บททั้งหมดของ The son of a billionaire in disguise: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Rene sat down across from his father, the thick folders in front of him, hesitating to reach for it.Then he glanced at Rome, who was casually sipping his champagne, a calculated calm in his demeanor. Finally, Rene exhaled and reached for the first folder, flipping it open. Inside were pages of detailed reports, photos, and dossiers, all about a gang he didn't recognize."The Marran Group." He mumbled, staring hard at the faces and dead eyes in the photos."They were known for their ruthlessness, particularly in the underground world. Not just some small-time crew, but an organized crime syndicate with ties all across the country. They were the kind of people you didn’t mess with unless you had a death wish." Rome let out as he reached for an empty glass and poured champagne, the sound of the liquid filling the glass breaking the silence in the room.Rene’s eyes narrowed as he continued to study the pages in front of him. The Marran Group wasn’t familiar to him, but the level of deta

Without a word, Carlo led Maria down the hallway, his stride steady, his hands clasped behind his back. She walked beside him, her pulse quickening as the silence settled between them. She stole a glance at her grandfather, still trying to wrap her mind around the fact that he was taking her to lunch... just the two of them.The elevator doors opened with a soft chime, and they stepped inside. The silence stretched on, but it didn’t feel uncomfortable. Still, Maria couldn’t help but wonder what this was really about. Was there an ulterior motive, or was her grandfather genuinely trying to spend time with her? She pushed the thought away, focusing on the moment.As the elevator descended, the polished steel doors reflected their stillness. Carlo’s expression remained as unreadable as ever, but Maria’s heart swelled a little, being this close to him.When the elevator finally opened into the front lobby of the company, the usual hum of activity greeted them. News about her getting th

Trying to keep it all in, Maria’s fingers tightened around the edges of the menu, her eyes scanning the options but not really seeing any of them. Her mind was elsewhere, replaying her grandfather's words over and over.Then finally, she glanced up, catching Carlo watching her from across the table, his expression calm but calculating. Immediately, her heart started to pound in her chest as the realization slowly crept over her. 'This entire lunch... You parading me around like some prized asset wasn't about celebrating my success. No, this is about Kia. This is all about manipulating me to bring Kia back under your control.'The realization hit her like a punch to the gut, and the truth was suddenly glaringly obvious as her lids lowered, 'You are scared. Kia defied you this morning, standing his ground... this is what this is really about. Despite everything, he's gaining a foothold in the Rossi family with his new job. And you hated it. you wanted him back under your thumb... want

Locking eyes with Rene, Carlo's expression remained calm, but there was a new intensity in his eyes. He leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms as if considering Rene’s proposition carefully. The silence in the room grew with the tension, everyone waiting for his next move."Alright," Carlo said slowly, his voice smooth. "Perhaps the head of management isn’t the only path. There are other positions available, Kia. Important ones." Then he leaned forward, his gaze locking onto Rene's. "What if I offered you the role of head of marketing? It’s a prestigious position, one with a lot of influence."Before Rene could respond, Bianca’s eyes widened, and she practically jumped out of her chair. “What?!” she exclaimed, her voice shaking with disbelief. “You’re going to give him my position? I’ve worked for years to build the department! You can’t just hand it over to him.”Without meeting her eyes, Carlo waved a dismissive hand in her direction. “Bianca, calm down. It’s just business.

At the sound of the shower turning on, Rene woke to an empty bed. The sheets beside him were cold, and the heavy feeling in his chest from the night before still lingered.The sound of water running in the bathroom made him rub his face, trying to shake off the heaviness. The argument played over and over in his mind. He knew she was hurt, and he hated that he couldn’t fix it right now. Not without making choices he wasn’t ready to make.A moment later, when Maria finally walked out of the bathroom, her hair damp and her robe wrapped tightly around her, she didn’t say a word. She barely glanced at him, her movements brisk as she moved about the room. The silent treatment had begun.“Morning,” Rene ventured cautiously, sitting up in bed, his voice hesitant, testing the waters. No response. Maria continued getting ready, her back to him, brushing her hair in front of the mirror. The soft swoosh of the brush against her hair was the only sound in the room, the tension between them ris