บททั้งหมดของ Billionaire's Abandoned Wife : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Oryx's heart pounds wildly against her chest as Marquis's hand gently encircles her waist, holding her with both tenderness and respect. The incessant flashes of cameras illuminates the scene around them, creating a surreal ambiance. However, she can't bring herself to meet Marquis's intense gaze; he is staring at her with a depth that seems to reach into her very soul.This isn't a contrived stare; the touch around her waist feels genuine and unforced. Oryx senses the sincerity in Marquis's recent actions towards her. It leaves her unsettled, introducing a layer of complexity to her carefully laid-out plan.The cameraman chuckles, his laughter blending with the distant hum of camera shutters. "That's so graceful to watch. Look at Ms. Turner. She is blushing red!"Oryx, enveloped in a sudden spotlight of attention, doesn't utter a word. Instead, she allows her head to dip slightly, her gaze finding refuge in the ground below. A shy smile plays on her lips, a silent acknowledgment of t

Her tired body somehow manages to crawl into the house after a long day at the hospital. The weight of the day's pressure weighs heavily on Oryx, and all she yearns for is the comfort of her own bed.Like any other human, she craves rest, love, and affection from someone waiting at home. Unfortunately, luck hasn't placed that someone in her life.She trudges towards her room, hastily tying her hair into a messy bun, her fingers instinctively touching the necklace she received as a cherished gift from Marquis.With a weary sigh, stretching her fatigued arms, she resigns herself to enter. However, a sudden realization grips her as she notices the door—it's unlocked.Immediately on high alert, Oryx steps cautiously into her home, noticing the absence of any workers downstairs. Concern grips her—could someone have broken in?Suspiciously, she tiptoes towards the partially open door, nudging it slightly with a silent creak. Startled, she jumps in place at the sound of a whisper."Happy bir

"Someone's toying with me, aren't they?" Oryx grasps the captivating princess dress that has initially caught her eye, glancing around to check if Marquis is nearby.Speaking over the phone, she hands the dress to an employee standing a short distance away."Seemingly. All the data on Liliana's social accounts has vanished. How has Liliana been acting lately?" Ben inquires while diligently attempting to recover information about certain clients."She hasn't made an appearance yet. Marquis's behavior is odd too as if he already knows that she is a damn bitch!" Oryx remarks, passing another dress to the employee."He's not oblivious. One of your guards mentioned she hasn't been visiting Maria lately. Maybe she's aware of the change in doctors," Ben informs."In that case, it's improbable for her to target Maria when my guards are present. But you mentioned someone else is supporting her. Who might that be?""No clue. I tried to breach the account that hacked into my computer, but I cou

In the stillness of the night, Marquis's voice breaks through the quiet room as his assistant settles the laptop before him."Any updates on the assailant?" Marquis inquires, his eyes fixed on the screen, awaiting crucial information."Yes. It's a beggar residing near the Carton Bridge slum. The police have detained him. He claims he was offered ten thousand dollars to attack you," the assistant relays the latest developments."And who's behind this?" Marquis questions,a tinge of frustration lingering in his voice at the anonymity of the Mastermind."He insists he doesn't know. The cash was found in a box featuring your image next to his tent," the assistant continues, observing Marquis's contemplative expression.Marquis hums softly, thoughts swirling as he acknowledges the array of adversaries amassed during his rise as a prominent businessman. The exploitation of a vulnerable beggar troubles him deeply, considering it a cowardly move by whoever is responsible."Refrain from pressu

The next morning, as the iPad sits on the table, his assistant settles onto the couch. Marquis's sharp gaze focuses on the information displayed. "She fabricated her family background. Quite audacious," he remarks."That's why I believe our team should take charge. She's adept at deceiving us. It seems someone well-acquainted with us is manipulating this situation," the assistant suggests."No, I disagree. Whoever's orchestrating this isn't familiar with us. If they were, they wouldn't have directly sent her to me. My hunch is they're trailing me but are inexperienced," Marquis's hand reaches his chin to rub, thinking something profound as the situation isn't as simple as it looks. Someone is playing a dirty game here."Dispatch our team to the family she concealed from us. Nothing extreme, but ensure we gather crucial information at any cost. She must be held accountable for harming my daughter," Marquis instructs firmly."Understood, Boss. Also, while searching through old files,