All Chapters of LOCKED IN WITH THE BILLIONAIRE : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Third POV***Despite the fact that her boss was now her boyfriend, Abigail didn't want to take advantage of their relationship and risk being late for work. She quickly changed into a knee-length dress, wanting to make sure she looked presentable. Meanwhile, Henry also dressed in a casual jean and a blue tank top.The fabric of the tank top was soft and stretchy, hugging his toned physique and accentuating his toned muscles and fair skin. "Are you planning to go to the company dressed like that?" Abigail asked, slightly embarrassed, Her gaze fell on his defined muscles, tracing the lines of his chest and biceps. Those were the features that could make a woman go crazy.As she stared at his muscular arms, she felt a surge of jealousy. The last thing she wanted was for him to go to the office in such a revealing shirt. Henry followed her gaze, he smirked smugly and said, "Don't worry about this honey, I'm your man."His response made Abigail cover her face with her hand, especially

Abigail's POV***"Who is she?" I thought to myself as I saw a blonde-haired woman in the living room, she didn't seem to notice me, maybe it was because she was so engrossed in her phone.The growl of my empty stomach jolted me back to reality, the hunger pangs reminding me of the reason why I was here. I wanted to prepare my own snack rather than impose on the kitchen staffs. They were already working hard, and I did not want to add to their burden. "Maybe she is a guest," I said to myself and decided to go straight to the kitchen, Henry warned me not to speak to any strangers that I found in his home unless he told me to.And she was a stranger so I turned my back on the stranger and walked away, my footsteps echoing in the marble-floored hallway."Stop right there! Didn't you notice my presence?" The woman asked, her voice a bit harsh.I turned back to look at her, noticing her hazel eyes and incredibly large breasts that didn't seem to complement her frail body figure.My eyebr

Third POV***"Auntie!" Lisa cried out, her voice breaking as she burst through the front door. Tears streamed down her face, leaving wet trails on her cheeks. Kate's footsteps echoed on the floor as she descended the grand staircase. She was wearing a face mask, her skin glistening with a layer of cream. As she reached the bottom of the stairs, she saw Lisa standing there, her face flushed with anger. A bruise bloomed on her cheek, like a dark purple flower. "Why are you shouting like a mad woman? Didn't I teach you to learn some manners when speaking to me?" Kate said with gritted teeth, annoyed at Lisa for ruining her skincare routine."I'm sorry, Aunt Kate," Lisa said, her voice shaking. "You don't understand what that woman has done to me." She bit her lip, hard enough to draw blood, tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to spill over.Her forehead was covered in scratches, and her clothes were ripped to shreds. She looked like she had been through a battle, and it showed in

Third POV***"Oh I see" Kate stood up, she walked elegantly toward Abigail, and stood in front of her.Abigail had been making her way to Henry's office when she came face to face with Kate. She halted mid-stride, her eyes fixed on the woman in front of her. "Good morning," Abigail said with a polite smile, hoping to get past the woman without having an actual conversation. However, her plans were interrupted when a hand came down on her shoulder, halting her progress."Stop right there"Abigail was caught off guard by the touch on her shoulder. The look of disgust on Kate's face left her feeling puzzled and uneasy. "Maybe she is a dissatisfied customer, " Abigail muttered under her breath."Do you know me?" Kate's voice was oddly calm, almost disconcertingly so. She circled around Abigail, moving like a shark closing in on its prey. "No, I don't, I have never met you before. I'm Abigail, Henry's personal assistant." Abigail held out her hand, a gesture of professional courtesy bu

Third POV***Henry moved closer to where the men were staying, he tried to get a better look at the woman but the men gathered her like they had seen a feast, making it impossible for him to see who she was."Hey, who are you? Get out of here before I hit you with my hands."One of the men said he was the shortest, stoutest man in the group and the first to notice Henry's imposing presence. Henry stood head and shoulders above the others, his confident stature exuding an almost intimidating air. The other men got alert and turned to look back at the man who had interrupted their feast."Hey, you! What're you lookin' at? I told you to get out of here, didn't I? Are you deaf or something? I ain't afraid to get rough if I have to. You want some of this?" The man yelled again, jerking his head to the side with a sneer appearing on his lips. He then shifted his weight to one side, muscles straining against the fabric of his shirt as he flexed his arms. Henry's eyes flashed with anger a