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Chapter One hundred and Ten

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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 l
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  • 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 One hundred and Six

    Elara The hidden office stayed on my mind long after I returned to Alistair’s penthouse. The building itself had looked ordinary enough, but nothing about what happened inside had been ordinary. The nervous employee, the careful arrivals, the lack of company signage—it all pointed toward something designed to remain invisible. The next morning, Alistair was already in his office when I walked in carrying my notebook. Several photographs from the surveillance team covered one of the monitors. Maps, timelines, and financial reports occupied the others. He barely looked up before motioning me toward the chair across from him. “Let’s start from the beginning.” For the next several hours, we reconstructed everything connected to the location. Every vehicle I had seen. Every face that entered.Every minute between arrivals.Every route the employee had taken. Alistair compared my observations with information his investigators had quietly gathered over the previous months. Individuall

  • The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next   Chapter One hundred and five

    Elara The next morning began without answers. Alistair’s message from the previous night still lingered in my thoughts as I prepared for the day. He had instructed me to keep my schedule completely clear, but he hadn’t explained why. That alone told me whatever came next required flexibility. At exactly eight o’clock, another secure message appeared on my phone. A single address. A photograph of a commercial office building. Three short instructions. Observe. Do not engage. Trust your instincts. No further explanation followed. I stared at the image for a moment before committing the building’s exterior to memory. It was one of several properties connected to the Valmont family’s business operations—not their headquarters, but an administrative office responsible for financial coordination and regional management. Ordinarily, I would have expected Alistair to send professional investigators. Instead, he had sent me. Not to gather confidential files.Not to attend another

  • The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next   Returning Home

    ElaraTo say I was shocked to see her standing in my front door would be an understatement. Why was she here early? Did Louis know she arrived earlier than they planned? My eyes narrowed at her but that didn’t seem to faze her. The smug on her face only seemed to deepen. Ignoring me completely, sh

  • The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next   The Gala II

    Elara's POVDenise, despite all her protests, still helped me pick out a dress. For some reason, she’d gone with the color black, the kind that swallowed light. A single strap of diamonds held the dress up, leaving one shoulder bare. The bodice clung to my ribs waist, and the skirt pooled at my fee

  • The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next   The Gala I

    Elara“I’m in town, Miss Dubois and I thought of reaching out to you. I hope you’ve been well? Three years ago, when you chose to walk out such a promising career, I didn't think I could advise you against it. Honestly, I believed it was your choice to make and hoped you were happy with it. But the

  • The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next   Enter, Mistress

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