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Chapter Thirty-Eight: Private Jet
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2026-07-30 00:14:03
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My Billionaire Boss's Secret Heir Chapter Thirty-Nine: In Front of Everyone
Sophia's POV"We're going back?"I turned from the window as the jet banked, the unfamiliar coastline sliding away beneath us, city lights rising again in its place."We're going back," Ethan confirmed, straightening his cuffs like the last hour hadn't happened at all — like he hadn't sat across from me promising truths about Damian and his mother he still hadn't given me, like the plane hadn't carried us halfway to nowhere and back for reasons I still didn't fully understand."You said you'd tell me everything.""I will." His eyes met mine, steady, certain. "Tonight. After.""After what?""You'll see."I hated how often he said that to me. I hated more how often it worked.By the time we landed, the gala was still in full swing — I hadn't realized how little time had actually passed until the car pulled back up to the same curb we'd left an hour earlier, the same lights still glowing warm through the tall windows, the same music still drifting faintly into the night."Ethan, what are
My Billionaire Boss's Secret Heir Chapter Thirty-Eight: Private Jet
Sophia's POVEthan didn't take his hand off my waist for the rest of the performance.I felt it the entire time — steady, deliberate, his fingers pressed just slightly too firm against the silk of my dress — while onstage, the foundation's choir moved through some slow, swelling number I couldn't focus on at all. My mind was still caught on the way his voice had changed when he talked about Damian. The way something old and cold had settled over his face and refused to leave, even after the subject had been dropped."You're quiet," I said, leaning close enough that only he could hear."I'm thinking.""About Damian?""About getting out of here."I blinked. "The show just started.""I've seen it before." His eyes hadn't left the stage, but there was nothing relaxed about the way he held himself — shoulders set, jaw tight, that same coiled tension he'd carried since the funeral memory had crossed his face. "I have somewhere I want to take you.""Now?""Now."He didn't wait for me to argu
My Billionaire Boss's Secret Heir Chapter Thirty-Seven: Damian
Ethan's POVWhere is she?I'd given the board exactly as much time as I could stomach, cut the call short with a line about an emergency I didn't bother explaining, and come straight back looking for her. She'd said the restroom. That was ten minutes ago.I crossed the hallway fast, jaw tight, already rehearsing what I'd say if I found her cornered by some drunk investor who'd mistaken her for easy conversation.I reached for the door. I stopped.Penelope's voice, low and sharp, carried through the gap."How much did he pay you?"I still went."One hundred million dollars."I nearly laughed out loud, right there in the hallway, hand still hovering over the door. A hundred million. Sophia didn't even blink saying it, didn't stammer, didn't flinch — just handed Penelope a number so absurd it might as well have been true, delivered with the kind of flat, cold confidence that took most people years to learn.I almost let the moment sit a second longer, almost let her handle it the way she
My Billionaire Boss's Secret Heir Chapter Thirty-Six: Face Him Instead
Sophia's POVI slipped away the moment the crowd started to disperse, murmuring something about needing to fix my lipstick, and didn't stop walking until the restroom door clicked shut behind me.My hands were shaking.I gripped the edge of the marble sink and stared at my reflection — flushed cheeks, lips still faintly kiss-swollen, eyes too bright.It's just a contract.I said it out loud, quiet, fierce, like the words might actually stick if I forced them through my teeth."It's just a contract," I repeated. "I can't fall in love with him."The door opened behind me."Talking to yourself?"Penelope's reflection appeared in the mirror, arms crossed, heels clicking sharply against the tile as she crossed the room.I straightened. "Just tired.""I'm sure." She stopped beside me, studying my face with open contempt. "How much did he pay you?""Excuse me?""Don't play stupid, girl." Her voice dropped, low and venomous. "A man like Ethan doesn't fall for someone like you. There's a numbe
My Billionaire Boss's Secret Heir Chapter Thirty-Five: Was It Real
Sophia's POVJealousy.That was the only word for the tight, ugly knot forming in my chest as I looked at her.She was maybe my age. Maybe a year or two older. It didn't matter — the years weren't the problem. The problem was that "beautiful" felt like an insult to whatever she actually was. Dark hair swept into a knot too perfect to be anything but professional styling, skin flawless under the ballroom light, a red gown that moved like it had been poured onto her rather than worn. Beautiful was an understatement. She looked like a goddess who'd wandered into the wrong party and decided to stay anyway.I coughed.It wasn't subtle. It wasn't meant to be.Ethan's head turned toward me first — just a flicker, just enough to register that I existed — before Dante came jogging up behind her, arms already open."Camille!" He wrapped her in a hug that lifted her half off her heels. "You made it.""Wouldn't miss it," she said, laughing, patting his back before pulling away. Her eyes slid past
My Billionaire Boss's Secret Heir Chapter Thirty-Four: This Is Becoming Interesting
Sophia's POVThe car barely rolled to a stop before the flashes started.White light exploded against the tinted windows, one burst after another, so fast and so bright that for a second I couldn't see anything past the glass at all."Ready?" Ethan asked, not really asking."No.""Good answer."He was already opening his door.The moment mine opened too, the noise hit me like a wall — shouting, camera shutters, a dozen voices tangled over each other, all aimed straight at me."Miss, over here!""Who is she, Ethan?""Is she one of the new Aveline models?""Sophia, look this way!"I froze halfway out of the car, one heel on the pavement, blinded by the lights.Ethan's hand found mine instantly."She's my girl," he said, loud enough to cut through the noise, steering me forward before I could stumble. "That's all you're getting tonight.""Is that a confirmation, Mr. Blackwell?""It's a goodnight," he said, and pulled me straight past them.We were through the doors before I remembered to
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