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Chapter Ninety-Eight
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2026-07-27 14:36:53
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Elara Sleep never truly came. Even after I closed my eyes, the executive’s words replayed in my mind with unsettling clarity. “Several people have started asking about you.” Until yesterday, I had assumed I was invisible—a quiet observer moving carefully through rooms filled with people far more important than me. My role has always been to listen, learn, and leave without attracting attention. Now I understood how wrong I had been. Without realizing it, I had become someone people wanted to understand. Not because of my achievements.Not because they knew who I truly worked with. Simply because I didn’t seem to belong.The thought unsettled me far more than I wanted to admit. The following morning, I forced myself into my usual routine. Breakfast. Reading the financial news.Reviewing the notes I had made after yesterday’s lunch.Everything appeared normal. But I wasn’t. Every headline reminded me that the business world thrived on information, and information always led to
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter Ninety-Eight
Elara The restaurant was elegant without being extravagant, tucked away in one of the city’s quieter business districts. It was the kind of place where executives conducted conversations they didn’t want overheard but didn’t want hidden either. Exactly the sort of place Alistair would have expected. I arrived alone. Although several members of Alistair’s security team had discreetly monitored my route from a distance, no one accompanied me inside. To anyone watching, I looked like an ordinary woman attending a simple business lunch. That illusion mattered. The executive was already waiting when I entered. He stood with a polite smile. “Miss Dubois.” “It’s good to see you again.” We exchanged a brief handshake before taking our seats beside the window. The waiter poured water and disappeared almost immediately, leaving us with an atmosphere that felt far too calm. At first, the conversation was harmless. He asked whether I had enjoyed the networking event. I answered poli
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Elara The moment I returned to Alistair’s penthouse, I knew sleep would have to wait. He was already in his office when I arrived, his jacket draped over the back of his chair and several monitors glowing softly in the dim room. Without asking how the evening had gone, he gestured for me to sit. “Start from the beginning.” I placed my purse on the desk and took a slow breath. “I’ll tell you everything.” For the next hour, I recounted every detail I could remember. The atmosphere inside the private club.The executives who introduced themselves. The subtle curiosity surrounding my recent appearances. Every carefully disguised question about Alistair. Every conversation gradually shifted toward the Valmont Group. Alistair never interrupted unless he needed clarification. “What exact words did he use?” “Did she ask before or after mentioning the summit?” “Who else was standing nearby?” His questions forced me to revisit moments I might otherwise have dismissed. I closed my
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter Ninety-Six
Elara The invitation sat between Alistair and me on the polished desk, its elegant cream paper looking far too innocent for the unease it had stirred inside me. I had resisted the urge to reply to it the moment it arrived. Instead, I brought it directly to him. Alistair read every line without speaking. His expression never changed, but I noticed the slight tightening of his jaw as he turned the card over, examining the embossed seal pressed into the corner. Finally, he set it down. “It’s authentic.” Relief briefly washed over me before disappearing just as quickly. “So… someone really invited me?” His gray eyes lifted to mine. “Yes.” He paused. “But it wasn’t supposed to reach you this way.” A chill settled across my skin. “What do you mean?” “This gathering doesn’t send open invitations. Attendance is carefully controlled. Someone wanted you to receive this personally.” The room fell silent. I stared at the invitation again, realizing it was no longer simply an oppo
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter Ninety-five
Elara The following morning began long before sunrise. When I entered the dining room of Alistair’s penthouse, I expected breakfast. Instead, I found an entire strategy session waiting for me. The long table was covered with neatly organized files, financial reports, company profiles, and photographs of executives from around the world. A digital screen displayed the preliminary guest list for the international business summit that would take place in two weeks. Alistair looked up from his tablet as I approached. “We’re not preparing your wardrobe today.” A faint smile tugged at my lips. “I assumed as much.” “The clothes will matter,” he said, “but only after you understand the people you’ll be standing beside.” He slid the first folder toward me. “Learn the companies.” Then another. “Learn their alliances.” A third. “And most importantly, learn who no longer trusts whom.” I opened the first file and quickly realized how little I truly knew. There were decades of merg
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