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The Billionaire in oil-stained hands The development
Chapter 89 Quashawn (three days later) I pushed through the building’s entrance and headed straight for the elevator to the top floor. I wasn’t wearing a suit today. Just simple khaki pants and a long-sleeved V-neck shirt. No one needed a suit. I needed answers, not another damn meeting. I’d listened to my wife and called Malik to investigate Leslie Corporation. I was still waiting to hear what he’d found. For now, I had something else to deal with. Nicholas and I were curious to see what kind of lies that man had prepared to cover his ass. “Sir, would you like some coffee?” I looked up from the documents Norman had just delivered concerning our partnership with Owan Enterprises. I smiled. “Yeah. Black, no milk, two sugars.” “Yes, sir.” He left while I continued flipping through the documents, making sure I had everything I needed. A few minutes later, I gathered the files and headed out of my office. Norman met me near the door with my coffee. “Have Nicholas meet me in t
The Billionaire in oil-stained hands The frustration
Chapter 88 Fafane I walked into the house and headed straight for the fridge, grabbing a bottle of water. “Do you know what’s frustrating about looking for answers?” I asked, not bothering to check whether Quashawn was listening. “You go to the one person who could give you those answers, but instead of telling you anything, she keeps going around in circles and leaves you with absolutely nothing to work with!” I twisted the cap off the bottle and took a long drink before walking over to where my husband was sitting. I dropped onto the couch beside him. “That woman tells me nothing! Nothing!” I complained. “All I get is, ‘Keep it close to your heart, Fafane. Keep digging, Fafane.’” I threw my feet onto the coffee table. “How much deeper am I supposed to dig? Huh? Until I dig a hole big enough to bury myself?” Quashawn didn’t say anything. I turned to look at him. He was sitting there quietly, with a folder resting on his lap. “I’ll take it the visit with Granny didn’t go wel
The Billionaire in oil-stained hands The powerful
Chapter 87 Granny I knew this day would come. After all the preparations we’d made, she’d finally come around to asking questions. But that box? I never knew about it until today. Seeing those photographs after so many years had stirred something inside me that I’d spent a long time trying to bury. For years, I’d kept my distance from those people. I’d kept my mouth shut to protect everyone involved, and mostly, I’d done it to protect myself. A selfish reason, perhaps, but I couldn’t handle another death. My heart wouldn’t survive it. I stood by the window, watching Fafane drive away. I knew she wasn’t satisfied with the answers I’d given her. How could she be? But for now, that was all I could tell her. It wasn’t time yet. “Ma’am?” A voice came from behind me. I turned to find Arthur standing near the dining table. “Yes, Arthur. Is everything ready?” He nodded. “Yes, ma’am. Would you like to check it?” He was already reaching into his bag. I raised my hand to stop him.
The Billionaire in oil-stained hands My unanswered questions
Chapter 86 Fafane Before heading to the office, I stopped by Granny’s house. While I was at it, I brought along the bracelet Quashawn and I had gotten her on our way back from the beach house. I glanced at the little box sitting on the passenger seat and sighed. Granny was a difficult woman; I was almost certain she’d give me the runaround before finally settling on an answer, and I was prepared for it. At least, I hoped I was. I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts and calm myself down. Whatever she had to say, I needed to force myself to listen. I arrived at Granny’s house just before nine. Surprisingly, she was already awake and getting ready to have breakfast. I smiled as I walked into the dining room. “Looks like I came at the right time.” She immediately got up and came around the table to hug me. “Oh, dear! Sit, let’s eat.” Before I could say anything, she practically dragged me toward the chair beside hers and placed a cup in front of me. I reached for the coff
The Billionaire in oil-stained hands The Boss is back
Chapter 85 Quashawn Great. Now I was back at this godforsaken place, wearing a damn suit that felt like it was going to suffocate me. I sat at the head of the conference table, waiting for the rest of the executives to arrive. Nicholas was the last one to walk in, and for some reason, the man looked a little too relaxed for my liking. I flipped through the folder in front of me, hoping to find something that would wipe that irritating smile off his face. Twenty minutes later, after listening to one report after another, I had to admit that everything appeared to be running smoothly. At least on paper. Once everyone finished presenting their monthly reports, I closed my folder. “That will be all for today. Meeting adjourned.” The executives began gathering their belongings. “Nicholas, stay behind. I need a word with you.” He paused before settling back into his chair. I waited until everyone else had left and the door was closed before turning my attention to him. “How was you
The Billionaire in oil-stained hands Missing the sea
Chapter 84 Fafane Early the next morning, I sat behind my desk, already missing the beach house. God, I missed the sand beneath my bare feet and the calming sound of the waves. I missed waking up to five-star breakfasts, lunches, and dinners. I mean, I got that kind of treatment at home too, but there was something different about being spoiled in a luxurious beach house. What woman wouldn’t enjoy being treated like a queen by a man who was more than willing to take care of her? Unfortunately, my little vacation was over. Now, I was back in my office, sitting behind my desk with a stack of documents staring back at me, practically begging to be reviewed and signed. I wasn’t ready to deal with them just yet. Ignoring the paperwork, I called my assistant into the office. The moment she walked in, I asked, “Tell me, did anything happen while I was away?” She glanced down at the tablet in her hand and began giving me a rundown of everything that had happened while I was away. T
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