All Chapters of Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Skylar I woke up feeling lighter than I had in days. There was no weight on my chest, no storm in my heart. Just quiet. A calm sort of quiet I hadn’t felt in a while.Yesterday, Cole and I finally sat down and talked—really talked. About Amelia. About the whole mess. About the conflict that had been growing between us and the arrangement he had made in the house without discussing it with me first.He opened up and told me everything. How the doctor had advised him to send Amelia to a psychiatric facility. How he couldn’t bring himself to do it. Not because he wanted her around, but because something in him still felt responsible for her.And I saw it clearly for the first time—he cared about Amelia, yes. But not in the way people whispered about. Not in the way I feared. His care wasn’t romantic or even emotional in that sense. It was the kind of care you have for someone who once mattered but now simply needs help. It was more like the burden of someone who didn’t know how to walk

ColeI sat at the head of the long glass table, looking at the two people seated across from me—Mr. and Mrs. Langston. Their last name was well known in the real estate world, and now they were planning to make a huge investment in my company.Mr. Langston leaned forward with a warm smile. “Cole, your numbers speak for themselves. Growth. Vision. Stability. That’s what we see in this company.”Beside him, his wife, Eleanor, nodded gently. “And passion,” she added. “You have passion, and we believe in that.”I gave a polite smile and nodded. “Thank you. That means a lot coming from the both of you. We work hard, and we still have a long way to go.”“We know,” Mr. Langston said. “And we want to be part of that journey.”We talked a bit more—details about shares, plans, and timelines. I kept my answers clear and steady, but inside, I was honestly impressed by how sharp and focused the Langstons were. Even though they were older—probably in their seventies—they were sharp-minded and still

Cole It was already dark when I stepped into the house, but I couldn’t stop the big smile on my face. I was late today because I went to pick up the teardrop necklace. The designer had finally finished it. When I first laid eyes on the necklace, I was completely amazed. The black gem in the middle wasn’t just beautiful—it was unique. It had this deep, rich glow, almost like the midnight sky when the moon hides behind the clouds. The way the light bounced off it made it look like little stars were trapped inside. Everything about it screamed rare and special.I even took the extra jewelry set the designer had made from the necklace scraps. They looked nice and shiny, and though I didn’t know who to give them to yet. All I knew right now was that I couldn’t wait to see Skylar’s beautiful, happy smile. But I didn’t expect the first thing I would hear when I got home to be yelling.“If you ever try something like this again, you’ll be packing your things and leaving the next second!” S

AmeliaI smiled smugly the moment Skylar’s face changed. Oh, this was exactly what I wanted. I had been waiting for this reaction from her, and now that it finally happened, it felt so good. I could almost taste her shock and confusion in the air. But I quickly hid my satisfaction. I had to play my part well."Oh," I gasped suddenly, pretending to act surprised. I moved closer to Skylar and gently touched her necklace, letting my fingers brush over the shiny teardrop gem. “Skylar… this necklace… it looks a lot like my jewelry set.”I took a small step back, making sure my face showed fake curiosity. I opened my eyes wide and tilted my head slightly, adding, “I just realized my set doesn’t have a necklace. Could it be…”Skylar didn’t even let me finish. Her eyes turned cold, and in a split second, she smacked my hand away. I didn’t even feel offended. I watched as she stormed out of my room, not even bothering to say a word. She left so quickly, like her whole world had just crashed. I

ColeMy eyes widened in shock as I stared at Skylar. My mind couldn’t process what I was seeing. Slowly, I turned to look at her, hoping for some kind of explanation, anything to make sense of this mess.She was still standing at the entrance of the room. Her arms were crossed, her face calm, as if she wasn’t bothered at all by what we just found."Skylar," I said, my voice lower than usual, "what is the meaning of this?"Skylar suddenly clapped her hands together, a mocking chuckle escaping her lips. It wasn’t the laugh of someone feeling guilty. It was the laugh of someone who had enough."Wow," she said with a bitter smile, "what a spectacular show. Amelia, you really outdid herself with this performance."I blinked, confused, still trying to understand when Amelia stepped forward. Her face looked so sad, her eyes watery like she was about to cry again any second. Her voice came out soft and wounded. "Skylar… why did you do this? Why did you take my jewelry set… and break it like