Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Billionaire Instant Twins: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

“Ms. Bella, it wasn’t that big of a deal,” Zane muttered, trying to sound tough, though his voice wavered slightly. His attempt at bravado fell flat, betrayed by the uncertainty in his tone.“It is a big deal,” Ms. Bella said firmly, her voice unwavering. Her tone wasn’t angry, but it carried a calm authority that made every word land with a weight that couldn’t be ignored.“Violence has consequences, Zane, even in the smallest ways. You can’t just throw punches because you’re mad or frustrated. That’s not how you solve things. You’ve got to figure out a better way to handle your emotions.”Her words hit Zane like a ton of bricks, each sinking in deeper than the last. The anger bubbling inside him, fueling the fight, suddenly felt small and insignificant. It drained out of him, leaving a heavy mixture of shame and regret. He glanced up at her, his eyes unsure, his voice hesitant.“I… I didn’t mean to—”“Enough,” Ms. Bella interrupted, her voice steady but commanding, cutting through h

“I don’t expect you to forgive me,” Xavier said, his voice trembling slightly with the weight of remorse that had been gnawing at him since the moment he’d walked through their door. His gaze faltered briefly before meeting Mei’s hardened eyes once more.“I can’t change what happened,” he continued, his tone carrying the quiet desperation of a man who knew he could never undo the damage. “But I want to make it right. I know my father’s actions have caused irreparable harm, and I know no apology can ever be enough. But I want to offer you something in return. If you drop the case, I can provide financial compensation. A sum that might help ease the burden—”Before he could finish, Mei’s expression twisted into something sharp, raw, and unrelenting. Slowly, she pushed herself up from the couch, her movements careful and deliberate as her injured arm reminded her of its presence. Xavier’s heart clenched at the sight of her pain, a visible and constant reminder of the harm his father had

Harold’s eyes gleamed with a predatory satisfaction, his plans already taking shape in his mind. He wasn’t done yet. "Get the media involved," he said, his words deliberate and laced with control."Reach out to the right channels. Make sure the social media houses, the gossip blogs, and the news outlets all start writing against Xavier and his father. We need to twist the narrative and make Xavier look like the villain. Paint Calla as a victim, trapped in their web of lies and corruption. I want her story to be seen by everyone, and I want Xavier to take the full brunt of it."Liam’s nod was quick and firm. “I’ll make sure the right people are involved. It’ll be handled.”"Good," Harold said, the finality of his words cutting through the air."Make them suffer. Every last one of them. And when it’s over, when Xavier is standing in the ruins of his own life, he’ll know it was me who brought him down."As Liam turned to leave, the door creaked open once more, this time revealing Jessica

Xavier’s car sped down the streets, the city lights blurring past him as he pushed the engine harder. The low hum of the vehicle was a faint backdrop to the storm brewing in his mind. His knuckles whitened on the steering wheel, the settlement papers sitting ominously in his briefcase on the passenger seat.Every mile brought him closer to the meeting that could save his father’s reputation—or shatter everything Xavier had worked for.Just as the apartment complex appeared, his phone buzzed on the dashboard, piercing through the tense silence. He jabbed the hands-free button, his voice sharp.“Xavier Donovan.”“Xavier, it’s Sheriff Benjamin,” came the familiar voice on the other end, low and deliberate.Xavier felt his stomach knot. “Ben, I’m kind of in the middle of something. Can this wait?”“I don’t think it can,” the sheriff replied, his tone grave. “I’ve got some news. Harold Maverick’s gotten to Kenji and Mei.”Xavier’s grip on the wheel tightened, his pulse quickening. “What th

The apartment was quiet—too quiet. The kind of quiet that settled deep into your chest, leaving you restless and uncomfortable. Calla sat by the window, her gaze fixed on the sprawling city skyline. The dull gray of the sky seemed to mirror the monotony and restlessness she felt creeping into her life. She traced her finger absentmindedly along the edge of the windowsill, her thoughts far away.It had been two days since she’d seen Xavier. Two days that had felt like an eternity. She understood he was busy, tied up with their father’s situation and the obligations that came with it, but that didn’t make the silence any easier to bear. It didn’t make the gnawing sense of loneliness fade away. The stillness wrapped around her like a suffocating blanket, amplifying every flicker of doubt and insecurity in her mind.Her thoughts wandered, drifting through memories and lingering on unspoken words. She hated how the quiet seemed to magnify everything—every unresolved tension, every moment o