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57!Great Performance And Confusion!
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2026-06-15 18:18:06
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The Billionaire's Secret Daughter 60!Know best!
VERONICAI had been eavesdropping on Mom's call from just behind the hallway wall, and when the line went quiet I stepped out from the shadow of it, letting my presence be known. Mom startled, pressing a hand to her chest, and I felt a small flicker of satisfaction at having caught her."Really, Mom?" I asked, unable to keep the disbelief out of my voice, or perhaps not trying to."Really what?" She turned to face me fully, her expression shifting from surprise into something more guarded."I can't believe you were in here talking to Andrea." I said her name the way you'd say something that had left a bad taste. "After everything that happened tonight. After everything she did to me out there."Mom raised a brow, cool and unhurried. "Why not?""Because you saw what she did." My voice rose slightly before I caught it and pulled it back down. "You were standing right there. You saw how she embarrassed and humiliated me in front of everyone, in front of your guests, at your own annive
The Billionaire's Secret Daughter 59!I can't tell you!
ANDREAI sighed when I stepped into the house to find that Diane had already gone to bed.The stillness of the house settled around me like a held breath, every light dimmed, every room quiet, the kind of quiet that feels louder than noise when your head is still full of everything the evening had thrown at you. I set my bag down on the hallway table and stood there for a moment, letting the silence press against me, wishing it could absorb some of the weight I'd carried home.Wanting to draw some comfort from my daughter after the wreckage of the evening, I made my way to her room and eased the door open. I crossed to the edge of her bed and sat down carefully, watching the slow, steady rise and fall of her small chest. Diane slept the way she always had, completely, wholly, undisturbed by the world, and something about that settled a fraction of the tightness in my own chest.But even looking at her peaceful face, my mind refused to quiet itself.All I could think of was Julian.
The Billionaire's Secret Daughter 58!Feel guilty!
JULIANA confused frown creased my brows as I watched Andrea leave. Wasn't she supposed to be feeling guilty both for exposing my secret and for concealing her and Marcus's relationship from me?Why was she making it seem as though I was the one at fault? And why was she still insisting she didn't discuss my personal matter with anyone! Was she really not the one?I thought and then narrowed my eyes. Thinking about what she had said about me getting my lawyer involved, I admitted to myself that unlike me.Andrea had treated our arrangement with utmost professionalism, and judging from how professional she had been.it didn't make sense that she would have made public something I told her in confidence.No matter how juicy the news seemed. Certainly not when she had signed an NDA with me.Now that I thought about it, I remembered how empathetic she had been when I told her about it and how she had treated me better after that day.Even if everything pointed at her, I just couldn't be
The Billionaire's Secret Daughter 57!Great Performance And Confusion!
JULIANI had thought that Andrea's name sounded familiar when I first heard it, and now I know exactly why.Why didn't she tell me about her relationship with Marcus? Was that why she had tried staying away from me?Why didn't I think of that when Marcus first asked me about my business with Andrea? Why didn't I think of it when I saw the way they had greeted each other so coldly in my office? I thought as I turned to glance at Marcus. Sensing my piercing eyes on him, he flashed me an apologetic look, but I merely gave him a look that said we would talk about it later.Meanwhile, I watched as Andrea quickly recovered from her shock at Veronica theatrics, and realizing what she was doing, she smiled.It was obvious that Veronica was putting up the act to make Andrea look bad in front of everyone. I could already hear some of the guests whispering about her, asking questions and discussing how she had run off on the morning of her wedding.Knowing the purpose of Veronica's drama and
The Billionaire's Secret Daughter 56!No More Show!
ANDREAAfter everything that had happened with Julian earlier that day, I was mentally exhausted and wasn't in the mood for any more drama. My patience had already been stretched to its limit, pulled thin and taut like something on the verge of snapping, and standing here at this party, smiling, greeting relatives, pretending everything was fine, was taking every reserve of energy I had left.The last thing I wanted was to waste what remained of it trying to figure out what Veronica was thinking or plotting.And yet here she was, gravitating toward me like she always had, as though six years and a mountain of betrayal amounted to nothing at all."I don't want you to know where I live!" I said, keeping my voice low enough that it wouldn't carry to the guests nearby."Why? It's me, Vero. Your best friend. What's wrong, Andy?" she asked, her face arranging itself into an expression of genuine hurt, eyes wide, brows drawn together, the picture of wounded innocence. She had always been go
The Billionaire's Secret Daughter 55! Anniversary!
ANDREAAs I arrived at my uncle's house, I stood outside for a while, nostalgia enveloping me like a second skin I hadn't worn in years.It had been six years since I had left this house, and now, standing there on that familiar cracked pavement, a wave of emotion washed over me, something between grief and gratitude, tender and aching all at once. Six years was a long time. Long enough to grow into a different person, long enough to forget the exact shade of the front door, long enough to convince yourself that leaving had been the right choice. And yet, standing here now, none of that distance felt real. The house looked exactly as I had left it, patient and unchanged, as though it had simply been waiting.Memories of my time living there, the happy moments with my Tio and Tia, surged through my mind like water breaking through a dam. Sunday mornings in the kitchen, the smell of café de olla and warm tortillas. My Tia's laughter bouncing off the tiled walls. My Tio teaching me t
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