The Billionaire's Hidden Son のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Seven years laterDr. Tasha Harrison, now an associate professor, looked at the clock in the corner of her computer screen; it was 2:47 pm on a Tuesday afternoon. She had been in front of her computer for over two hours, working on a paper she wanted to submit for publication in an academic journal. She later got a job at the University of California, Berkeley a few weeks after she left Cleverwood seven years ago. She leaned back in her chair with a yawn, satisfied with what she had done so far. She was sure her paper would be highly commended. Her hard work was getting paid off, she was now well known in the academics. And on her way to become a full professor very soon. She checked the time again; it was already five minutes before her next class with her post-graduate students. Opening a drawer, she brought out a brown envelope containing the students' graded term papers. “Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen,” Tasha said to her students four minutes later. “I hope you are all d

“I am in Canada for business,” he started saying. “And I have been watching you over there while I was having dinner with my clients.” He pointed his finger in the direction where he came from. “I have to come over to verify if it's you or not after they left.”“Excuse me Blake,” she stood up. “I have to go.” “Oh no, please,” he reached out to touch her arm. “Don't go just yet. We need to talk.”“I have nothing to talk to you about! She slapped his hand away. “Stop embarrassing me. People are looking our way already.” “Tasha, please let's talk,” Blake pleaded with her. “No!” she snapped at him and hurried away to the elevator. She jumped in and held her breath until it stopped on her floor and she rushed down the long corridor to her room. She couldn't believe what just happened. Seeing Blake in flesh and blood after seven good years was unbelievable. Her heart clenched as she shut the door, she fell to the ground and started weeping. Seeing Blake in a Canadian restaurant was not

Blake settled into the car that was taking him back to the house and picked up his phone to talk to Stacy. It was after five already. He couldn't return to New York that day again. One of his business buddies, Mat, had called him up in the afternoon to find out if he was still in town. When he said yes, Mat told him he wanted him to meet someone for a late lunch later in the day. “Hey, dear,” she answered the call. “Hey dear,” she answered. He asked about her well-being and that of Jayce. Stacy was too impatient to talk to him for too long. She said she was getting ready to go out with her friends for drinks. He slumped back on the seat, “okay, okay. I will call you later then.”“Yeah, talk to you later,” she said to end the call, and she dropped the phone on the nightstand. Stacy, who was naked all the white she was talking to her husband, went to her dressing table and applied perfume oil to her pulse points exactly the way her master instructed her to do. She then put on a Gucc

Phoebe arrived half an hour later with four different brands of pregnancy kits. All four of them confirmed Tasha was pregnant.Tasha had fought the urge to call Blake and tell him over the phone throughout the night. She wanted to go to his house this morning and look into his eyes when breaking the news to him. She rubbed her belly slightly through her dress before she slotted the sticks into her purse and let herself out of her apartment. Her heart fluttered in her chest with her love for Blake as she stopped her SUV in front of his apartment building about forty minutes later. She got out of the car and took the elevator to his apartment floor. Tasha stopped still when she opened his front door and found his living room in disarray. Storage boxes littered the floor, it was apparent Blake was moving out.“What is going on here?” She asked, walking further into the room. Sam, Blake's best friend stood up to his height from the picture frames he was stacking in a box.Just then, Bl

Tasha was in her office on the Friday the week after she returned from Canada, looking for her stapler under stacks of papers and plastic folders on her desk, when there was a knock at the door."Come in," she called out, pulling out the old stapler from under the rubble. It was Ellen Dunlop, one of her colleagues. Ellen just joined the staff seven months ago, and they were fast becoming close, which Tasha loved so much. Her twins; Liam and Lilla were Tyson's age mates, so her boy had added two more playmates. She hadn't gotten the opportunity to have a close friend like Phoebe since she came to Berkeley. “Tasha, hi," Ellen stood at the door. “Are you ready for the meeting?"A circular for an impromptu faculty meeting slated for later in the evening, after everyone would have finished teaching for the day, was just passed in the morning. “I don't understand this late hour meeting,” Tasha grumbled as she stapled some pieces of papers together. “I‘m ready, anyway. Let me just pin t