All Chapters of BILLIONAIRE'S LIES: Chapter 281 - Chapter 290

Eliana's hands trembled slightly as she cinched her phone in her fist. The call was finished, but Nathaniel's voice remained in her head."See you at the board meeting."That obnoxious, creepy and manipulative man.Saben's conviction was visible in his eyes as he paced back and forth in the sumptuous living room, his hands buried deep in his pockets. "We need to be prepared. Harper would never do a single step without thinking through the contingency."Eliana exhaled rapidly, fighting to keep calm. "Then we'll make sure that we have a counterattack ready before he even contemplates doing so."Their father, Benedict Thompson, shook his head and raked his graying hair. "Eliana, you can't do this because of pride. This is not about pride."Her mind reeled towards him. "It has nothing to do with ego, Dad. It has to do with principle—with respect. He's trying to embarrass me and ruin our firm in the process. I will not stand idly by while he does this."Wendy Taylor chuckled, twirling her

The room was filled with journalists, cameras snapping away, quiet voices enveloping the mood. Eliana sat in the front row, impassive. Saben sat next to her, as calm as always.With the cameras rolling, Eliana leaned forward, voice firm but biting."I'm not going to stand here and have my reputation trashed by a man who earns his living at dishonesty," Eliana began, her icy eyes flashing into the lenses. "Nathaniel Harper has fabricated things to discredit my company, and I am not going to let him do that."The reporters burst out into a mad scramble of questions.One of the reporters in the front row stood up. "Miss Thompson, are you denying the accusations?"Eliana's lips curled into a small sneer. "Oh, I'm not denying them—I'm proving they do not exist."Gasps filled the room.She went on, her tone tinged with steel. "While we're sitting here, our lawyers are building proof of who actually sponsored these unsubstantiated allegations. And I can promise you—when we get to the truth,

Eliana leaned against the table, tapping fingers in contemplation. "And if we can prove him created falsified records, the case crumbles?"Mark nodded. "Yes, but we are looking for something concrete.Julia pulled out a folder and slid it across the table. "We have it."Saben's brow shot up. "Already?"Julia smiled. "Nathaniel made a mistake."Eliana opened the folder, a smug smile twisting her lips as she scanned the phony documents. "He relaxed." She glared at Julia. "You are incredible."Julia shrugged. "I had a little help."Saben leaned forward. "Who?"The door opened and a man in a crisp suit walked in. "Me."Nathaniel's old financial advisor, Richard Lawson.Nathaniel's second-in-command.Eliana's eyes sparkled. "Ah, betrayal is so lovely."An Hour LaterNathaniel was pouring himself a drink when his phone buzzed.Richard's voice responded. "We need to talk."Nathaniel laughed. "Guilty for asking Eliana out?"There was silence. "You should be afraid, Nathaniel."Nathaniel spun

NATHANIEL HARPER ARRESTED—CORPORATE FRAUD EXPOSEDHis fingers gripped the paper, the corners tearing in his hands. His son, next emperor of the Harper empire, being led off in handcuffs like some street punk.Not acceptable.His office door creaked open, and Victoria Harper stepped in, the sharp clicking of her heels on the marble floor filling the air. "William, did you see this?" She dropped a tablet onto his desk, the screen still glowing photos of Nathaniel's arrest.William took a slow breath, laying the newspaper down. "I've seen it.""This is a travesty!" Victoria cried, striding back and forth across the room. "Our name—our reputation—is being ruined because of him!"William sat quietly for a moment, then leaned back in his chair, fingers crossed. "Nathaniel was irresponsible."Victoria halted in her stride, her eyes narrowing. "You're writing him off?"He chuckled darkly. "On the contrary." His gaze turned sharp, dangerous. "I built this empire. No one—not Eliana Thompson, no

Nathaniel Harper wasn't angry—he was raging. The glass screen of his phone was broken, the pieces scattered across his desk like a symbol of his shattered plan.Eliana Thompson had caught him off guard. Again.William Harper leaned against the window, his eyes fixed on the city below. His very presence was stifling, his silence more frightening than any tantrum."She humiliated me," Nathaniel snarled, running his hand through his hair. His chest seethed with the sting of failure, something he would not have. "She played you," William snapped back, his voice as hard as steel. "And now she's a victim and you're the villain to the world. Clean it up."Nathaniel's face clenched in anger. His father never did think him worthy, and this night was yet another failure for the books.William spun, eyes flashing with something deadly. "I told you, son. To win, you don't fight clean. You crush."Nathaniel breathed slowly, struggling to think. His father was correct—Eliana had used the sympathy