บททั้งหมดของ Chasing the Divorced Billionaire Heiress: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

General POVIt was an intense afternoon at the old Howard mansion, as all of the family members were present and sat around the long, oak table in the large dining room space.It was the first meeting since Michael had been discharged from the hospital, and the tension in the room was so thick it rubbed on every one of them.Grandfather had called the meeting, and inwardly, Michael was certain that it was definitely prompted by his last outing with Lilian.She must have told her parents, who in turn must have informed Grandpa about their shared interest in remaining just friends.The atmosphere in the room and the look on everyone’s face since Michael entered made it clear that all hell was about to break loose. But Michael was prepared; his mind had been made up.They all sat in silence, each wrapped in their own thoughts.Richard and Florence, Michael’s parents, sat to his right, their faces tense, eyes darting between him and the head of the table.Grandmother was next to Grandpa;

ISABELLA'S POVThe answer to that question came sooner than I expected. Naomi, who was obviously still smarting from humiliation, couldn’t let it go, apparently. She began shouting at me from across the parking lot, her voice vile and wounded.“You might have that little storekeeper under tethers, but not my son, okay. Do you think this is anything close to the real fight? Wait and see how it turns out.Don’t think for a second that you’ll raise my son’s child. We’ll see to it that your little game ends, Docktorr.” She mocked, her words dripping with malice. Celine joined in, her tone equally threatening.“Your’re shameless. You lied your way into my brother's life; now you want to take away his child? Look, my brother’s child won’t be raised by another man. You’ll regret ever crossing us.”I was silent; I felt my pulse quicken, the familiar rush of anxiety creeping in.But before I could open my mouth, Scarlett stepped forward, her eyes blazing with fury.“Enough!” she shouted, he

NATHAN'S POV Steering my car away from the government complex, I let out a long, deep breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. The contract was out of my hands now, and all I could do was wait. The thought of the Xander guy I just saw back there still lingered for a second. I wondered if I should call dad to inform him, but I soon pushed it aside and pulled a nonchalant shrug. There were much more pressing concerns on my plate, and given how much Harrington Corporation had expanded, Xander was nothing more than a relic of a bygone era. One of such concerns on my plate now was meeting up with Owen at his company headquarters. The facility was nestled in one of the most isolated, calm areas of New York City, a haven for young genius startup companies in the tech and internet sectors, and that was Brooklyn. It had become a hub for these types of enterprises, filled with sleek, modern buildings that stood as monuments to innovation. When I arrived, I parked in front of Owen’s b

ISABELLA'S POVI continued to stare at the screen, my eyes straining to comprehend the blankness.I was actually supposed to be happy about this news. After all, just a week ago, I was wishing for exactly the same result.But a lot had changed since then, and right now, all I could ask was how? how could I be happy now? How could I go back to my family and tell them that the baby they were already celebrating wasn't real? And what about James? And his opportunist family members who were already making plans, speaking about the future as if it was set in stone. And most importantly, what about me?I didn’t just think I was pregnant. I felt it. The symptoms were there, undeniable, and I could still touch the small protrusion of what I believed was the life growing inside me. This had to be some mistake. Something wasn’t adding up.Doctor Shaw sighed softly, a sound that seemed to come from a place of understanding. She stepped closer, her initial anxiety, and seemed to dissolve.

GENERAL POVThe business of the day was coming to an end, and Michael was just about to seal up his own with one of the most important discussions of his career.A talk with Robert Carlisle in his office; the man was a billionaire investor in the pharmaceutical industry, and a private moment with him meant a lot especially now that he was planning to start his own company; as a matter of fact, that was the topic of their discussion.Mr. Carlisle sat behind Michael’s brown expansive office desk, listening to Michael’s proposal calmy. His gaze was sharp, assessing the younger man with the kind of scrutiny that came with years of navigating high-stakes deals.Michael, on the other hand, was speaking passionately. His eyes were bright with ambition, and his tone was measured, every word chosen with care."So, like I said before, sir. I'm building this company from the ground up, leveraging everything I've learned and inheriting from my family’s legacy in the pharmaceutical world.” Micha