The Billionaire Replaced Me With My Assistant
"You really thought I would marry someone like you?" His voice was as cold as ice while his blue eyes pierced through me without mercy. "You were just a convenient distraction.Victoria was always the woman I truly wanted by my side."
In that moment, I felt my heart shatter into a thousand pieces, but I swore to myself that those would be the last tears I would ever shed for Alexander Reed.
Sophia Morgan had always been a dedicated woman who built her career from the ground up. An orphan with no family support, she worked tirelessly until she became the Marketing Director of the Reed Group. When the powerful and arrogant CEO Alexander Reed noticed her, she believed she had found not only love but also a place to belong.
After three years as his secret lover, Sophia discovers in the worst way possible that she was merely a pastime for Alexander. During a corporate event, he publicly humiliates her by announcing his engagement to Victoria, Sophia's personal assistant, who had secretly conspired to take her place.
Devastated and with nowhere to go, Sophia tries to piece her life back together. But fate has other plans when she is forced to continue working at the same company, facing daily the man who destroyed her heart and the woman who stole her dreams.
In a world where power and money make the rules, Sophia will need to find the strength to survive alongside the man who betrayed her, while battling the feelings that still persist in her wounded heart.
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Chapter: Chapter 235Sophia's POVThe Morgan Holdings hall was full.It wasn't the biggest event I had ever organized, but it was, by far, the most important. Pink and white balloons hung from the ceiling, mixed with gold ribbons. A long table displayed appetizers and sweets. In the center, a two-tier cake – one tier with the company logo, the other with a miniature teddy bear.Two years of work. Two years of tears, of falls, of fresh starts. And there I was, standing beside the stage, Ingrid in my lap, the light blue dress falling over my shoulders."Nervous?" Michael asked beside me, his warm hand on my back."A little.""You're going to crush it. You always do."I looked at him. His eyes were fixed on me, full of a certainty I didn't know I needed to see."Thank you," I whispered."You don't need to thank me. It's the truth."I bit my lip to keep from crying before the speech.The room was full of familiar faces. Emma and Patrick, holding hands, Lizzie sitting on her father's shoulders. Mark, my right-h
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Chapter: Chapter 234Sophia's POV Months later, the contractions started at three in the morning. It wasn't like in the movies. There was no sudden breaking of water, no dramatic screams, no frantic rush to the hospital. It was a dull, low pain that came and went like a wave. "Are you okay?" Michael woke up next to me, his voice thick with sleep. "I think… I think it's today." He sat up in bed so fast he almost fell. His eyes were wide open, his hair disheveled, his breath caught. "Today? How do you know? What do I do? Do I call an ambulance? Emma? Is your bag already packed?" I laughed, even as the pain squeezed my belly. "Michael, breathe." "I'm not the one having a baby. I don't need to breathe." "Yes, you do. Or you'll pass out before I get to the hospital." He jumped out of bed, put his pants on inside out, fixed them, put his shirt on backwards, gave up. Grabbed my bag, the car keys, me. "Let's go." The drive to the hospital was a silent torture. The contractions came every five minutes
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Chapter: Chapter 233Sophia's POVVictoria's hands were trembling. She was sitting on the floor, knees pulled up against her chest, eyes fixed on nowhere. The white rope still lay forgotten between us.Her nose was running. She sniffled once, twice, but didn't wipe it. She just let the snot glisten in the room's dim light.The silence had lasted for centuries. Or maybe just minutes. I no longer knew."Don't say that again," Victoria whispered, her voice broken, wet. "Don't say I'm your sister again, you wretch."She took a deep breath. Or tried to. Her chest rose and fell in an uneven rhythm, as if the air wasn't reaching her. She sniffled again."I will never… never be your sister, do you hear me?"Her words hit me, but they no longer hurt. They only tired me.I remained standing. I looked at her. At the disheveled hair, at the oversized gown, at the hands that wouldn't stop shaking. At the snot running down. At the red, swollen eyes."So you already knew."She didn't answer. She just looked away."You k
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Chapter: Chapter 232Sophia's POVThe dream always started the same way.Richard was in the garden of Eleanor's mansion, fallen after the drop. His body didn't move, but his eyes were open. Fixed on me. I approached, the cold stone floor beneath my bare feet, and he didn't speak. Didn't ask for help. Didn't scream in pain. Just looked."Why did you never tell me I was your daughter?" My voice echoed in the dream, strange, distorted. "Why did you treat me so badly? Why did you want to destroy everything?"Silence.He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Blood trickled from the corner of his lips, and his eyes remained there, glassy, watching me as if I were a ghost."Answer me, dammit! Why didn't you kill me when you could? Why did you wait?"Nothing.Just the wind in the trees of the mansion. Just his eyes. Just the silence growing between us until it became unbearable.And I woke up.My eyes opened to the bedroom ceiling. Cold sweat ran down my back. My heart was beating so fast I could feel it in my
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Chapter: Chapter 231Sophia's POVI looked at the ceiling, then at him."I forgave her," I said finally. "Simply forgave her."Michael didn't respond. He just waited."She's a woman that life broke. She made mistakes. Manipulated. Did horrible things. But deep down… she just wanted to protect her daughter. And she failed. She lived with that guilt for years. I don't want to carry that weight. Especially because I don't think it's up to me to judge her."He touched my face, his thumb gently brushing my cheek."And can you do it? Live with this?""I can. Because I have you. Because I have Emma and her family. Because I have people I chose by my side." I looked down at my belly. "Because I have a new life to take care of."His hand slid to my belly. His warm palm against the thin fabric of my shirt."I'm going to be a father," he whispered, as if trying the word for the first time."You are.""And you're going to be a mother.""I am."He kissed me. It wasn't a kiss of desire. It was a kiss of promise."I jus
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Chapter: Chapter 230Sophia's POV The car's ceiling, the leather seats, the dark glass… everything spun. I clutched the dossier against my chest so tightly my fingers hurt.The air ran out. The ground disappeared. And I stood there, paralyzed, while the world crumbled around me."Sophia," Eleanor called, her voice broken. "Please, say something."What could I say? That I was fine? I wasn't. That I forgave her? I didn't know. That I hated her? I didn't know that either."I spent years hating Richard for killing my daughter," Eleanor continued, tears streaming endlessly. "And now I find out he also raped her. That his blood runs in your veins. That my granddaughter is the daughter of my worst enemy."She rested her forehead against the front seat, her shoulders shaking."I feel like trash, Sophia. Trash. For not protecting Ingrid. For not looking for you. For letting hatred blind me for so long.""He knew," I whispered, my voice strange. "Richard knew who I was. That's why he pursued me. That's why he neve
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Chapter: Chapter 75 [Asking you for a chance]Emily's POV I woke up with the weight of a body on the bed beside me.It wasn't my weight. It was heavier. Warmer. More present. The mattress sank on one side, and I felt the tilt pulling my body toward him.I opened my eyes slowly. The ceiling light hurt. My mouth was dry. My head was heavy.Marcus was sitting on the edge of the bed, his body leaning forward, his elbows resting on his knees, his head down. His blond hair was disheveled, falling over his forehead. His shirt was wrinkled. His beard unshaven.He looked like a man who hadn't slept in days. Dark circles. Pale skin. His hands hanging between his knees, limp, as if they had no strength for anything."Marcus…," I called. My voice came out hoarse, scratching my throat.He raised his head. His blue eyes were red, tired, with those fine lines that appear when a person has been awake all night. But it wasn't anger I saw in them. It was something else. Something I couldn't name."You're awake," he said. His voice was strange. Lo
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Chapter: Chapter 74 [Empty Corridor]Arthur's POV "Marcus, I don't want to fight with you." My voice came out calm. Controlled. "Not now. Not here." "That doesn't answer my question." He crossed his arms. The gesture was so familiar it hurt. It was the same gesture I made when I was on the defensive. "What do you want?" "What was that, Marcus?" My voice rose. I couldn't control it. "What was that theater at the registry office? Hiring actors? Calling the Japanese shareholders to watch a farce?" "You have nothing to do with that." "Don't I?" I took a step forward. "You committed the stupidity of taking that young woman without her consent, leaving her and forcing her to put on that so-called wedding theater in front of our Japanese partners." "Our partners?" He laughed. A bitter laugh. Empty. "You never cared about the Japanese partners. You never cared about anything except yourself." "I want to know how she is." I looked at the closed door. "Emily. I want to know if she's okay. If the baby is okay." "And why do
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Chapter: Chapter 73 [The Risk]Arthur's POVThe hospital corridor was empty.White walls, white floor, white light. Total silence. Just the sound of my shoes on the floor as I moved my legs. The echo came and went, faint, distant.My phone vibrated in my pocket.I took it out. Looked at the screen. Signora Fontana. I answered before the second ring."Yes?""Sterling. You're still there."I looked at the clock. 2:14 AM. The minute hand seemed not to move. Each second was an eternity in that place."I am. Tell me what happened, in detail. I'm alone now and no one can hear me."I heard the sound of her lighter on the other end of the line. Click. Then the sound of a drag. She always lit a cigarette when she was nervous. And Fontana was a woman who almost never got nervous. That worried me more than any words she could say."The vote was close, Sterling." Her voice came out low, direct. "Eleven in favor, four against."Eleven.I closed my eyes for a second. Took a deep breath. I felt the cold air from the corridor ente
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Chapter: Chapter 72 [What I Said]Emily's POV Arthur hung up the phone. His face was pale, but his jaw remained firm. His hands didn't tremble. He was never a man to show weakness in front of others. Marcus was leaning against the wall, arms crossed, watching every move. "What is it, father?" His voice came out dry, as if he didn't bother hiding his boredom. Arthur didn't answer right away. He put his phone in his pocket with a slow, deliberate movement. Then he adjusted his jacket, as if preparing to leave. "Ask your mother." "What?" Arthur's hand clenched into a fist. He struck the glass table beside the bed. The sound was loud, sharp, and the surface shattered into small pieces that glinted under the room's light before scattering across the floor. "Ask your mother, damn it!" Blood dripped from his knuckles. Red drops fell onto the white floor, one by one. I couldn't look away. "Mr. Sterling," I called. My voice came out softer than I wanted. "You're hurt." Marcus's eyes turned to me. Slowly. He tilted h
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Chapter: Chapter 71 [The Past Returns]Arthur's POVMy son couldn't take his eyes off us.The bedroom door was open. He remained there, in the doorway, his body still, his arms crossed. His blue eyes scanned the bed, the IV, my hand in hers. His face showed nothing. No anger. No sadness. Nothing.Just that silence that weighed more than anything.The room smelled of antiseptic and wilted flowers. The red roses he had brought were scattered on the floor, petals trampled, stems broken. The bed creaked softly, once or twice, whenever Emily took a deep breath.My hand remained on hers. Her fingers cold. Mine too.He bent down to pick up the flowers from the floor. The broken stems. The crushed petals. His fingers gathered them one by one with a calm that hurt to watch, all while watching us.A nurse stopped behind him in the doorway. Small, dark hair pulled into a tight bun, immaculate white uniform. The tray in her hand clinked softly. Bowl of soup. Glass of water. Paper napkins."Ohayo," she said in Japanese, her voice low.
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Chapter: Chapter 70 [The Vote]Vivienne's POVThe silence in the boardroom was absolute. Eleven men and two women stared at me as if I had just announced that I was going to set fire to the building. Mr. Bianchi's face had gone from red to purple. Mrs. Fontana's nails had stopped tapping. Even Peterson held his breath beside me."Signora Sterling," Mr. Bianchi finally said, his voice trembling with age and indignation, "with all due respect, you are not a member of this board. You have no voting rights. You have no legal standing to assume control of this company."I did not hesitate. I had expected this. I had prepared."I have shares, Mr. Bianchi. Twenty-three percent of this company belongs to me. My father's shares. My inheritance. The shares that Arthur cannot touch because they were never his.""Shares do not give you a seat at this table.""No. But they give me the power to call for a vote. And that is what I am doing."Mr. Bianchi opened his mouth to answer, but Mrs. Fontana raised her hand. The sharpness
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