My Twins' Billionaire Stranger Daddy のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

Trina's POV The rest of the weekend passed by in a blur, with preparations of the memorial area already in place. Very soon, it was Monday and once again, I was faced with the reality of Eleanor being enrolled into Jayden's elite school. Mr. McAllister had mentioned that I am exempted from going to work at the mansion today since I have to go to the school this morning and complete the paperwork that required my signature.However, even when my alarm woke me up at the crack of dawn, I still had no intention of going to that school this morning. But Eleanor, my vibrant little firecracker had no such misgivings as she unexpectedly bounced into my room even before I got up, with her strawberry blonde pigtails swinging wildly as she jumped onto my bed."Mommy! Mommy! Is today the day? Are we going to my new school today?" Her light blue eyes sparkled with excitement, and I instantly felt a pang of guilt twist in my stomach.I forced a smile, running my fingers through her soft curls. "No

Trina’s POV I shifted from one foot to another as I nervously stood in front of my intimidating and charismatic boss, who was sitting down behind his imposing desk and looking at me with those piercing grey orbs of his. I took a deep breath and chose my words carefully before speaking, after all, I was talking to the so-called Mr. Meticulous."Does that mean you will sell the land to Justin's company?"Mr. McAllister's face remained impassive, and with his steely grey eyes still fixed on mine, he calmly stated. "No, Ms Ryder. The land isn't for sale."My heart sank as his words hit me like a blow to my gut. I felt the panic rising in my chest. And I didn't know when I blurted out, "But... but you promised! Just a few moments ago you said that if I agreed to the school fees payment, you wouldn't build an oil refinery on that land! So why are you going back on your own words in just a matter of seconds?"Mr. McAllister leaned back in his leather recliner, and steepled his long fingers

Zane’s POV I watched as the color instantly drained from Ms. Ryder's face as my words sank in. For a moment, I couldn't help but feel a bit... off. Was the idea of being my wife really so repulsive? I quickly pushed the unfamiliar sensation of discomfort aside, as I maintained my usual mask of indifference."W...what?!" Ms. Ryder finally managed to stammer, with her voice barely above a whisper.I leaned back in my chair, and in a cool, calm tone as if I was just discussing the weather, I clarified. "My pretend wife. Be my pretend wife for a certain period of time, and your dreams of creating the memorial area will be fulfilled. Consider it a trade by barter."The words hung in the air between us, heavy with implication. I could almost see the gears turning in Mr. Ryder's mind as she struggled to process my unexpected proposal. Her hazel eyes, usually so full of fire and determination, now appeared confused and wary.I remained still, with my gaze fixed on her face. Years of high-st

Trina's POV I don't know how it happened but I just found myself pulling up my car in front of Justin's office building. Mr. McAllister’s impromptu proposal had completely thrown me off guard and I must have subsciously driven myself to Justin's office instead of going back to the McAllister mansion. Afterall, my subscious knows I need my best friend's advice now more than ever.As I stepped into the lobby, the familiar faces and friendly smiles of the staff instantly welcomed me, giving me a bit of comfort. Justin's secretary, Emily, looked up from her computer and flashed a warm smile at me.And with the smile still intact, she cheerfully addressed me. "Trina! It's so good to see you! Go right in. You know the drill."I nodded gratefully, appreciating the fact that Justin had instructed his staff to always let me in without question. It was just one of the many ways he showed how much he cared, and for a moment, a pang of guilt shot through me. I pushed it aside, knowing I needed t

Jayden McAllister's POV I processed this information, my mind already forming connections and hypotheses. To Eleanor however, I said, "That must have been very distressing for your mother."Eleanor nodded her head gravely once again and wiped at her tears before saying, "It was. She said the worst part was that they never even showed her the... the body. She passed out again after they told her, and when she woke up, she was back in her apartment in Paris with me.""Paris?" I echoed, the coincidence setting off alarms in my mind. I was also born in Paris!Eleanor nodded. "That's where I was born. Mom said she couldn't even go to the police because she didn't know who the doctor was or where they had taken her. And he had a mask on his face so she couldn't even describe him. So every year on my birthday, she's happy I'm here, but she's also really sad about my twin. That's why I don't want to celebrate anymore."I leaned back in my chair, as my mind began racing with thoughts. There w