Semua Bab BILLIONAIRE'S LIES: Bab 451 - Bab 460

The creak of the elevator doors opening heralded the beginning of a new day. The typical bustle of the office was at full throttle but was not so for Saben today. His thoughts, even muddled with visions of Jenny, were now laser-sharp on what lay in store for him.He strode purposefully down the hallway, his footsteps ringing through the gleaming marble floors of Thompson Enterprises. Outside, the world was filled with light, but inside, in the boardroom, it was serious. The sharp suits and crisp collars crowded over the long oak table, ready to get down to the numbers, the strategies, and the future of their growing empire.Saben sat at the head of the table, his eyes fixed. His father, Benedict Thompson, sat next to him, his normal stern face modified by the family relationship but still exuding power. They had been working together for years, each one understanding beforehand exactly what the other had to say before the words were said. It was a dynamic that meant they operated with

Eliana Thompson was always the kind of person who clung to the people she loved, but her best friend Clarisse Campbell was not. She and Clarisse had been friends for years, but it wasn't the years alone that made their relationship unique it was the history, the secrets shared, the way they could converse for hours on end without ever coming up short.That night, after what seemed like forever of sidestepping difficult conversations, Eliana finally said she would meet Clarisse for coffee. They hadn't spoken in a while, and she knew speaking things through with Clarisse could help both of them get their heads clear. It wasn't about being friends; it was about closure at least, that's what Eliana hoped. She couldn't help but be a little nervous, though, knowing the inevitable question would arise.When they greeted each other at the café, Clarisse wrapped Eliana in a big hug, her arms wrapping around her as if they hadn't seen one another in years. Clarisse was always the huggy one, the

Meanwhile Zina sat at her desk, fingers drumming a light beat on the smooth wood as she stared blankly at the stack of papers in front of her. It had been a wild couple of weeks, with deadlines piling up and the clock ticking away. But all of that didn't matter now. Her thoughts were elsewhere.She placed a hand on her swollen stomach, feeling the gentle kick of movement from the baby inside. The due date was drawing near, and the reality of motherhood was finally starting to sink in. Zina had long believed herself proficient at juggling the chaos of the job, but this. this was something else. She smiled softly, envisioning what it would be like to cradle her baby in her arms for the first time, to hear their cries and see their little face."Zina, is something wrong?" Jenny's voice snapped her out of her daydream, and she looked up to see her assistant standing in the doorway, furrowed brow."Nothing's wrong," she said, shaking her head.Zina smiled warmly, trying to hide the wearines

Jenny stood in front of her closet, staring at the assortment of dresses in front of her. Each one seemed to mock her in its own way, reminding her of the nervousness gnawing at her. She had never attended an event like the upcoming business congress, especially not one where she would be representing Zina. The weight of the responsibility pressed heavily on her shoulders.Her fingers brushed over a deep emerald gown, the satin fabric soft and cool to the touch. It was elegant, professional, and, most importantly, would make a statement. But there was something else nagging at her a memory, sharp and intrusive that she couldn’t quite shake. The memory of that night. The night she had gotten drunk, let down her guard, and ended up in Saben’s car.Saben.The mere thought of him made her stomach tighten. She had spent weeks trying to forget that night, trying to convince herself that it hadn’t been as big of a deal as she had made it out to be. But deep down, she knew it had affected her

The large ballroom of the business congress was filled with laughter, clinking glasses, and the sound of high-profile gossip. Jenny White was by the side of the room, wine in hand, attempting to allay the turbulent feelings storming inside her. Her thoughts kept going back to the past, particularly that night with Saben. But tonight, there was something else that occupied her thoughts her ex, JM Reese.Jenny had managed to shove him to the back of her mind after their acerbic breakup, hiding the feelings that went with it deep down. She had attempted to reassure herself that she was okay that she was not weak. But as the throng moved around her, as the dull murmur of laughter enveloped the room, she couldn't deny the heavy presence of her history.She had been doing well. She had made strides in her career, she was excelling at representing Zina, and everything seemed to be on track. But this.this sudden blast from the past was something she hadn’t been prepared for.Her hands shook m