought if I proved myself, if it went through, she’d finally take me

seriously.”

“At whose expense?” Ryan asked. “You were willing to sacrifice Eve’s freedom to get our parents’ approval.

Do you hear how twisted that is?”

Tears spilled over again.

“I didn’t think it through,” she choked out.

“That’s the problem,” he said. “You never do. You react. You obey. You defend them blindly. And when the

fallout lands on you, you act confused.”

She shook her head slowly. “So what do you want me to do, Ryan? March into Mum’s room and tell her she’s a monster? Tell Dad he deserves whatever’s coming?”

“I want you to open your eyes,” he replied. “That’s all. Stop calling it loyalty when it’s really cowardice. Stop calling it family when it’s control.”

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Kimberly’s shoulders slumped. “You’ve changed.”

“I’ve grown up,” he corrected. “There’s a difference.”

She rubbed at her temples. “This is too much.”

“It was too much when they did it,” Ryan said. “You’re just feeling it now because the fallout finally reached

you.”

He didn’t let up.

“After using him,” he continued, “after cheating him, after discarding him, they expected him to disappear quietly. To go back to whatever life he had before and be grateful they’d ever looked in his direction.”

Kimberly pressed a hand to her forehead. “Why are you telling me all this?”

“Because you keep acting like Steven woke up one day and decided to destroy us for sport,” Ryan said. ” He didn’t. He reacted, to years of being treated like trash by people who thought their money made them

untouchable.”

She shook her head weakly. “So what now? You’re just going to stand with him? Against us?”

“I’m standing with the truth,” Ryan answered. “And with my wife. And with my child. If that feels like I’m standing against you, ask yourself why.”

He paused, letting that sink in.

“And about the DNA test you’re so obsessed with,” he added, “I’ll do it if I want to. For Eve’s peace of mind, not yours. Not Mother’s. Not anyone else’s.”

Kimberly looked up sharply. “You’d really risk it coming out that, ”

“I’m not risking anything,” Ryan cut in. “I know that child is mine. If I ever order a test, it’ll be to shut all of you up permanently.”

Silence fell again, heavy and crowded.

He tilted his head slightly.

“Tell me something, Kimberly,” he said. “If you were in Steven’s shoes, if you had helped people cover their crimes for years, only to be cast aside with nothing, would you sit quietly while your family struggled in poverty, while the people who used and discarded you lived freely and peacefully?”

Kimberly stared at him.

Shock washed over her face.

Her lips parted, but no words came out.

For the first time, she had nothing to say.

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