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บททั้งหมดของ Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife: บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

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Marilyn

Stevenson’s POVI sat in the cold room of the police station, staring at the bleak white walls. It was already morning, but there was still no sign of Fiona. I still found it hard to believe that I had spent the night here.I couldn’t understand why Fiona hadn’t come to see me yet. Surely, she knew I was here, she was the one who called the lawyer. It wasn’t like her to abandon me like this, not when I needed her the most. My lawyer had already come by and spoken to the police. He couldn’t figure out how the police had gotten their hands on so much evidence against me, but he promised he would do everything in his power to get me out. I trusted him, but I couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling that something was off. I leaned back in my chair, frustrated and anxious. Just as I began to lose myself in thought, one of the officers entered the room. “You’ve got visitors,” he announced.I straightened up immediately, my heart poundi
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The Fall of a Man

Stevenson's POV Fiona’s voice cut in sharp, filled with hurt. “Oh, that’s her name, isn’t it? Not only did you have an affair, but you were also using company funds to build a life for the child you had with her. How could you betray me like this, Stevenson? What did I ever do to you?” “No! It’s not like that,” I stammered, trying to regain control of the situation. “I don’t have a child with Marilyn. Yes, I had… something with her. But that was years ago. I met her as a single mother; her son isn’t mine.” Phoebe scoffed again, sliding to the next picture. “Then why does he look exactly like you?” “I don't know; someone’s trying to frame me or something,” I said, shaking my head. “I met Marilyn on a business trip years ago, and we had… a one-night stand. But that’s all it was! The boy was already in her life before I met her. He’s not mine!” “A one-night stand? Years ago?” Phoebe asked coldly and snapped. “These pictures were tak
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Company Gala Night

Sheila’s POV“Are the centerpieces arranged the way I showed you?” I asked, glancing around the massive hall that was slowly coming to life. The gold and white decorations gleamed under the crystal chandeliers, but my eyes were still scanning every detail.“Exactly as you instructed, Mrs. Sheila,” one of the event coordinators replied with a polite smile. “We’ve triple-checked everything. The floral arrangements, the lighting, even the seating chart—it’s all in place.”“Perfect,” I nodded, feeling the tension in my shoulders ease, but only slightly. There was still too much to do.Another assistant rushed up, holding a clipboard. “Mrs. Sheila, the musicians are asking if you’d like them to start with something classical or more modern when the guests arrive.”I paused, considering. “Classical. It’ll set the right tone for the evening. We’ll switch to something livelier once the dinner begins.”“Got it.” She scribbled a note and h
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A Night full of Surprises

Sheila's POV The tension immediately eased, and suddenly, I wasn’t so scared of the crowd. I felt like I could handle anything with him by my side, just like it used to be. Even though things were a bit off between us, I still appreciated the fact that he cared.With him by my side, and with our hands entwined, I could confidently smile at the cameras before we finally made our way inside.As we entered the grand ballroom, the soft lighting and elegant décor seemed to catch the attention of everyone around us. Almost immediately, a few guests approached with warm smiles.“Mrs. Walker, you’ve truly transformed this place!” one woman exclaimed, glancing around at the décor. “Everything is just flawless. And Mr. Walker, it’s clear she had some great support.”Another male guest nodded, offering Andrew a friendly smile. “It’s a fantastic setup. You married a very talented woman, Mr. Walker.”I smiled, feeling a sense of pride swell
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Enraged

Andrew's POVThe gala was in full swing, but my mind was occupied with business. I stood in the corner of the ballroom, talking with my business partners about the city's newest competitor that had burst onto the scene, aiming to take down established players—especially me. They were brazen, but not stupid. The way they targeted us was clearly calculated.“They're not just trying to compete,” one of my partners said, swirling his drink. “They’re coming for our market share, our clients, and they’re starting with you, Andrew.”I nodded, my jaw tightening. “They’re poking the wrong bear. I’ll make sure they regret it.”“We can’t afford to wait, though,” another partner added. “The way they’re expanding… if we don’t act now, it’s going to get ugly.”I knew they were right. Timing was everything in this game. My eyes drifted around the room, catching glimpses of familiar faces in expensive suits, all caught up in their own conversations. I wa
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Black Sheep of the Family

Sheila's POV I stood frozen in the driveway, watching as Andrew sped off into the night, leaving me behind. I still couldn’t make sense of Andrew’s outburst—the anger, the jealousy, and the hurt in his eyes. What had I done wrong? Maybe I had acted too friendly toward Simeon, but I had no idea Andrew would react so strongly. If I hadn’t slapped him, I was sure he would have said more things that would’ve hurt me even deeper. “Are you alright, dear?” a soft voice asked from behind, pulling me out of my thoughts. I turned to see Grandpa and Grandma standing there, both looking worried and concerned. Grandpa looked like he had aged overnight, his once upright posture now slightly hunched, as if tonight's events had drained him of a few years. Grandma gave me a gentle smile, but the worry in her eyes was clear. “Come, child,” Grandpa said quietly. “Let’s take you home.” I didn’t say
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The Rivalry Deepens

Andrew’s POVThe loud ring of my phone pulled me out of a deep sleep, making my head pound even harder. I groaned, feeling the effect of the bad decision I decided to make last night.After driving around the city for hours last night, trying to clear my head, I ended up at a bar. One drink turned into several, and before I knew it, I was knocking back whiskey like it was water.Now, I was paying the price. My head felt like it was splitting open, the dull ache turning into a sharp, punishing headache. Squinting, I glanced at my phone and saw my secretary’s name on the screen."Sir, I’m sorry to wake you, but you have an urgent meeting in about two hours time," her voice came through, too loud for my headache.I glanced at my watch. 11 a.m. How had I slept this long? “Okay, I'm on my way,” I said and hung up. I groaned as I tossed the blankets aside, forcing myself out of bed. My head was still pounding, and I needed t
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Xeron Enterprise

Andrew's POVAs Grandpa walked out of my office, I sat back in my chair, still trying to shake off the thought of Simeon and his intentions by coming here. Before I could dwell on it any longer, my secretary knocked and peeked in."Sir, just a reminder—you have a meeting with Xeron Enterprise in about 30 minutes."I nodded, straightening up. This meeting was crucial. Xeron Enterprise was one of our top clients, and securing this contract would give us a major advantage in the market. I couldn’t afford to let anything distract me—not last night, and definitely not Simeon."Zane, get ready. We’re leaving soon," I called out, adjusting my tie and grabbing the necessary documents from my desk.Zane appeared almost instantly. "Yes, sir. The car is ready. Your team is waiting."Two of my key employees were also coming with me: Sarah, our Head of Business Development, and Richard, our CFO. Both were experienced and had been essential in
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Getting him out

Phoebe's POVI sat across from Antonio, absently pushing my fork through the eggs on my plate as we silently ate our breakfast.“So,” Antonio began as he sliced into his sausage. “I’ve decided to get your father out of prison.”The fork slipped from my fingers, clattering onto the plate as I choked on my food. My eyes shot up to meet his, searching his face for any sign that this was some kind of twisted joke. But there was no humor in his eyes—just cold, hard seriousness.“Excuse me?” I sputtered, my voice shaky. “You’re joking, right?”Antonio’s gaze sharpened, as he leaned back in his chair. “I don’t joke about things like this, Phoebe.”I instantly felt angry and questioned him.“Why would you want to help him? After everything he did—to my mother, to me? He deserves to rot in that cell!” I angrily snapped at him, my mood instantly turning sour.Antonio’s eyes turned icy, and his voice dropped to a low, dangerous tone
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The Letter

Sheila’s POVI carefully scooped the warm soup we had just made into a flask, making sure it was sealed tightly. As I packed the flask into my bag, Grandma walked over, wiping her hands on her apron."Tell your mother I’m sending her my regards," she said warmly, her eyes full of affection. "And that I wish her a speedy recovery.""I will, Grandma," I replied, giving her a quick hug. "Thanks for helping me with the recipe. I’m sure Mom will love it."Grandma chuckled softly, her eyes twinkling. "Of course she will. And tell her not to worry—soon, she’ll be back home where she belongs, and won't have to stay in the hospital any longer."I nodded and headed out, as I muttered ‘amen’ to Grandma's encouraging words. It was so much better to spend the day with my mom rather than thinking about what happened last night.The drive to the hospital was quick, and as I entered my mother’s room, her face lit up when she saw me. She sat up s
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