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Chapter Seventy-Nine
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The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter Seventy-Nine
Elara My heart skipped the moment I saw Alistair’s name on the screen. I answered before the second ring. “Alistair?” His voice was calm, steady, and completely controlled. “Where are you?” I glanced around the parking lot outside the shopping mall. “I’m still with Denise. We just got to her car.” “Good.” The single word carried an unfamiliar weight. “Listen carefully, Elara.” My grip tightened around my phone. “Don’t go home.” I frowned. “What?” “Stay exactly where you are.” His tone remained even, but there was no mistaking the authority behind it. “I’ll arrange for someone to pick you up.” I looked back through the windshield, instinctively searching the crowd. “Who is that man?” A brief silence followed. “I’ll explain what I can later.” “What does that mean?” “It means,” he said quietly, “this isn’t something we’re discussing over the phone.” My pulse quickened. “So you do know him.” Another pause. “I know enough.” “Alistair—” “I need you to trust me.”
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter Seventy-Eight
ElaraI never expected peace to feel so unnatural.After everything that had happened over the past few days, I tried forcing myself back into the rhythm of ordinary life. I buried myself in work, cleaned my apartment far more thoroughly than necessary, and kept reminding myself that overthinking had never solved anything.It didn’t stop my thoughts from wandering.Louis’ sudden transformation refused to make sense. The man who had once looked through me as though I was invisible was suddenly patient, considerate, and almost… gentle.Then there was Alistair.His calm dismissal of my confession still lingered in my mind like an unfinished sentence. Since then, he had remained polite whenever we met, but there was an invisible wall between us that I couldn’t ignore.I hated that it bothered me.“You’re doing it again.”Denise’s voice interrupted my thoughts as she sat curled up on the couch.“I’m doing what?”“Thinking yourself into another emotional crisis.” Denise tossed her handbag o
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter Seventy-Seven
Alistair There was comfort in routine. Numbers didn’t lie. Contracts didn’t hesitate. Board members didn’t ask inconvenient questions about feelings they had no business discussing. People were far easier to manage when emotions were removed from the equation. By eight o’clock, I had already finished one meeting and was halfway through another. A proposed acquisition was on the table, along with quarterly projections and a list of executives waiting for my approval before moving forward with the next phase of expansion. I listened. I questioned. I decided. To everyone in the room, I was exactly what they expected—calm, methodical, and impossible to read. No one noticed that my attention drifted for the briefest of moments. A pair of amber eyes slipped into my thoughts. “I think… I’ve fallen in love with you.” The words returned with irritating clarity. I had dismissed them the moment she said those words.It had been necessary. Encouraging Elara’s feelings would only pull h
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter Seventy- Six
CeliaI used to believe Elara was temporary.She had appeared out of nowhere, married a man no one knew much about, and somehow found herself tangled with the Valmont family. It was only a matter of time before she disappeared from our lives.At least, that was what I kept telling myself.Lately, that lie has become harder to believe.Every time Elara stepped into Grandfather’s house, something shifted.He smiled more. He laughed more. The atmosphere in the house felt… lighter.And Louis…Louis had changed.I noticed it long before anyone else would have.At first, I convinced myself he was only pretending. Grandfather had made it painfully clear that he approved of Elara, so naturally Louis would play along if it meant repairing their fractured relationship.That explanation satisfied me.Until it didn’t.Now, whenever Elara visited, Louis quietly pulled out her chair before anyone else could.He poured her tea without being asked.He made sure she had eaten.Small things.Insignificant
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter Seventy-Five
Elara The days that followed settled into an unexpected routine.Every few afternoons, I found myself back at Mr. Valmont’s house. Every visit was almost the same. Tea.Stories.Laughter.And Louis. Only… Not the Louis I used to know. The first time I noticed it, I convinced myself it was a coincidence. I had been reaching for the teapot when he quietly stood first. “I’ll pour it.” Before I could protest, he had already filled my cup before serving his grandfather. The second time, he noticed I had skipped lunch after arriving straight from work. “You haven’t eaten.” “I’ll eat later.” “No.” He disappeared into the kitchen before returning with a plate his grandfather had insisted be prepared. “You always forget when you’re busy.” His words froze me. Months ago, he would barely notice whether I’d eaten at all. Now… He remembered. It felt strange. Not comforting. Not satisfying. Just… Late. His grandfather noticed every small change. One afternoon, after Louis carried
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter Seventy-Four
ElaraI woke up tangled in unfamiliar sheets with sunlight spilling softly across the room.For one peaceful second, I forgot everything.Then I remembered.My confession.The words I had blurted out without thinking.The way Alistair had looked at me afterward.And the way he had dismissed it so effortlessly.I stared at the ceiling, letting out a slow breath.I had spent half the night convincing myself that it didn’t matter. Maybe he had ignored it because he didn’t want to embarrass me. Maybe he simply didn’t know how to respond.None of those explanations made the disappointment hurt any less. I rolled onto my side.Alistair was already awake, standing near the windows with his phone pressed to his ear. His expression was unreadable, his voice calm and controlled as always.He glanced at me.Our eyes met.A small smile appeared on his lips.“Morning.”“Morning.”That was all.No mention of last night. No awkwardness.No conversation about the confession that had been replaying in
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter Sixty-Two
ElaraThe moment I stepped out of the hospital, I knew something was wrong.Not because of the man watching me.Not because of the questions that still lingered in my mind.Because of Alistair.His voice echoed in my head as I walked toward the curb.Cold.Sharp.Controlled.I had never heard him soun
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter Sixty-One
LouisSleep was impossible. Not because I wasn’t tired. I was exhausted.But every time I closed my eyes, the photograph appeared again.Elara. Alistair.Standing together outside a luxury building.The image glowed from my phone screen as I sat alone in my dark apartment.I had probably looked at i
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter Fifty-Eight
ElaraThe ring felt heavier than it should have.Even now, as I walked through the hospital corridor, I could still feel the weight of the velvet box inside my purse.A ring.Alistair had given me a ring.Not an explanation.Not a note.Just a ring.I hadn’t even recovered from the shock when I reac
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter Fifty-Seven
ElaraI couldn’t remember the last time I woke up feeling this relaxed.For a few seconds, I stayed buried beneath the expensive blankets in Alistair’s guest room, enjoying the silence. No emergencies. No dramatic phone calls. No business disasters.Just peace. Then I heard his voice.“No…, move t
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