All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Broken Secretary : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

~Nella~I couldn’t walk away—not now. I needed to hear what she had to say. So I stopped, raised an eyebrow, and fixed my gaze on her.“I love your guts,” Victoria said, rising from her seat.“Well, well,” Maya drawled, taking a slow step forward like some wicked mistress in a castle. “It does take guts to play the game.”“And what game did you pull this time?” I asked, my voice slicing through the tension.She stopped. Turned to me. And smiled—that dangerous, curling kind of smile that promised chaos.“Oh, Nella… poor you,” she said, her tone soaked in venom. “If you want to compete with me, you’re going to have to step up. And unapologetically, I will keep winning. Not that I’m going after your dogs—they’re the ones chasing me. I can’t help it.”She turned back to Victoria, her voice dipping into mock sincerity. “Anyway, I just came to let you know—you should start preparing to welcome me as your sister-in-law.”“Get out,” Victoria snapped.“Chill,” Maya said with a smirk. “I wasn’t

~Nella~I stormed out of the house before I could even think. I didn’t realize I was still wearing my fluffy bedroom slippers until I was already outside, halfway down the sidewalk, heart racing like a subway train about to derail. I had no purse, no jacket—just my phone clutched tightly in one hand. The last thing I remembered was blurting out to Mom that Roy had been in an accident.I flagged down the first yellow cab I saw, not even caring where it was headed. As soon as the hospital address came through on my phone, I shoved it at the driver.“Please—drive fast,” I said breathlessly.It was a private hospital—of course it was, Roy’s family owned it—and the moment I arrived, a security guard stopped me at the entrance. I told them I was Roy’s fiancée without even thinking. The words just slipped out of my mouth. Thank God one of the nurses seemed to recognize me and let me through.The emergency hallway was quiet—too quiet. I was told Roy was in surgery, but no one else was around.

~Nella~“Take it easy, babe,” a voice murmured beside me, low and familiar. “I’m sorry… your head might still be hurting.”That voice.It took a second to register—like hearing through thick fog. But when it did, the name slipped from my lips like breath escaping my lungs.“Gray…”I whispered it, unsure if I said it aloud or in my head.And just like that, the blackness swallowed me again.The next time I opened my eyes, the pain had dulled. The throbbing in my skull was gone, replaced by a deep unease that curled itself around my chest like cold smoke. My body felt lighter, more aware, and when I looked around—this time fully conscious—I knew I wasn’t anywhere familiar.The room was quiet. A heavy, almost intentional quiet. I sat up slowly, careful not to make too much noise as I peeled the blanket off. It was soft and warm, but that didn’t comfort me—it only made it more terrifying. Because someone had tucked me in. Someone had brought me here.The room itself was… stunning. Feminin

~Nella~I kept pleading, but it felt like my words were falling into a void—bouncing off deaf ears and fading into silence. My chest was tight with fear as I gave up and walked back into the room, shutting the door behind me. My hands trembled as I locked it, even though deep down I knew it wouldn’t keep him out.I was trapped.My heart thudded painfully in my chest. The windows offered no hope—too high up, too far down. The escape plan that once seemed bold now felt impossible. I paced, then sat, then stood again. I didn’t even notice when Gray came in to drop food on the side table. I didn’t eat. My stomach was sick with dread.Eventually, exhaustion won. I curled up in bed, fully clothed, my eyes red from crying, and at some point, I drifted off into a restless sleep.A touch woke me.Gentle, at first—but I jolted upright like lightning had struck through my spine.“What do you want?” I asked, my voice rough and dry.Gray was sitting at the edge of the bed. His expression was unrea

~Nella~Time slowed. My heart pounded so violently it hurt. I didn’t think — I just reacted. With every ounce of desperation and adrenaline rushing through my veins, I struck him below the belt. He let out a guttural cry, stumbling back in pain.But in that chaotic moment, his arm jerked, and the sharp blade in his hand sliced against the side of my neck.I gasped — not from the pain, but from the horror, the shock of what had just happened. Blood rushed out, warm and terrifying, and I lost balance. The stairs twisted before my eyes.Then—I was falling.Everything became a blur. I felt my body hit the steps, again and again, rolling helplessly down until the cold floor finally caught me. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t even scream.Then—Bang.A gunshot echoed like thunder.I blinked slowly, struggling to stay conscious. I saw Gray crumple to the ground, gripping his leg, the knife clattering beside him. Then there was Roy—rushing toward me.“Princess! Stay with me, stay with me—oh God—Ne