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My Billionaire Boss's Secret Heir Chapter Fifty Three
I only lasted about twenty minutes sitting on those stairs before the quiet started to rot.The two brown paper bags of Chinese food were still sitting on the landing where I’d dropped them, the cheap plastic handles folded flat, the smell of grease and soy sauce going cold and thick in the draft coming off the front door. My face was still stinging where she’d slapped me, or maybe where I’d slapped myself with what I’d said. I couldn't tell the difference anymore. I kept hearing my own voice echoing off the narrow stairwell—spitting those vile, ugly words at her, accusing her of things I knew weren't true just to make her feel as small as I felt. I felt sick down to the pit of my stomach.But every time I tried to convince myself to walk back in there and drop to my knees, the picture of that guy helping her out of the car flashed back behind my eyes like a strobe light.I kept seeing his fingers near her elbow. Not quite touching her, but close enough to show he felt he had the righ
My Billionaire Boss's Secret Heir Chapter Fifty-Two: Jealousy
Ethan's POVThe first alert came through during the board call.A transfer notification, small, easy to dismiss in the middle of a presentation about quarterly projections — a few thousand dollars moved out of one of the minor accounts, nothing that should have registered as more than routine. I didn't think much of it. Accounts moved money constantly; half of it was automated, the other half handled by people I trusted to flag anything unusual.A second alert came ten minutes later. Then a third.By the time the call ended, nearly forty thousand dollars had quietly drained out of an account I rarely checked, routed through channels vague enough that tracing it properly would take longer than I had patience for tonight. I made a note to have it looked into in the morning and told myself it wasn't urgent enough to chase down before dealing with everything else already stacked on my plate.It should have been the first thing on my mind.It wasn't.Sophia was.I got home a little after e
My Billionaire Boss's Secret Heir Chapter Fifty-One: Alone
Sophia's POVMy father's surgery had gone well.The relief of that single fact had carried me through most of the night before, sitting in a plastic hospital chair with Ethan's jacket draped over my shoulders while the surgeon explained recovery timelines in a voice too calm for how terrified I'd felt walking in. My mother had cried. I had too, quietly, in the hallway, until Ethan found me there and simply held me without asking a single question.By morning, my father was stable, resting, cracking weak jokes at the nurses that made my mother swat his arm and tell him to save his energy. It was, for the first time in days, something close to good news.Which was exactly why I wanted to leave the hospital for an hour and buy him something. New pajamas, since the hospital gown made him miserable. Something for my mother too, some small excuse to get out from under the fluorescent lights and the smell of antiseptic that had followed me around for two straight days."I'll go with you," Et
My Billionaire Boss's Secret Heir Chapter Fifty: At the Gate
Sophia's POVBy the time we reached the top of the hill, two of the security staff were already standing at the gate, flashlights raised, voices low and clipped as they spoke into their radios. Ethan didn't slow down as we approached."What do we have?""Man showed up on foot, sir. No car. Says he needs to speak with Mrs. Blackwell directly. Refused to give ID until we threatened to call it in."Mrs. Blackwell.My stomach turned over at the sound of it — not because it was new, but because whoever was standing on the other side of that gate had asked for me by that exact name, which meant they already knew things about tonight that almost no one should have known yet."Let me see him," Ethan said."Sir, given everything with your family right now, I'd recommend—""I said let me see him."The gate swung open, floodlights snapping on along the drive, and for a moment the figure standing just beyond the reach of the light was nothing more than a silhouette. Then he stepped forward, hands
My Billionaire Boss's Secret Heir Chapter Forty-Nine: What the Fuck
Sophia's POVEthan waited until the house had gone quiet — Della retired for the night, the staff finished with their rounds — before he took my hand and led me down the narrow wooden steps cut into the hillside, toward the stretch of dark sand below."You said tonight," I reminded him, my bare feet sinking into cool sand as we reached the bottom."I know."We sat close together near the waterline, the tide rolling in slow and steady a few feet away, the moon laying a pale strip of light across the water. He didn't start right away. He picked up a handful of sand and let it sift slowly through his fingers instead, like he was gathering the words from somewhere he didn't visit often."My mother left three properties in trust when she died," he said finally, no preamble. "Coastal land. Undeveloped, but worth a fortune now, more every year. The trust named me as sole beneficiary once I turned thirty. No conditions attached. No one else had a claim to it.""Okay.""Penelope's spent the la
My Billionaire Boss's Secret Heir Chapter Forty-Eight: The Game
Sophia's POVThe ice cream store was small and unremarkable, tucked between a bakery and a shuttered bookshop on a narrow street a few minutes from the house. I sat alone at a little metal table outside, a scoop of pistachio slowly melting in front of me, and let myself just breathe for the first time all day.I hadn't expected marriage to feel like this — equal parts thrilling and disorienting, like I'd stepped into someone else's life and was still waiting for them to notice and ask for it back.My phone buzzed.**Ethan:** Meeting's done early. Where are you?I smiled despite myself.**Me:** Ice cream store. Pistachio. You're missing out.**Ethan:** Stay there. I'm coming.He arrived fifteen minutes later, jacket gone, sleeves rolled to his elbows, looking more like a man on vacation than the CEO who'd spent the last two hours on a board call. He dropped into the seat across from me without asking, stealing my spoon before I could stop him."Hey—""Quality control," he said, already
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