Unwanted girl Spoiled by Billionaire (Noelle and Nicholas) novel Chapter 252

Chapter 252

“You bastard! Is that how you talk to your own father?” Braiden roared, seething with rage. If it weren’t for the guards holding him back, he would’ve lunged at Nicolas right then and there.

Nicolas gave a cold, mocking laugh. “You think you still qualify as my father? You and Marissa schemed to drain my mother of everything she had. Once she was no longer useful, you tossed her aside like trash. From the moment I was born, have you ever once done your duty as a father? If my mother hadn’t left me her 30% stake in the company, I doubt I’d even be alive today. So tell me. Braiden–do you really think you deserve to be called ‘father?”

Braiden’s face flushed purple, then pale. He gritted his teeth in silence, unable to offer even a single word of rebuttal.

But Nicolas wasn’t finished. He smiled and said. “Besides, I haven’t even wiped you out completely, have I? Sure, the Sawyer Group has changed hands–but I still left you with over 40% of the shares. If you behave, you can still sit back and enjoy the dividends. All things considered, I’ve been a pretty generous ‘son, wouldn’t you say?*

His words hit like a slap in the face. To the Sawyer family, this was nothing short of open provocation.

Braiden stared at Nicolas, his voice low and dangerous. “You really feel no remorse at all?”

Nicolas’s smile faded slightly. He leaned forward, eyes sharp. “Tell me what I did wrong, exactly? Was it wrong to reclaim the assets you stole from my mother? Or was my mistake being too merciful? I can always leak more–maybe expose every dirty little secret the Sawyer family has tried to keep buried. Would that be more to your liking?”

Though Nicolas’s voice was calm, every word hit like a dagger, slicing through what little pride they had left.

Braiden finally forced down his rising fury, but his tone dripped venom. “Fine. Very well. You think you’ve won? Let me give you some advice–never underestimate those who’ve been through the fire. Experience always trumps arrogance.”

Nicolas leaned back lazily, unbothered. “Maybe so. But the younger generation always surpasses the old. That’s just nature taking its

course.

Braiden’s gaze darkened. He glanced at Noelle still sitting in Nicolas’s lap, watching them quietly. Something cold and calculated flickered in his eyes.

“Nicolas,” he said at last, voice tight, “this isn’t over.”

With that, he turned and left without another word. Marshall and Luciano quickly followed, but not before Luciano shot Nicolas a furious glare. This isn’t the end, Nicolas. You’d better watch your back.”

The office door slammedishut behind them.

Nicolas remained unfazed. He turned to Bryan. “Got the whole conversation recorded?”

“Yes, Mr. Sawyer, Bryan confirmed. “Every word.”

“Perfect” Nicolas’s smile returned.

Noelle tilted her head, curious. “You’re planning something again, aren’t you?”

He nodded calmly. “I provoked them today on purpose. Knowing them, they won’t let this slide. They’ll be coming for me.”

Noelle’s eyes widened. “Then you’re in danger?”

“Exactly, Nicolas said with a smirk, kissing her cheek shamelessly. “So you’ll have to protect me, okay?”

Noelle puffed up her chest, nodding seriously. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep you

“Really?” Nicolas teased, raising an eyebrow, “You’re committing to that now?”

“Men–hmm“” the nodded again, all earnest and adorable

Well then, I feel very reassured” úd, pulling her into a tighter hug. He rested his head in the curve of her neck, his voice low and playful. “Remember what you said–protect me. Always

Noelle, thinking he was just nervous about the threat, gently patted his head to confort him. “Don’t worry, Nicolas I’ve got you”

He let out a soft chuckle and held her even closer

Chapter 252

Watching this overly affectionate scene, Bryan quietly slipped out of the office, leaving them to their syrupy bubble.

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Meanwhile, Braiden and his sons stormed into their car.

“Goddamn it!” Luciano cursed. “I always knew Nicolas was no good, but I never thought he had it in him to pull something like this.

“We can’t show him any mercy now,” Marshall said darkly. “If he wants to play dirty, then we’ll play dirtier. I’ll get in touch with a hitman and end this.”

“Not yet,” Braiden finally spoke,

Both sons turned to him, startled.

“Dad, what are you talking about?” Luciano snapped. “We’re just going to let that bastard get away with destroying everything we built?”

“You think I’m just going to sit here and do nothing?” Braiden growled. “He’s not my son anymore. Just thinking about the fact he shares my blood makes me sick.”