All Chapters of One Night Stand With Her Billionaire CEO: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Emma smiled as she entered the elevator. That afternoon, when she came back from her meeting, she had a proper sleep for the first time in weeks. She held onto the man’s words—he would find the person threatening her. She had waited when she woke up from her nap, but there were no calls or messages from the man.The elevator chimed. When she stepped inside the penthouse, the room was quiet. She thought Ezra wasn’t home, but she had seen the car he normally took to work parked in the garage.“Hello,” Emma called as she walked farther into the room. “Hello?”She finally heard footsteps coming from the stairs. Zoe came running down.“Emma!”She ran so fast that Emma feared she would tumble. Ezra followed behind her. Zoe’s arms wrapped around Emma, and Emma knelt to hug her properly.“I missed you. Daddy said you were busy.”Emma glanced up at Ezra, who mouthed, “But it’s true.”“How have you been?” she asked Zoe, who was visibly excited. “Have you eaten?”Zoe nodded. “Natie was a little

Emma cleared her throat. “I’ll make sure you get your dream fulfilled.”“You already made the first one come true,” Jade saidThat brought tears to Emma's eyes. What was a big sister for? After Jade was done, they got ready to head out. Emma had booked a ride to take them to the market. From there, they would stroll through the big city until their hearts were content.The sun was as bright as she’d predicted, so she wore her big straw hat and sunglasses. She lent one of her own sunglasses to Jade and took her to a shop to buy her a hat. As they stepped outside, Jade linked her arm through Emma’s.“So, how do we start the day?” Emma asked.“I’ve always wanted to go into those expensive shops and shop with friends,” Jade said with a small laugh. “I never got to do that in high school because I didn’t have many friends. Do you know how jealous I felt when I saw those girls come back with latest bags, shoes, lip gloss, and clothes? It was painful not to experience that.”Emma felt a pan

Ezra Queen just got off the phone with his daughter that morning. It was Saturday, and except for the fact that his mother had pleaded with him again to come for breakfast on Sunday morning before attending mass, the day was his to spend however he wanted. He leaned back on the couch, rubbing the bridge of his nose as he thought about how fast the week had gone. Between meetings, charity calls, and constant work demands, he hadn’t had a moment to breathe. And now, they had to prepare for the next fashion show. Zoe’s cheerful voice earlier had been the only thing to calm him. He missed spending time with her and playing daddy. She’d told him about her plans with Emma, and though he trusted Emma, a small part of him couldn’t help but worry. He had tried not to let it show on the call, keeping his tone light as he told Zoe to have fun. Now, as silence filled his penthouse, he found himself staring at the untouched cup of coffee on the table. He wasn’t sure why, but lately, he had starte

At work, Emma walked to Susan's desk. Susan was curious because, on a normal day, Emma would have texted if she needed anything, or Susan would have come into her office to talk to her."Can I sit?" Emma asked.Susan nodded. "Of course." She wondered what could be so urgent that Emma would come in herself. People in the office were curious; some pretended to work, while others made it obvious they were watching.Emma leaned in and whispered, "It’s Zoe's birthday today.""Really?" Susan’s eyes lit up. Then she noticed the attention on them and cleared her throat loudly. Everyone returned to their work. "Let’s go into your office," Susan said. "You should have texted me instead of coming here yourself. I don’t want anyone in my business—or yours."They stood and went into Emma’s office. Susan made sure to lock the door and close the blinds on the transparent window so no one could peek or eavesdrop. She pulled out a chair and sat down. "You could have texted me so I could prepare a gift

He was standing at the entrance, hands in his pockets, a soft smile playing on his lips. Then he saw them. The girls ran straight to him. He scooped Zoe up and spun her gently. “Happy birthday, princess.” Then his eyes landed on her gown. “Hmm. It’s perfect for you.” Zoe giggled and hugged him tightly. “Thank you, Daddy.” He turned to Bella. “And you must be Bella. Nice to meet you.” He shook her tiny hand, and Bella looked at him awkwardly, as if trying to place him. “You’re Zoe’s daddy?” Her tiny voice asked, eyes wide. Ezra nodded. “I know you!” “You do?” His gaze shifted to Emma, who shrugged. “Where?” he asked. Bella shrugged, her small hands flopping out to the sides, making her look even cuter. “I can’t remember.” Ezra laughed softly and led them into the house. "Come on." The moment the door swung open, Emma froze. Everything. Every single detail was decorated. Zoe and Bella stepped forward beside her, mouths dropping open in unison. Emma knew Ezra had planned so