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CHAPTER 29

Author: Mhiekyezha
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-14 10:13:38

How Addison had discovered that he was at the Sandoval Condominium was a mystery to him.

Maybe she did not even have to ask. Maybe she just knew—knew him as well as any family member could.

She was his cousin, after all.

She had always been able to feel it, to find him when the weight of everything became too much, when the world he had worked so hard to keep together began to crack and fall apart.

Addison knew. She has always done this.

And now, in the thick silence of the night, without any demands or judgment, she was simply present—an unspoken reminder that he was not alone, no matter how hard he tried to convince himself otherwise.

The place was a complete wreck.

Duke had not changed his clothes in days. His usually sharp, commanding presence had devolved into something hollow and ruined. With the glassy gaze of a man who had already lost everything that mattered, he sat slouched on the couch. The air smelled of whiskey, sweat, and something else, maybe grief. Defeat.

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    Selene stirred awake, her stomach hollow and her body faintly aching from the aftermath of the night before. The air was heavy with the remnants of tension and intimacy, yet Duke’s arm was still lazily slung around her waist, anchoring her in a place she didn’t know how to stay in. His breathing was steady, deep—completely at peace, as if sleep could silence what their words couldn’t.The clock on the wall read noon.Carefully, she lifted his arm off her, the absence of his warmth making her skin prickle. She walked barefoot to the kitchen, the tiles cold against her feet. On the counter sat a half-wrapped sandwich she remembered preparing in a moment of restlessness earlier that morning—untouched. She took a few bites, forcing herself to eat even though every chew felt like gravel in her mouth. Just enough to quiet her stomach. Not enough to still her mind.By the time she returned to the bedroom, she was fully dressed—her silk beige blouse hugged her frame with quiet elegance, tucke

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    Less than an hour later, Selene was startled by a knock at the door. She was not prepared for anyone, least of all her boss. She had not fully recovered from their previous conversation. Her stomach churned from nerves and morning nausea, which she had been experiencing more frequently lately. She pushed her untouched breakfast to the side. The last thing she needed was to vomit in front of everyone.Ming barged in without hesitation as soon as she opened the door, leaving a trail of impatience and stress in her wake."Have you and Duke already spoken? Have you decided what you are going to say about the wedding cancellation?" Ming’s voice was sharp and fast, like a slap to the face."N-not yet," Selene said softly, barely above a whisper.Before Ming could ask another question, there was another knock at the door.Selene, grateful for the interruption, opened the door, and her breath caught.It was Duke.He stood tall and calm, holding a bouquet of white lilies in his hands. He exten

  • THE BILLIONAIRE HEIR   CHAPTER 37

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    A soft knock echoed through the quiet of Selene’s condo.She didn’t move.She wasn’t expecting anyone—hadn’t even told anyone she was back in Manila. Maybe it was just someone knocking on the wrong door. She closed her eyes again, exhaustion dragging her deeper into the mattress.Then came a second knock—louder, firmer.This time, there was no mistaking it. It was her door.Selene groaned, forcing herself upright.Every muscle in her body protested. She didn't have the energy for visitors—not tonight. She slipped on the robe hanging by the bed and stomped toward the door, frustration flaring in her chest.But the moment she swung it open, the blood drained from her face.Duke Alessandro Sandoval.The last man she ever expected to find standing there.She didn't know why he was here or how he did know that she'd come back.Her breath hitched.For a second, she forgot how to move, how to think. All the words she’d rehearsed in case she ever saw him again vanished into thin air.Duke’s e

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  • THE BILLIONAIRE HEIR   CHAPTER 33

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