Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Billionaire's Deal : Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

Elizabeth’s Point of View "Good morning." Richard’s voice cut through, as I forced my eyes open. My whole body ached, my head pounded, and the moment I was fully awake, last night came crashing down on me. My fingers clenched the blanket, and I quickly pulled it over myself, as if that would somehow shield me from reality. "Did you sleep well?" Richard asked, sounding unusually… chirpy? Did I sleep well? I asked myself the same question. How could I, after what he had said? After he had whispered her name. My chest tightened, my heart sinking lower into the pit of my stomach. "I made you breakfast." Richard smiled as he placed a tray on the bed table, looking way too pleased with himself. I stared at the meal, my stomach twisting. Breakfast in bed—he had told me about having breakfast in bed with her. He really just wanted me to be her. I clenched the blanket tighter, my eyes shifting from the tray to him. "I’m not hungry," I muttered, struggling to keep my voice steady.

Elizabeth's point of view; "What!" We exclaimed getting to our feet and rushing to the hallway where the commotion was going on. There people gathered, whispering among themselves. I was still trying to process what was happening when I heard my name. "Elizabeth," Sabrina’s voice was hushed as she walked up to me. I swallowed hard. "Ma'am?" "You were the last person to see Mr. William in his office," she said, her voice low but firm. "What happened?" My heart pounded in my chest. "I—I don’t know," I stammered, shaking my head. "I just heard that he collapsed. Is he okay?" And Sabrina sighed running a hand through her hair, "no one knows yet" she said looking through the window where and ambulance and police van stood. Her words were followed by a eerie silence which was interrupted by the sharp ding of the elevatorAll eyes turned as the doors slid open. Beatrice stepped out, her gaze locking onto me."You!" she yelled. "You were the last person to see Mr. William al

Elizabeth's Point of View: A week had passed, yet I hadn’t heard a word about the accusations against me—not even from the usual gossipmongers in the office. The silence was unsettling, but I liked it. I had considered using Mr. William’s absence as an opportunity to leave the office for good, but it turned out to be impossible. The place was in complete chaos. Mr. William had been an underestimated glue holding everything together. With him gone, the director of accounting was made acting CEO, and the man was a menace. In no time, he managed to frustrate everyone. Many employees were already considering resignation. He canceled lunch breaks, made the company restaurant start charging us for meals, and, to make things worse, refused to acknowledge my leave request, claiming I had to reapply under the new administration. What a jerk. "You know we can sue him, right?" James whispered, his eyes darting toward the security cameras as he spoke. "Sue the whole company and get a set

Elizabeth’s Point of View:The next day:“I am just going to tell her that he refused,” I thought to myself, rehearsing what I was going to say to Sabrina if she asked whether I spoke to Richard. I wasn’t going to give in to his demand. There was no way I was going through that rabbit hole again.I walked into the office, about to drop my bag and head to Sabrina’s when I met James by the door.“Good, you’re here. I was waiting for you,” James said with a tired smile on his face.“Me? Why?” I asked, frowning slightly.“I’m sure you haven’t read your email,” James replied, already knowing me too well, I hardly when through my emails. “Mr. Eric wants our department to meet him at the conference hall.”“Oh! Not again,” I sighed, walking behind James as he led the way. The last time we had a meeting like that, Eric canceled our free lunch. I could only imagine what he was canceling this time.We walked into the conference hall to find it packed. All the members of our department in one p

Elizabeth’s Point of View:I walked down to the lobby to find Richard seated, his eyes locked on the elevator, waiting.The moment he saw me, his face lit up with a smile.“There you are, my love. I have been waiting,” Richard said, already rising to his feet and walking toward me, his hand extended like we were in some kind of romantic relationship.I blinked as he approached. I instinctively took a step back.“Sir,” I stuttered, lowering my voice as my eyes quickly scanned the room. A few colleagues were walking by, and the receptionist hadn’t stopped staring since I stepped out of the elevator.The last thing I needed was another scandal.I had barely survived the mess with his father, and I wasn’t about to get dragged into another headline—not with Richard.“Please,” I said through clenched teeth, smacking his hand away as casually as I could. “Can you stop this?”Richard smirked, completely unfazed, his eyes tracing my face like he was enjoying this a little too much.“What?” he