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CHAPTER 71

ผู้เขียน: Julia Bianca
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After work the next morning, the night of the Hartwell Annual Legacy Gala arrives. The grand ballroom of the city’s most luxurious hotel looks freaking bright tonight.

Crystal chandeliers hang from the high ceilings, casting golden light over silver trays, champagne glasses, and hundreds of powerful people dressed in tailored tuxedos and expensive designer gowns. The city's media and reporters interview some guests outside on the red carpet while soft classical music plays inside the ballroom.
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  • Mistress to my Ex's Billionaire Uncle    CHAPTER 82

    Damien is still standing infront of us. His tall, broad stature fills the entryway and he looks like someone has just slapped him across the face. For a tiny second, the cold, powerful CEO disappears, leaving behind a man who looks completely heart broken while staring at Roberto and i. He looks like a man watching the only thing he cares about being snatched by someone else. He has faint dark circles beneath his eyes, as if he has not slept for days.My heart gives a betraying thud, I almost feel sorry for him but I refuse to let a single emotion show on my face. I keep my eyes completely blank.Roberto, however, does not flinch despite Damien’s death glare. He does not pull his hand back in a panic, nor does he bow his head in respect to the boss. Instead, he takes his sweet time sliding his thumb off my lip, letting his fingers linger against my chin just a second longer than necessary. He does it casually, almost lazily, as if he is intentionally poking Damien.Damien’s chest heav

  • Mistress to my Ex's Billionaire Uncle    CHAPTER 81

    I book a cab back to Elena’s apartment. For the first time in months, the silence inside my head doesn’t feel heavy. Watching my dad wave goodbye from the driveway, looking happier had done something to me. The truth about my birth mother, Alice, is devastating. The fact that she died bringing me into the world, leaving my father to endure decades of a forced, cold marriage with Diana just to keep me, is a heartbreak I will carry for the rest of my life. But beneath the grief, my heart feels lighter. At least, I am not the daughter of a woman who looks at me like a nuisance. I was born out of real, undeniable love. I have a name given to me by a woman who loved me before she even held me. When I walk through Elena’s front door, She looks up, her face lighting up with excitement. "There she is!" Elena cheers "Tell me everything! Did Becker say your dad is officially off the hook? Is the evidence solid?" "It's more than solid," I say, smiling as I slip off my shoes. "Becker said it’s

  • Mistress to my Ex's Billionaire Uncle    CHAPTER 80

    I instantly freeze. I know exactly what will come next without him even finishing the story. He does not need to say out loud who he had to marry against his will.Diana.The woman whom I have been calling my mother all my life. The woman whose attitude towards me I have been trying to justify for years. The woman with whom I have never been able to be close to, regardless of all my efforts.The blood stops flowing in my veins. Everything looks different now: the DNA test I had found in his office years ago, the distance that existed between my parents, the way Diana always looked at me like there was something about my existence she couldn't make peace with. All of this falls into place.It does not help in any way to know the truth. On the contrary, it makes it harder to bear.“I had to marry Diana,” he repeats, this time in a rough tone. “I was twenty-eight. I thought I could make it all work out.”He sheds a tear. “I was wrong.”I swallow.“Diana was the daughter of one of my fath

  • Mistress to my Ex's Billionaire Uncle    CHAPTER 79

    The noise in my head gets louder. My heart is beating so loudly that all I can see is my father’s face becoming blurry and dimming at the edges, along with everything else.What am I supposed to do about this? What does it even mean?No, that’s not possible. It’s got to be some kind of joke.“Aria.”My father’s voice cuts through to me right before my legs buckle under me. His hands grab me before I have a chance to fall on the ground.“Aria, look at me.”I lean onto the pillar next to me instead, gasping for breath. “I’m fine.”I’m not. I’m dizzy. Everything seems wrong; my whole life turned upside down by this one sentence.“Your mother isn’t really your mother.”And how am I even supposed to interpret that?“What—” I manage to get out before pulling away from him and grabbing onto the rails for support. Not because I do not love him but because I do not understand anything at the moment, and I need something very solid to hold on to.He freezes, and I see the pain register in his e

  • Mistress to my Ex's Billionaire Uncle    CHAPTER 78

    As soon as my father pronounces his name, my stomach churns. I try not to let on — I do not want my father to know what this does to me.“Oh.” I attempt a laugh. “Yes, indeed — I guess he said he had something going, but I hadn't realised that he had found something.”I look down at my cell phone. My father holds me close, and a single tear slides down his cheek.“Thank you, Gum Gum,” he says. “You have really been my backbone through all of this madness.”I breathe deeply and hug my father a little tighter than usual. He then addresses Becker and Priscilla.“Thank you both as well.”A small, genuine smile appears on Becker’s face. “It changes everything.” He takes the phone from Priscilla. “It gives us some reason to reconsider the initial conclusions and demand a full forensic study of the transactions.”I open my eyes wide. “That means Dad may be exonerated?”“If the forensic study proves to be true to what these documents say,” Becker says cautiously, “his whole case may just crum

  • Mistress to my Ex's Billionaire Uncle    CHAPTER 77

    “Something that could prove the innocence of your father.”I feel the air leave my lungs as though it has been forced out. I sit up straighter, making sure not to give away the joy in my voice. “Really?” My breathless voice says.Barrister Becker laughs at the other end, and his laugh itself seems to keep me calm. Whatever he has, it must be good for him to laugh.“No, but not another witness.” A pause. “We have something much better than that.”My heart stops for a beat. “What is it?”“I think it better to explain everything to you in person tomorrow.”“Tomorrow?”“Yes, tomorrow. Come to my house. Your father will be there too.”No second thoughts here. “Sure thing. I’ll be there.”“Okay, and Aria?”“Yes?”“Avoid getting too excited until we go through everything.”I can’t help but grin. “Will do.”“Goodnight.”“Goodnight, Barrister.”The call ends, and I am still looking at my phone for several moments before placing it slowly back in my lap.Elena lets out a scream on my side of th

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