บททั้งหมดของ The return of the billionaire heiress.: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

LEAHFrancis stayed with me for the rest of the day, and I was grateful for that. I sat in the kitchen while he dished the food he had ordered. I couldn't help but constantly look over my shoulder, just in case.“Did you lock the door after the police left?” I asked,He sighed, “yes, I did. There are also five men standing at different points of this house. At our gate, there are more security men. You have nothing to worry about.”“Yeah, you're right,” I tried to gaslight myself into believing it, “you're right. I'm safe.”He held my eyes, “you are.” He reinforced.I took a deep bite of my meal. The doorbell rang, and I almost jumped off my seat.“It's probably the dress I ordered,” Francis said out loud, trying to soothe me. He wiped his hands with a towel, and went for the door. I remained in the kitchen, listening as he spoke to the stranger there.“If you could sign, sir.” The stranger said,A few seconds later, I heard a “thank you,” and the door was shut. Footsteps later, Fra

LEAHI received the papers tentatively from her. “You couldn't wait till tomorrow to serve me the papers?” I questioned,“It was an emergent situation, and I was ordered to deliver it before midnight.” She replied,I waved her off, and she walked away.As I scanned the papers, I realized that he had indeed filed a restraining order with proof of me stalking, and being abusive towards him.“This is bullshit,” I cursed, passing the paper to Francis.He scanned through it, took pictures of it, and handed it to Drew.Drew didn't spend so much as five seconds on it before he handed it over to Mr Phlux. “Is there any way we can combat this?” He asked,“I'll have to go over it. Give me a minute.”I watched as Mr Phlux read through the papers, “He's trying to make you seem like a lunatic,” he said folding the papers.“What the actual fuck? I am not the one who showed up at his house threatening to beat him to pulp.” I defended myself,“According to this, he said you stalked him to a restaura

LEAHShe kept on talking.It was never ending. I turned to look at Drew, but he had a mischievous smile on his face.I watched as she pulled her husband, with her free hand, “honey, don't you think they look good together?” She asked,The man eyed me then he silently nodded,“I think so too. Drew’s a much better option than the other guy. He was such a people pleaser.”I laughed, “thank you, ma'am, but we're not together.” I finally got the chance to correct her,I watched as she gasped loudly. Her hands covered her mouth. “Oh, my big mouth always get me in trouble. Darling, when I saw him holding your hand-”“It's alright, it was a mistake,” I tried to sooth her.“It was. You know, back in my day, whenever a man and woman held hands and walked in such proximity, it was a silent indication that he had claimed her,” she started to rattle, “when I saw you both, I forgot that we were no more in my prime, and we are now in yours, where this is normal. I'm sorry, darling.”“It's alright.”

LEAHHaving those two at the house made me appreciate the current silence more. I stretched my feet on the table, embracing the serenity that came with the silence. The television played in the background, but I was lost in a train of thoughts. I couldn't wait for the day I would be able to lay my hands on that godforsaken bastard that claimed to be my husband. I occasionally thought about our plan, trying to find faults. I hadn't realized how hard it would be, trying to get the votes of the board. I had automatically assumed my uncles would give me their votes, alongside the Mountains, but what if they refused? I was only certain of two votes. It wasn't news that my uncles hated me to their bones, but would they really let a stranger take what one of us could?Surely, they had to just think that it would be easier to take the properties from me, than Lucas. Moreover, with me, the properties were still in the Irving's name, and they stood more chances at that.I sighed. And then C

LEAH.“This fucking tie!” I grunted, slamming the tie on the ground.Nothing was working for me this morning. I picked the tie up, and threw it into the bin. Fuck it.I hissed as I walked back to the mirror. I was in a milk tailored suit, and black Prada heels. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I had gotten my hair styled last night. My cheek bones were high, and I had dabbed red lipstick on, brightening the shade of red my lips already were.There was no need to panic. Today would go well.I let out the breath I had piled up within me.As I remained still, I recalled what had happened at that dinner with Lucas. He had ensured to make a mockery of me, using every chance to show them I was an incompetent wife. His snobby back handed jokes didn't go unnoticed.I couldn't wait to see the look of surprise on his face when he would see me.I walked out of the room. As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I came across Francis. He was equally dressed, and on his phone. I heard him la