Lahat ng Kabanata ng BILLIONAIRE'S LEGAL AFFAIR : Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

Travis lay in bed, his eyes fixed on the bathroom door as he listened to the sound of Alison moving around inside. He couldn't help but feel satisfied as he thought about their encounter the night before. As the bathroom door opened, Travis's eyes locked onto Alison's figure, wrapped in a plush white towel. Her hair was damp, and her skin glowed with a soft, radiant light. "Hey," Travis said, his voice low and husky as he sat up in bed. “Good morning Angel.” Alison's eyes met his, a soft smile playing on her lips. "Hey," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. Travis's eyes roamed over her body, taking in the sight of her wrapped in the towel. "You look beautiful," he whispered, his voice filled with sincerity. “And attractive, and gosh…words cannot express how I really feel.” “Stop flattering me Travis.” Alison's whispered, her cheeks flushed with color. "Thanks.” Travis threw off the covers and got out of bed, his eyes never leaving Alison's face. "Come here," he whisp

As the car came to a stop in front of Travis's family mansion, Alison's eyes widened in horror. "No, no, no," she whispered, her voice trembling with fear, and her body visibly trembling. Travis's eyes locked onto hers. "Alison, what's wrong? You're shivering.” “So this is why you wouldn't tell me where we were headed right?” Alison snapped, her eyes flashing with accusation. "You brought me here on purpose, didn't you? You brought me to your family's mansion to humiliate me." “Wait what?” Travis asked, his face falling and his eyes filling with denial. "No, Alison, that's not true. I would never do that to you." But Alison was beyond reason. She shook her head, her voice rising. "You're just like your family, Travis. You think you're better than me, don't you?" Travis's face twisted in pain. "Alison, stop. That's not true. I love you, and I would never intentionally want to hurt you." Alison's laughter was bitter. "Love me? I doubt that Travis." She muttered her voice defensive

Days later, Alison sat at her desk in Travis's office, pouring over a stack of documents and contracts from Freedmen's. As the head of legal, it was her job to review and negotiate the terms of the conglomerate's business deals. She was determined to ensure that every contract was airtight, every clause carefully considered. As she worked, Travis sat across the room, his eyes fixed on her with a mixture of admiration and curiosity. He couldn't help but notice the way she bit her lip in concentration, the way her brow furrowed as she pored over the fine print. After what felt like hours, Alison finally finished reviewing the last contract. She let out a tired yawn, stretching her arms over her head as she arched her back. Travis, who had been working on his own projects, looked up and smiled. "You've done a great job, Alison," he said with a satisfactory smile. "I don't know what I'd do without you." Alison's face flushed with pleasure as she smiled back at him. "Thank you, Trav

Bruno was still sitting in his study, his conversation with Layla still playing through his mind as he wondered how to go about it, when Mrs. Francisco stormed in, her face a picture of fury. "What is the meaning of this, Bruno?" she thundered, slamming her hand on the desk. “What exactly is the meaning of what I've been hearing?” Bruno, looked up at her with a mixture of anger and frustration. "I don't know what you're talking about, Mother," he said, trying to sound calm. “I'm just as confused as you are.” Mrs. Francisco's eyes flashed with anger. "Don't play dumb with me, Bruno. I know all about the withdrawal. You're incapable of running this Empire. You've failed to do something as simple as take care of our conglomerate." She spat. “Do you even realize the impact this withdrawal will have on Cisco groups?... we'll go into bankruptcy with no way out.” Bruno sighed, he hadn't really thought about the effect although he was aware that it would be something grave. And now what?

Monday morning dawned bright and cheerful. To Alison, she had quite a cheerful weekend, one she didn't intend to come to an end anytime soon. She'd spent so much time with Travis over the weekend and had the most fun despite the drama that played out over the dinner. Alison walked into the office with a spring in her step, and a bold smile on her lips. She returned every greeting she got until she stepped into the elevator. “Good morning ma'am.” the receptionist greeted as she shifted deeper into the elevator. “Morning Joyce” she smiled back. “I hope you enjoyed your weekend.” Joyce nodded with a big smile. “You look good ma'am.” Alison's cheeks reddened in embarrassment. “Thanks. It has a pocket though.” “That’s amazing. Have a great day ma'am.” The receptionist said as soon as the elevator stopped, before she stepped out. “You too Joyce” Alison said, before the door went shut again. As she stepped out on her own floor, Alison didn't fail to notice Oscar seated in his own