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BILLIONAIRE'S LIES CHAPTER 24

Author: MIKS DELOSO
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-07 22:22:28

Sabrina is riding in the back of the car as it pulls toward Thompson Mansion, the grand estate her husband's family calls home. She stands out against the magnificent mansion, framed by tall gates and meandering grounds, like some castle where, honestly, she never really belonged. But tonight, dusk settling in a golden haze, Sabrina felt more disconnected than ever. Her world has shrunk, grown quiet. Benedict's absence cast a dark shadow over her life.

She hadn't wanted to burden her mother-in-law, Teresa Thompson, with the news just yet. But with her mother, Leila, egging her on to tell Teresa, Sabrina knew it was time. Time to face the truth, and maybe, just maybe, seek a little solace.

The car pulled up, and Sabrina stepped out, her body heavy with the weight of everything she hadn't shared. She hadn't expected this day to go smoothly. Nothing about her life seemed to go the way she wanted anymore.

Leila was sitting on the porch, a calm smile on her face. She welcomed Sabrina into
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    Nathaniel Harper sat on the edge of his bed, with his feet bare, elbows on his knees. His penthouse was still, dark, and abnormally chilly. The curtains were half closed, admitting the soft blue twilight from the skyline, but he no longer saw the view. Not since Eliana.The business conference had concluded. The world had applauded, toasted, and networked. Everyone had left with deals and contacts.But not him.He had taken a lesson with him. One he learned too late.Love doesn't wait.He took a long breath, gazing at the floor as if it would provide him with answers. On the bedside table rested the watch Eliana had once given him—a clean, elegant model inscribed on the back with a quote: "Time reveals what words cannot."How ironic.Time hadn't revealed anything. It had simply… slipped through his fingers.He rose slowly, moving across the room to pour himself a glass of bourbon. The apartment rang with every step. The quiet no longer seemed peaceful—it felt like absence.He walked o

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    The next day…The ballroom of the Grand Monarch Hotel buzzed with the familiar murmur and clinking of champagne flutes. Executives from all over the country mingled under gilded chandeliers, sipping champagne and pretending not to look at one another. The year's Global Finance and Innovation Conference was in full swing—and for once, the last place Nathaniel Harper should have been.But duty didn't care about heartbreak.He adjusted his tie and walked through the grand double doors, his name being his shield: Nathaniel Harper, CEO of Harper Holdings.The Grand Monarch Hotel was abuzz with glittering shoes, razor-sharp suits, and echoing conversation. Crystals hung down above like chunks of ice crystals, glinting over warm yellow lights. Waiters strode past the throngs of people, carrying champagne and nips of truffles. And yet even amidst all this luxury, Nathaniel Harper stood still on the edge of the room, gripping a whiskey glass as if it were some sort of mooring.His eyes continu

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    The Thompson estate was alive and kicking that Sunday afternoon.The sun cast golden light onto the big garden, where the family had gathered around the long table under the gazebo. The smell of just-cut roses mingled with the smell of freshly baked treats and roast beef. Eliana's laughter carried across the air for a moment—light, real, and unselfconscious—as she chatted with Damian next to the buffet table.But not everybody was laughing.At the far end of the table, seated on intricately carved chairs, sat Grandma Wendy and Grandma Leila, two powerful women with different views—but both fiercely protective of their granddaughter.“I’m happy if she’s happy,” Leila said gently, sipping her tea, her eyes on Eliana across the lawn. “That’s all we’ve ever wanted, isn’t it?”Wendy, queen-like in her pearl earrings and sharp cream blazer, didn't respond immediately. Her gaze stayed fixed on Eliana and Damian."Suppose," Wendy said at last, her tone strained. "But being happy doesn't neces

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    In the meantime, Nathaniel Harper returned home crestfallen.The lights of the city whizzed by outside his windows as he drove, the familiar skyline now far away and empty. His favorite playlist floated softly through the speakers, but every lyric was a stab. He had no idea why he came—perhaps some stupid hope, some untold story he thought he could rework.But hope, he knew now, has its boundaries.When he arrived at his penthouse, the silence was oppressive. No footsteps. No laughter. Only the hum of opulence and the lack of the only thing he ever really wanted: her.He placed the pastry box on the marble counter and gazed at it as if it contained a piece of his heart. Perhaps it did.Eliana’s smile haunted him—the real one, the one she gave him once. But tonight, that smile belonged to someone else.To Damian.Nathaniel loosened his tie and dropped onto the couch, running both hands through his hair. His chest ached, not with anger, but with grief. He had been too late, too careful,

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    The peaches' sweetness still lingered on their tongues when the sun finally set, bleeding amber and violet strokes across the horizon. The house fell silent—the laughter earlier now only a faint echo within the walls. Saben had dozed off on the couch, snoring into a throw pillow, while Grandma Wendy worked in the corner, scanning over her yarn but wide-eyed as Damian and Eliana crept out the back door again.Outside, night was crisp, kissed by dew and the delicate perfume of jasmine twining around the garden trellis. Damian led Eliana along the stone path to the old wooden bench hidden beneath the gentle hug of ivy and the protective shadow of towering oaks.They sat shoulder to shoulder in the silence, letting the cradle of cicadas and wind chimes lull over them. Damian brushed his fingers against hers, his thumb sweeping across her knuckles."Hey, you okay?" he asked, his voice low but threaded with concern.Eliana breathed slowly, carefully. "I should be asking you that. You just s

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    Above, the kitchen was again shrouded in cozy silence. Wendy was sitting on the window seat, an unused crossword crumpled up in her lap as she watched the two men return. Leila Auburn, Sabrina's mother, had folded a dish towel with every bit as much precision as if she'd spent years at research school. Eliana braced against the table, elbow planted on the Formica, chin propped against her fist, eyes illuminating the instant Damian came into view.Her gaze locked with his. And for an instant, the room vanished again.Eliana got up, walking over to stand at his side. "You passed.""Barely," he teased, reaching out to take her hand instinctively.Sabrina, who had been blotting her hands with a print towel, looked over and raised an eyebrow. "Did he pass the test?"Saben collapsed into a chair. "He didn't blink. That in itself is deserving of a standing ovation."Wendy snorted but smiled behind her teeth. "We'll see how macho he is when I ask him about his credit rating.""Grandma," Sabri

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    The sun came up in the morning and shone through the filmy kitchen curtains of the Thompson home, heating the room. The scent of hot coffee mingled with the smell of bacon cooking and the maple syrup sweetness. The tinkle of utensils and soft murmur of family chatter filled the kitchen.Eliana was seated in the table chair, her hand hidden beneath Damian Wolfe's under the blanket. Their union was a peaceful anchor amidst the family storm. Damian sported his signature tight black pants and dark collared shirt, his very stance emitting the serene bodyguard. The slight sheen of fear on his forehead, however, masked the storm within his mind. Damian had experienced a few bodyguard dilemmas, but coping with Eliana's family was uncharted ground.Sabrina, Eliana's mom, was standing at the stove, flipping pancakes with ease. Her gaze, however, was focused on the interaction between her daughter and Damian."So, Damian," she began, her tone airy but inquiring, "how long have you two been datin

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    INT. THOMPSON FAMILY MANSION – LIVING ROOM – LATE AFTERNOONThere was a tension in the air that was as thick as a knife could cut.Eliana rigidly sat on the couch edge, legs crossed, hands clasped on her lap as if to hold back a flood. Across from her, Benedict Thompson, her father—who was still immaculately dressed in his clean navy suit even at home—walked steadily, arms crossed over his chest. His face was unyielding, but his silence was cacophony.Near the fire, Saben Thompson, her older brother, leaned against the mantel, but his eyes were sharp, fixed on Eliana like a cop waiting for a confession."I said," Saben repeated, "he's coming here? Tonight?"Eliana's throat bobbed. "Yes."Her father finally turned to her. "What does he want, Eliana?""To talk," she said, her voice small. "To tell me why he did what he did and to get to know you.""Oh really? Hmm, let me see him tomorrow."The next day, the crunch of tires on gravel in the driveway made all three stop.Eliana's eyes mov

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    “Then stay,” she whispered. “Right here. With me.”He pressed his lips to her temple, his arms wrapped around her like a promise only they could understand.“Promise me something,” he said.“Anything.”“That you’ll fight for us,” he murmured. “Even when I’m too afraid to.”She lifted her head and kissed him softly. Her lips trembled against his, but her voice was steady. “Always.”They stood there, wrapped in each other, as if the rest of the world no longer mattered. Every glance they’d stolen. Every hand brushed in passing. Every near-confession. All of it had led to this moment.“You’re not just my weakness,” he said quietly. “You’re my reason.”Her eyes scanned his, alight with assurance. "Then let's eliminate the illusion that this is a mistake. This is destiny."In perfect timing, light spilled from the estate behind them. Veranda doors groaned open, and voices drifted out into the night. The magic of the garden shook, threatened by the invasion of reality.Damian bristled."If

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