All Chapters of Lost And Found By The Billionaire: Chapter 291 - Chapter 300

Enzo’s POV As soon as he came, Mark chugged a glass of water. “Sorry I’m late.” He said, still panting. “And thanks for ordering lunch for me. I’m starving.” It was the first time since I woke up that Mark had given me his appointment to meet. It was hard for me to believe that a man who once used to work for me now needed to look into his calendar to tell me if he could grab lunch with me for an hour. “Your new job is treating you well it seems.” I said, leaning back. “It’s covering my bills.” He said, taking a mouthful of that disgusting sandwich he asked me to order. “I wouldn’t mind the extra cash now that I have a wedding to cover.” My eyes narrowed at him, scrutinising the shy smile that was tugging at his lips. “You proposed?” He nodded, “Just yesterday.” “And she said yes?” He gave me an unimpressed look, “What do you think, Enzo?” I shrugged, “I don’t know. She didn’t run it by me.” “She doesn’t need your permission.” “Sure she does. I’m her brother.” “Exactly.”

Enzo’s POVIt had to be a fucking joke. Because I’d never heard something so absurd in my entire lifetime. “You might not believe it, but it’s true.” He said. “You’ve got to be living in some delusional world if you think Cassie likes you, Raymond.” I said. “No. The only person who is living in a bubble right now is you.” he said, “I’m sorry you have to find out like this, but this is the truth. Your wife moved on and the only reason she is not telling you that is because she doesn’t want you to go nuts again.” I scoffed, “You honestly expect me to believe that crap?”He shook his head, shrugging. “I don’t expect anything from you. But you came to me with questions, so I'm going to give you the answers. All of them. Because it’s about time you know what’s happening.” He brought his hand up to wipe the blood off his face before looking at me again, “When you went under, Cassie was shattered. She had no idea how to go about with life because she was so heavily dependent on you. She

The moment I heard my own words, I regretted it. I had no idea where that came from. I didn’t even mean any of it. But I let anger get to me. I was so tired, frustrated and furious with his behaviour that I could not hold it back anymore. And the worst part was that I was still so angry with him that I made no attempts to rectify my words. A small, sick part of me wanted to see him hurt. I wanted him to realize just how much his words were hurting me, and I hoped that that would make him see the truth. Enzo took a step back, disbelief claiming his face. He did not see that one coming. And just like that, his tough demeanor disappeared. He looked away from me, staring blankly ahead as he processed my words. And that’s when a part of me felt scared. I must have spoken too soon. He was obviously not in the right state of mind to handle something like that. “Enzo…” I finally said, “I didn’t-” “Get out.” I was stunned. “What?” “Get out of my life, Cassie.” he said, “I’m giving yo

Enzo’s POV I never thought I would be able to travel. My entire life, all I’ve ever done was work, work and more work. The only time I took some time off was when I was with my wife. She loved to travel. The brief time that we were together, she made me go to various places, and my favourites out of those were Italy and Switzerland. One was shortly after our engagement and the other, our honeymoon. Perhaps it was for that reason that I found myself coming back to those two countries again and again. This time, I chose Lauterbrunnen. It was a two and a half hour drive from Zurich, where I lived. I’d visited this place so often that I ran out of things to do there. Yet, there was something about that magnificent valley that always drew me. I booked an airbnb for my stay there, the one that I always pick whenever I'm here. The cab dropped me off in front of the house late in the evening, when it was almost growing dark. As I walked into the garden, I realized that the airbnb was oc

Emmy’s timing could not be worse. With horror filled eyes, she came to stand beside me, tugging my dress. “Mom, where is he going?” “He’s going to his house.” I said, “It’s late, isn’t it?” “But it is still raining.” She protested, “And look, it’s so dark outside. It’s not safe.” “It’s alright, Emmy.” “No, it’s not! You told me it’s not safe to go out in the dark.” I sighed. Having an obedient daughter was proving to be a nightmare. Emmy took everything seriously, too seriously for her own good. If I told her that someone had once choked while drinking water, she would make sure nobody in her vicinity would find a functioning tap. “And Enzo doesn’t have a home, mommy.” She said, “He said this is his house. Are we staying together?” “No.” I said, “We’re not staying with him, Emmy. Why don’t you go to bed already? It’s-” Instead of listening to me, she walked toward Enzo and caught his hand. And then, she started pulling him with her. When he didn’t budge, she turned around wit