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CHAPTER FORTY

Author: Lolly Brown
last update publish date: 2026-08-06 09:15:27

Arthur’s POV

The phone call from the foundation’s legal counsel, Austin Theodore, lasted for quite a couple of minutes.

I excused myself from the sitting room the moment the call came in because I had developed this habit of putting calls on speakerphone, and the last thing I needed on was an outsider overhearing a conversation on the intending grant disbursements. I feel like it’s not healthy for personal conversations to mingle with business conversations, most especially with those not outri
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  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S FORGOTTEN NIGHT   CHAPTER FORTY-ONE

    Aria’s POVI had not planned to spend my Saturday at the office. But on Friday evening, Joel, Bryan’s friend and his parents who were our neighbors, had asked that Bryan should come along with them to the amusement park. Bryan had accepted before I could even speak, jumping up and down in amusement, which was his standard approach to invitations that involved Joel. I finally gave my consent and told Joel’s parents that they could come pick Bryan when they’re ready.First reason was because, Bryan even though was a lovely and lively child, he has little friends and his best one was Joel, coupled with the fact that we were neighbors with Joel’s parent.Secondly, I have an unfinished reconciliation account to submit to Marcus as early as I resumed on Monday morning but I unfortunately, I was yet to balance the sheet.More unfortunately, I could only work on this account with the company’s assigned laptop. Marcus already sees and praises me as a diligent and hardworking staff, I can’t

  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S FORGOTTEN NIGHT   CHAPTER FORTY

    Arthur’s POVThe phone call from the foundation’s legal counsel, Austin Theodore, lasted for quite a couple of minutes.I excused myself from the sitting room the moment the call came in because I had developed this habit of putting calls on speakerphone, and the last thing I needed on was an outsider overhearing a conversation on the intending grant disbursements. I feel like it’s not healthy for personal conversations to mingle with business conversations, most especially with those not outrightly concerned.By the time I was done with Austin on phone I had already developed a stiff neck from being glued to the phone for almost an hour. When I walked back into the sitting room, it was quieter than I left it. Bryan was curled on the couch, Ivanna and Diana were nowhere to be found also.“Where did those two went to?” I asked myself as I made my way to Xavier’s room, it’s funny how Xavier doesn’t leave in the estate anymore, but somehow I kept his room and instructed Margaret to alw

  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S FORGOTTEN NIGHT   CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

    Ivanna’s POVTo be honest, I wasn’t suspecting anything asides the normal. All four of us had moved back to the sitting room when Bryan all of a sudden got bored with the books and want to go back to his cartoon.I suddenly felt the urge to use the bathroom and the one closest to the sitting room was down the corridor past Arthur’s study. Arthur had excused himself few minutes earlier to take a phone call down the corridor, Xavier was engrossed in his phone too, totally ignoring me, and Bryan had fallen asleep on the couch with the cartoon still running on the television, his small chest rising and falling with the unbothered rhythmic peace of a child who could sleep anywhere and everywhere.The corridor was gravely quiet.I walked down the corridor, my heels clicked noiselessly against the red carpet runner that lined the center of the hallway, passing the framed Beaumont portraits that had always made me feel, in the best possible way, like I was walking through a history I was ab

  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S FORGOTTEN NIGHT   CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

    Ivanna’s POVThe truth about my visit to the estate wasn’t because I had a genuine reason for going.For some reason I couldn’t phantom, Xavier was acting weird lately. I mean so weird, and it’s less than two weeks to our engagement already, I can’t afford to condone any lapses at this point. I went to check on him at his penthouse but he wasn’t there. I called him and he wasn’t picking either, so, I had to add one plus one and I guessed he could be at his grandfather’s estate.Though, going to the Beaumont’s estate means killing two birds with one stone. I know Xavier’s grandfather, Arthur had always had strong opinions about table positioning at formal events, an old habit developed across decades of hosting quite a number of it. Pamela had listed it out specifically that getting his input early would save at least two rounds of revision later. So, you can say I had a genuine reason also. Nevertheless, I’m already at the estate ground.The house was calm when I entered, on one of

  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S FORGOTTEN NIGHT   CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN

    Xavier’s POVI drove to the estate the next day around midday.I saw Pamela’s call few minutes after I left the penthouse. I silenced her call angrily, I can’t deal with that for now. Ivanna’s call came into my phone barely two minutes after I ignored Pamela’s. I silenced it too, put my phone on silent mode and dropped it in the drawer.I knew Pamela had already communicated with her and whatever Pamela was calling about earlier had already been relayed.The drive took almost an hour in light weekend morning traffic, the land slimmed gradually into the kind of landscape that made you understand why someone had bought twelve acres of it fifty years ago had decided not to sell.The estate gates opened immediately my car got there on recognition of my plate. ***Margaret met me in the entrance hall with a wild smile.“You’re welcome, Mr. Xavier,” she said with a little smile tugged on her lips before it disappeared, the kind that clearly says these kind of visits are rare. “Mr. Beaumon

  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S FORGOTTEN NIGHT   CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX

    XAVIER’S POVBy Friday of that week, my calendar had accumulated four additional engagement-related items without my active participation, a menu tasting Celeste had booked on my behalf for Saturday morning, a call with the Alderton Hall events manager that had appeared in my schedule overnight, a reminder about confirming the final guest list, and a note from Ivanna asking whether I preferred the champagne toast before or after the dinner service.I stared at the calendar for a moment before I closed it.My grandfather also had called twice this week. Both times I had been in the middle of meeting that couldn’t be interrupted, once a call with the legal team, the second time, a board meeting that had been rescheduled once and I couldn’t afford to disrupt. I had called back both times after I was done but my calls only reached his voicemail. I hadn’t called again after then.I had thought what he wanted to discuss couldn’t be anything other than the planning of the engagement party, s

  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S FORGOTTEN NIGHT   CHAPTER EIGHT

    Aria’s POVI told Denise I needed until the end of the day, thanked her and walked out of the office.It wasn’t a real solution, just a delay dressed up as one, a way to buy myself a few hours to figure out which obligation I could push back furthest without consequences catching up to me first. S

  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S FORGOTTEN NIGHT   CHAPTER SEVEN

    Aria’s POVI was halfway through reconciling a column of receipts when my phone buzzed against the desk. I almost let it go to voicemail. Mr. Murphy had already mentioned twice this month, that personal calls during work hours weren’t part of the job description he hired me for and I needed this jo

  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S FORGOTTEN NIGHT   CHAPTER SIX

    Aria’s POVI sat with the acceptance letter and the pregnancy test side by side on my desk for three days before I made the decision. It was a painful decision to make all by myself but there was no one to call.That was the part nobody warned you about, it’s not about the fear, not the morning si

  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S FORGOTTEN NIGHT   CHAPTER FIVE

    ARIA’s POVThe first thing I noticed was the dead silence. The second was the pounding headache threatening to split my skull into two.I squeezed my eyes shut and buried my face deeper into the pillow. Bad idea.The unfamiliar scent hit me immediately. Cedar, warm and masculine.My eyes snapped op

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