Lahat ng Kabanata ng Dating My Boyfriend's Uncle : Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

Chapter 72: A Shocking RevelationLiam arrived at his mother’s estate, the familiar grand mansion standing tall against the morning sky. He hadn’t been here in months, avoiding unnecessary family drama as much as possible. However, after last night’s call, he knew he couldn’t ignore his mother forever.As he stepped inside, the scent of freshly brewed coffee and warm croissants filled the air. His mother, Eleanor, sat at the dining table, gracefully sipping her tea, while his grandmother, Beatrice, flipped through a newspaper.Eleanor looked up and smiled. “Liam, you came.”He sighed, taking a seat. “You asked me to.”“Join us for breakfast,” she said, pushing a plate of food toward him.Liam hesitated for a moment but eventually picked up his fork. He wasn’t particularly hungry, but if this was a way to get the conversation going, so be it.His grandmother eyed him over her glasses. “You look tired.”“I’m fine,” he muttered.Eleanor set her cup down, looking at him intently. “Liam, I

Chapter 74: Unfamiliar Faces and Unspoken TensionsChelsea sighed as she unlocked the front door to her apartment, exhaustion weighing down her shoulders. It had been a long day at work, and while she had expected to see Liam at the office, he hadn’t shown up. She knew why,he needed time to process what his mother had told him about his father.Dropping her bag onto the couch, she kicked off her heels and stretched, rolling the tension from her shoulders. The silence in the apartment felt strange. Usually, Reese was home by now, but the place was eerily empty.Where could she be?Shrugging, Chelsea made her way to the bedroom to freshen up. She changed into comfortable lounge wear, tying her hair up in a messy bun before heading to the kitchen. As she started gathering ingredients for dinner, the distant hum of an approaching car caught her attention.She hesitated, then walked toward the window, peeking through the curtains. A sleek black car had pulled up outside, and stepping out o

Chapter 76: A Change of HeartReese paced back and forth in her bedroom, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. Every few minutes, she would sigh, glance at her phone, then shake her head as if shaking away whatever thought had taken hold of her.Chelsea, who had been lounging on Reese’s bed, watched with growing amusement. "You know, for someone who claims she wants nothing to do with Gerald, you sure look like someone going through a crisis over him."Reese stopped in her tracks, narrowing her eyes. "I am not having a crisis."Chelsea raised an eyebrow. "No? Then why are you acting like a lovesick teenager?"Reese huffed, running a hand through her hair. "I just... I don’t know, okay? He keeps appearing in my life, and now he’s leaving. It’s just... weird."Chelsea smirked. "Weird? Or something else?"Reese shot her a glare before flopping onto the bed. "You're impossible."After a few moments of silence, Reese finally admitted, "Gerald is leaving tonight."Chelsea’s expression so

Chapter 78: A Woman’s Instinct The sound of heels clicking against marble echoed through the hallway as Chelsea and Liam exited the office hand in hand. Their fingers were tightly entwined, and the soft smile on Liam’s lips said it all,he wasn’t just leaving work, he was leaving with the woman who currently held his heart. As they approached the elevator, Chelsea pressed the button and leaned slightly into his arm, stealing a glance at him. He looked relaxed for once—something rare since his return. She smiled to herself, savoring the small victory of having his attention, even for a few hours. But the peace shattered when Valerie’s sharp voice rang through the corridor. “Mr. Hemsworth!” she called, jogging toward them in her nude heels, a thick manila file in her hand. “I have some documents that urgently require your signature.” Liam turned slightly, his expression slipping into one of impatience. “Valerie, not now. I need to leave. You can handle it tomorrow.” She steppe

Chapter 80: Breaking PointAdams Hemsworth sat behind his mahogany desk, fingers pressed into his temples, the screen in front of him displaying red numbers and a slowly plummeting stock chart. He didn’t need the charts to tell him what he already knew—things weren’t looking good.The door creaked open, and his mother, Marina, entered, elegant as always, dressed in a deep violet suit and dripping with quiet power.He barely looked up. “If you’re here to remind me that I’ve messed up, save it. I’m not in the mood.”“I’m not here to remind you of anything,” she replied smoothly, shutting the door behind her. “I came because I received a call. Liam is coming.”Adams sat upright immediately, eyes narrowing. “What?”“You heard me,” Marina said, walking closer, her heels clicking softly against the marble. “Liam is returning. He’ll be in the country today or tomorrow.”Adams clenched his jaw. “How do you know that?”She gave him a cryptic smile. “I have my ways.”Adams stood from his chair