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Chapter 129

Author: 💩 Juicy Fantasies đŸŒ¶ïž
last update publish date: 2026-07-18 16:02:47

Anyta’s POV

“How far out are you?” I spoke into the phone, glancing at the road that stretched both ways in front of the gallery. A fleet of cars were already parked in front, and more were arriving every minute. With every car that stopped, with every guest that alighted and walked into the building, I felt as if an impending doom was approaching. I couldn’t do this
not alone.

Which was why I was chattering at Jamie through my phone.

“A couple minutes,” Jamie’s voice drifted through the phone
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  • Too Late, Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 133

    Anyta POV Clay and I hashed out the various ways we could find the information we needed, well into the night. Our discussion was cut only by the need to take care of Teddy; to bathe him for the evening, feed him and put him to bed.It was as I was returning to the living room after Teddy had fallen asleep that the idea came to me.“I know how we can get Everett to tell us what we need him to,” I announced as I entered the living room and sank back into the seat I’d vacated. Clay looked up from the empty bottle of whiskey that he’d been fiddling with, eyebrows raised in interest.“Oh? What’s your idea?”“I’ll bait him with Teddy,” I said. It was a foolproof plan, in my opinion. Judging by the skeptical expression on Clay’s face, however, he didn’t exactly agree.“How exactly do you plan on doing that? Last I checked, Everett wasn’t exactly keen on getting to know his son,” Clay murmured darkly, then added almost as an afterthought; “Or the mother that birthed him.”I blushed at his w

  • Too Late, Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 132

    Anyta’s POV I was going through the reports that summarized the losses, profits and successes of the gallery showing when my phone rang. It was the day after the showing, and I’d elected to stay at home, mostly wallowing in my bed, due to the emotional rollercoaster of the day before. First Jamie’s confession. Then Clay’s arrival and subsequent departure. Things with Jamie were still mostly unresolved. The both of us had returned home mostly confused and hurting, though Jamie was graceful and kind about it as always. I almost resented him for it; it was a dull resentment, flavored by guilt. I couldn’t fully understand the cocktail of feeling myself. I acknowledged that I had hurt him. I should’ve been grateful that he was being so mature about things. And yet, I didn’t want him to be mature. I wanted him to be angry, to be shattered, to rage and make his hurt known. So that this heavy feeling in my chest would abate somewhat, knowing that someone hated me for something I deserved.

  • Too Late, Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 131

    Clay POV I held the phone to my ear for several long moments, not saying anything. I heard Jodie’s breathing through the speaker, and she was quiet as well. She had probably been expecting a greeting, or a question; something that would put the ball in her court, allow her to control the flow of the conversation. Unfortunately for her, I wasn’t in the mood for that at the moment.Plus, I quite liked putting her off her guard.“Hello?” she finally spoke up, her voice notably hesitant. “Is this Clay?”“Indeed,” I said. “Hello, Jodie.”Her sigh was audible through the speaker. “Would I be correct in assuming that you’ve obtained some information regarding me that might seem incriminating?”I could help the chuckle that escaped me at her words. “That is quite the candid statement, Jodie. Not beating around the bush, are we?”I could almost hear her shrug through the phone. “I don’t see the point in being obtuse at the moment, Clay. I know I’ve been made. Trying to pretend otherwise will

  • Too Late, Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 130

    Clay POV The sight in front of me knocked the breath out of my chest. The sight of her in his arms, held lovingly
it made me angry and sad in equal measure, a combination that was almost enough to make me nauseous. I met Anyta’s eyes for a split second, and I couldn’t bear to linger for longer than that.I nodded sharply for want of something, anything, to do, then I turned and left the building.I almost couldn’t see the world in front of and around me as I walked towards the car. The only thing that lingered in the back of my retinas was Anyta and her lover; it was enough to make a man want to gouge his eyes out.I arrived at me car and lingered at the door for a moment, my fingers brushing the door handle. I looked up at the gallery once more; something within me pulled me towards the entrance. An attraction
no, an imperative that was commanding me to storm into the building and claim Anyta as mine.She was mine
wasn’t she?No, she wasn’t.With my heart feeling almost painfully fu

  • Too Late, Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 129

    Anyta’s POV“How far out are you?” I spoke into the phone, glancing at the road that stretched both ways in front of the gallery. A fleet of cars were already parked in front, and more were arriving every minute. With every car that stopped, with every guest that alighted and walked into the building, I felt as if an impending doom was approaching. I couldn’t do this
not alone.Which was why I was chattering at Jamie through my phone.“A couple minutes,” Jamie’s voice drifted through the phone speaker. “I’ll be there soon enough, don’t worry.”“I’m not worried!” I snapped, then winced. “I’m not, really. I just
wanted to make sure you were one your way.”Yeah, right. As if anyone would believe me, least of all Jamie. I could hear the slight tremor in my voice, and even if I managed to come across as unruffled, I couldn’t deny that I was fidgeting, on the verge of pacing around the foyer and only just managing to stop myself. “Of course,” Jamie said, his voice gentle and soothing. I al

  • Too Late, Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 128

    CLAY'S POVIt was with a sense of apprehension that I entered my car. As the sound of the door slamming shut echoed in the now confined space, I inhaled deeply to steady my bearing and calm my palpitating heart, then pulled out my phone and clicked on the messaging app. A new message blinked innocuously at the top of the inbox, the information it contained making me apprehensive.‘I have some pertinent information about the caller. When should we meet?’The message instilled a sense of rage and relief in me, all at once. Absently, my mind went to the outing — I almost dubbed it a date — that I had gone to with Anyta, to the art gallery. It had almost been perfect. I wasn't sure, couldn't truly confirm anything, but for a moment, or several moment, it had almost felt like things would go back to the way they used to. The walls that had been built up between the both of us were being slowly but steadily chopped away by sheer proximity, and it was all I could've ever asked for.Until th

  • Too Late, Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 39

    EVERETT'S POV“... we'll need graphs and maybe projections to show the profit margins.”“Hmm,” I hummed, barely registering what the other man was saying.“So what do you think about this?”I heard Stanley push a file towards me across the table.Staring down at the blue file made my head hurt. I d

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  • Too Late, Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 40

    SIENNA'S POVI pinched the bridge of my nose as a wave of anger slammed into me, making me grip the phone tighter as I held it to my ear.“How could you mess this up , you moron?!” I barked, pacing back and forth in the kitchen. “You had one job! One easy job!”I paused, planting a hand on my hip a

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  • Too Late, Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 32

    ANYTA’S POVA dejected sigh escaped me as my reflection stared back at me in the mirror.I hadn’t dressed up in so long that I almost forgot how.The mirror in my bedroom reflected a woman I barely recognized.I'd curled my wavy hair and the shiny coils fell softly over my shoulders in a way that f

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  • Too Late, Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 31

    ANYTA'S POV“Hold on, I'm coming,” I called out as I hurried towards the door, praying the doorbell hadn't woken my very energetic toddler.When I opened the door, Clay leaned one shoulder against the frame, his charming grey eyes warm with amusement.He shook his dark hair out of his face and beam

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