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Chapter One hundred and Eleven
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The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter One hundred and Twelve
Elara The penthouse felt different when I walked through the doors. Usually, there was an invisible tension in the air whenever Alistair and I were preparing for another move against the Valmont family. Tonight, there was something else. Silence. I found him standing beside the floor-to-ceiling windows, his hands tucked into his pockets as he stared at the city below. He didn’t turn when I entered. “Alistair?” “Come here.” His voice was calm. Too calm. I walked toward him, studying his expression. “What happened?” He finally looked at me. “We’re done.” I frowned. “Done with what?” “The investigation.” For a moment, I thought I’d misunderstood him. “But we still don’t know who controls the investment group.” “I know.” “And the person behind the financial transfers—” “We don’t need to find them.” I stared at him. This wasn’t the Alistair I had grown used to. He had always wanted answers. Every hidden connection, every suspicious transaction, every secret had ma
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter One hundred and Eleven
Elara The altered records refused to leave my mind.Someone had changed them. Not accidentally.Not because of some ordinary accounting error. Someone had deliberately erased pieces of the financial trail after we began investigating it. And that meant one thing. They knew. I stared at the screen, forcing myself not to panic. Panic would make mistakes. Mistakes were exactly what whoever was watching us wanted. I opened the notes I had personally recorded before the changes occurred. Every transaction.Every date.Every company.Every amount. I had learned early in this investigation that memory wasn’t enough. So I had written everything down separately, including details that seemed insignificant at the time. Now those notes became our strongest protection.I placed my original records beside the altered files. Then I started comparing them. One transaction at a time. The first difference appeared almost immediately. A transfer that had originally occurred on a Tuesday was n
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter One hundred and Ten
Elara The photograph had been sitting on my desk for nearly ten minutes. I had stared at it so many times that every detail should have been burned into my memory. Yet something still bothered me. The supposedly missing executive stood near the entrance of the isolated office I had followed the senior Valmont employee to. His face was partially turned away from the camera, but there was no mistaking him. He was alive. And he had been there. That discovery alone was disturbing. But the longer I studied the photograph, the more convinced I became that the office was only one piece of something much larger. I enlarged the image again. The building.The parked cars.The security gate. Then I noticed it. A vehicle in the background. Black. Sleek. Ordinary enough to be overlooked. Except for the small emblem printed beneath the rear window. I froze. I had seen that logo before.Not at the hidden office. At Valmont Group meetings. I immediately opened the company profiles I had
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter One hundred and Nine
Elara The message from Alistair lingered in my thoughts long after sunrise. No one has seen him. The words followed me through every part of my morning routine. As I made coffee, organized my desk, and answered routine emails, I couldn’t shake the feeling that the missing executive’s disappearance was connected to everything we had uncovered over the past few months. The hidden office.The secret meeting.The sealed envelope.The board meeting. Individually, each discovery had raised questions. Together, they formed something much larger. I tried to focus on my ordinary responsibilities, but my attention kept drifting back to the folders stacked neatly beside my laptop. If I had learned anything during this investigation, it was that answers often hid inside details everyone else dismissed. By late morning, I gave in. I spread my notes across the dining table. Photographs.Guest lists.Seating arrangements. Business programs. Personal observations. Everything I had collected
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter One hundred and Eight
Elara My fingers tightened slightly around my evening bag as I slipped my phone back inside. Don’t leave yet. Something is about to happen. Alistair never sent messages like that without reason. From where I stood, the ballroom remained as elegant as ever. Crystal chandeliers bathed the room in warm light, a string quartet continued its performance, and guests laughed over glasses of champagne as though the evening had reached its natural conclusion. Anyone walking into the gala at that moment would have seen nothing except wealth, influence, and celebration. But I had already learned that appearances rarely told the whole story. Without drawing attention to myself, I wandered toward a quieter section of the ballroom, stopping beside a display of fresh orchids that offered a clear view of the hallway leading to the private conference rooms. The entrance wasn’t blocked. It didn’t need to be. Only people who already knew where they were going seemed interested in walking that
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter One hundred and seven
Elara The invitation rested on my vanity long before I was ready to open it again. It looked no different from countless others I had received over the years—heavy ivory paper, elegant gold lettering, the unmistakable Valmont Group crest embossed across the front. To anyone else, it was an invitation to a prestigious charity gala. To me, it was another move in a game I was only beginning to understand. After everything Alistair and I had uncovered, I couldn’t believe the timing was accidental. I dressed carefully that afternoon, choosing a midnight-blue gown that was sophisticated without demanding attention. The fewer eyes that lingered on me, the easier it would be to observe everyone else. When I stepped into Alistair’s office before leaving, he was already reviewing reports from his security team. He looked up briefly. “You know what tonight is.” “I do.” “You’re there to observe.” “Not participate,” I finished. A faint smile touched his lips. “You’ve been paying atten
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter Thirty-Six
ElaraI had barely stepped into the house before Celia slammed the door behind me hard enough to shake the picture frames on the wall.The sound echoed through the living room.I loosened my tie slowly, exhausted from the disastrous evening, but the sharp click of her heels told me she wasn’t going
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Don’t Joke With Me
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The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next My Baby Is Gone
ELARAThe resort looked like something out of a dream,white marble floors that reflected the chandelier lights like a thousand tiny stars, walls of glass overlooking an endless stretch of blue water, and a silence so deliberate it felt curated. Even the air smelled expensive, like vanilla and somet
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next The Gala II
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