Chasing by Billionaire: My Ex Wants Me Back のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

Lyle's POVI used the pretense of discussing a business plan to visit Jay's office, but that wasn't my true intention. My real goal was to confirm whether Jay had been secretly colluding with a member of my family. A series of recent events at Angela 's father's company had been far too coincidental to ignore. I had my suspicions, but lacked concrete evidence to substantiate them.When I arrived at his office, the muffled hum of voices drifted out from within, halting my next step. I noticed the door was slightly ajar, and voices drifted out from within. Little did I know, the words I was about to hear would shake me to my core.Jay’s voice mocked, sharp and cruel.“The way you two met, the incident with those so-called ruffians? Planned, orchestrated by yours truly. Even Lyle’s heroic appearance was all part of the plan. I needed him invested, needed you to fall right into line."“You’re despicable.” I hear a voice, choked with anger, and I'm certain it belongs to Angela.The realiza

Lyle's POVThe email sits in my outbox, mocking me with its silence. For days, I’ve tried to contact Angela—texts, calls, emails—but she’s ignored every single one. My phone is always within reach, the faint hope of her reply keeping me tethered to a threadbare patience.She doesn’t even read the messages anymore.I lean back in my chair, staring out the window at the skyline. The city sprawls beneath me, bustling with life, but I feel detached from it all. My office, once a symbol of everything I’d built, feels stifling now, its walls closing in with every passing minute.Why is she still so angry?All I want is the truth. After everything, I deserve that much, don’t I?Yet, she’s moved on with no word so quickly.The thought twists in my chest, sharp and bitter. She’s barely been gone a month, and already she seems happier—more fulfilled. I don’t know what she’s been busy with, but from what I hear, she’s thriving.Meanwhile, I’m stuck in this limbo, staring at an inbox that will ne

Angela's POVThe hum of chatter and laughter from the private room fades as I step into the hallway, the muffled sounds a distant backdrop to my racing thoughts. Tonight has been a whirlwind—my first big event with my new colleagues.I dressed up to make a good impression, trading my usual understated look for a sleek black dress and subtle makeup.I smooth my dress and head toward the bathroom, my heels clicking against the polished floor. My mind is still buzzing with snippets of conversations from earlier, the smiles and warm welcomes leaving me hopeful for this fresh start.As I near the main dining area, my steps falter.Lyle.He’s here.He’s sitting at a corner table with Fiona, leaning close to her as she speaks animatedly. Her hand brushes his arm, and the sight feels like a punch to the stomach.I freeze, the world tilting for a moment. The warmth of the evening drains away, leaving a cold ache in its place.Why does this still hurt?I force myself to move, rushing past befor

Lyle's POVSince the meeting with Angela, my mind hasn’t been at peace. The conversation between her and Fiona keeps playing in my head, unraveling every certainty I once held about my sister.Fiona has always been obedient, thoughtful, and—at least in my eyes—incapable of malice. But the accusations Angela made, especially about colluding with her uncle and causing her father’s illness…It’s unthinkable.Yet, I can’t ignore the nagging doubt that’s taken root. Fiona’s behavior lately has been erratic, even by her standards. If there’s any truth to Angela’s claims, I have to know.I pull into the driveway of my mother’s house, the familiar sight of the place doing little to ease the tension in my chest. As I step inside, the faint sound of the television drifts from the living room, accompanied by Fiona’s soft voice humming along to the music playing in the background.When I enter, she looks up from the couch, her pale face breaking into a tentative smile.“Lyle,” she says warmly, he

Angela's POVThe morning sun streams through the window as I adjust my blazer in the mirror, taking a deep breath. Today is the day—a new chapter, a fresh start.My father is finally home, recovering from weeks of illness. It’s a relief to see him smile again, to watch him slowly regain his strength. Leaving his company wasn’t an easy decision, but we both agreed it was time for me to forge my own path.Michael’s firm is the perfect place to do that.Still, as I step into the sleek office building, my nerves buzz like static electricity. I smooth my hair again, clutching the strap of my bag tighter. The lobby is alive with the hum of phones ringing, conversations overlapping, and the steady rhythm of heels clicking against polished floors.I remind myself why I’m here. I’ve spent years sacrificing my ambitions for other people—for Lyle, for my family. This time, it’s for me.A woman in a tailored navy suit approaches, her posture straight and her gaze sharp. She looks like someone who