Home / Romance / Dumped By The Billionaire / 73 Shattered Ghost Healing (Drake)

Share

73 Shattered Ghost Healing (Drake)

last update publish date: 2026-11-12 12:10:26

"If you do not stop clicking that Montblanc pen against my walnut desk like a ticking detonation timer, Julian, I am going to charge you double for this session and toss your little leather notebook straight out onto Madison Avenue," Dr. Evelyn Vance announced, peering over her tortoiseshell frames with a sharp, unbothered expression.

I froze my thumb immediately, setting the heavy pen down onto the blotter with a soft click. I leaned back into the low-slung cognac leather armchair of the sleek
Continue to read this book for free
Scan code to download App
Locked Chapter

Latest chapter

  • Dumped By The Billionaire    75 Complete Peterson Collapse (Sabrina)

    "You are telling me that a multi-billion-dollar corporate juggernaut didn't just experience a minor fiscal hiccup, but actually vaporized into chapter eleven oblivion while we were busy redesigning our flagship spring collection?" I demanded, slamming my ceramic coffee mug down onto the glass boardroom table so hard the entire surface vibrated.Theo stared back at me from across the room, his fingers hovering anxiously over his laptop keyboard while Aria stood silently beside him, her jaw practically resting on the polished wood. We were locked inside the high-security conference room of our Manhattan headquarters, surrounded by digital architectural blueprints and gleaming gold prototypes, yet the crisp corporate morning felt entirely derailed by the bombshell Jenny Diaz had casually dropped into my lap twenty minutes ago."Boss, I am looking at the federal court liquidation filings right now," Theo stammered, his eyes darting frantically across his screen as he pulled up the public

  • Dumped By The Billionaire    74 The Coffee Cart Aftershock (Sabrina)

    "You are going to hear my voice crack across this entire Tribeca block if that custom silk ribbon shipment doesn't clear customs by noon today, Theo," I snapped into my wireless earbud, marching past a row of high-end boutiques while gripping my iced matcha latte like it was a tactical weapon.Aria’s laughter crackled through the speaker from the SoHo studio, warm and completely unbothered by my rising executive panic. "Breathe, boss lady, Theo has already tracked the shipping container and it is sitting right downstairs in our loading dock. I am only calling because you need to pick up an extra batch of embossed gift boxes while you are handling logistics downtown.""Fine, I will swing by the specialty shop near Chambers Street," I sighed, dodging a tourist holding an oversized map. "Just make sure the inventory manifests for the Beverly Hills restock are balanced by the time I walk back through those doors, or I am turning you both into unpaid interns.""You love us too much to demo

  • Dumped By The Billionaire    73 Shattered Ghost Healing (Drake)

    "If you do not stop clicking that Montblanc pen against my walnut desk like a ticking detonation timer, Julian, I am going to charge you double for this session and toss your little leather notebook straight out onto Madison Avenue," Dr. Evelyn Vance announced, peering over her tortoiseshell frames with a sharp, unbothered expression.I froze my thumb immediately, setting the heavy pen down onto the blotter with a soft click. I leaned back into the low-slung cognac leather armchair of the sleek, minimalist midtown consulting suite, staring at the frosted glass partition that separated this quiet sanctuary from the chaotic pulse of Manhattan outside.To the receptionist, to the medical directory, and to the intake forms sitting on Dr. Vance's desk, I was simply Julian Cross... a burned-out former finance director navigating post-corporate burnout. Nobody in this building knew that three months ago, my face had been plastered across every financial terminal on Wall Street as the disgrac

  • Dumped By The Billionaire    72 Forbes Throne Obsession (Sabrina)

    "If you do not stop pacing back and forth across my custom Persian rug like a feral, caged panther, Drake, I am going to summon Lucas from the lobby and have you physically escorted straight back across the East River to your cramped Queens walk-up," I declared, tossing the freshly printed advance copy of the global business magazine onto the obsidian coffee table with a sharp, decisive thud.Drake didn't halt his aggressive strides. His broad, imposing frame remained coiled with restless, predatory tension, his dark eyes locked onto the glossy cover of the publication like it was an incoming ballistic missile. "I am not pacing, Sabrina... I am calculating the exact tactical perimeter breach caused by having your personal net worth broadcasted to every predatory venture capitalist and fortune hunter in North America.""Let them calculate," I replied smoothly, sinking back into the plush velvet cushions of my Central Park penthouse sofa while crossing one silk-trousered leg over the ot

  • Dumped By The Billionaire    71 Unchained Exhibition (Sabrina)

    "If you do not stop adjusting that brutalist diamond cuff for the fifth time this hour, Sabrina, our elite VIP guests are going to think you are guarding a federal vault instead of curating your very own debut fine art gallery," Aria laughed, leaning against the obsidian display pedestal while sipping her sparkling water with an amused, teasing grin.I didn't blink, keeping my fingers steady as I secured the heavy platinum clasp of the centerpiece sculpture resting under the gallery's museum-grade spotlight. "I am guarding a vault, Aria... a vault containing every single piece of my soul forged into raw, unyielding metal.""It is giving absolute high-culture dominance," Theo declared, walking over with his tablet tucked neatly under his arm. "Every major art collector, international museum curator, and fashion mogul in New York City has cleared their schedule tonight. The gallery floor outside is already packed tighter than a subway car at rush hour.""Let them pack in," I said, my vo

  • Dumped By The Billionaire    70 A Lot Like Forever (Sabrina)

    I pulled him closer still, my fingers locking into the soft wool of his coat as his mouth claimed mine with a hunger that had been starved for half a year. The kiss deepened at once, fierce and wet and desperate, tongues sliding together in a rhythm that spoke of every sleepless night and every unanswered ache. Drake’s hand at my waist tightened until the silk of my blouse wrinkled under his grip, and the solid press of his body against mine sent a pure electric thrill racing down my spine.“I missed this,” he breathed against my lips, voice rough with feeling. “Missed the taste of you. Missed the way you fight me even when you want me.”“Then stop talking and take what you came for,” I answered, the words soft but sharp with need. My palms slid upward, pushing the coat from his shoulders. It fell in a dark heap on the floor. Beneath it the sweater clung to lean muscle earned in quiet exile, and I dragged my nails lightly over the fabric until he shuddered.He walked me backward witho

  • Dumped By The Billionaire    Chapter 44 Mingled

    The cab ride had barely started when the unfamiliar number flashed on my phone again.I hesitated. My fingers hovered over the screen, trembling.Do I answer it?I didn’t recognize the number. I didn’t know who could possibly—no, who would—reach out about Drake Peterson.And yet… something in me co

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-28
  • Dumped By The Billionaire    Chapter 45 RESIGNATION ( Sabrina's Pov)

    The elevator ride to the executive floor felt interminable. Each ding of the passing floors struck like a metronome counting down the seconds to my inevitable confrontation, each chime hammering at my heart like a warning. I gripped my bag tighter, as though it held not only my belongings but the l

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-28
  • Dumped By The Billionaire    Chapter 43 FINAL PAYOUT

    FINAL PAYOUTI didn’t want to come to the office today.Every step toward the elevator felt heavier than the last, like gravity itself was conspiring to stop me.My heels clicked against the polished marble, each sound echoing in my chest like a countdown.This is it. The final chapter.The envelop

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-28
  • Dumped By The Billionaire    Chapter 40 Sabrina’s Breakdown ,Her POV

    The elevator doors opened with a soft, almost cruel chime. Too gentle. Too quiet. It mocked me. As if the world itself knew how violently my life had just shattered and was mocking me for feeling it so completely. I staggered out, clutching my bag like a lifeline, though it offered no protection. M

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-27
More Chapters
Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on GoodNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP
DMCA.com Protection Status