All Chapters of Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire : Chapter 291 - Chapter 300

AmeliaThe jingle of the policewomen’s keys filled the hallway as I was led on both sides by them. I tried to keep my head up, but inside, my chest felt tight.From the cells on either side came the usual laughter and jeers from the prisoners.“Hey, doll face!” one female inmate shouted. "Are you going to leave us today?"Another whistled low, followed by laughter that made my stomach twist.The policewomen made no move to stop them and guided me through another metal door, toward the visiting area.The air was cooler here, calmer, but no less suffocating. My eyes scanned the room quickly, and then they landed on him.Cole.He was sitting there already, waiting. His eyes were on me the moment I entered, and his expression was cold and unreadable.I froze in place. For a heartbeat, I thought about just turning back. Returning to the cell would almost be easier than facing him after everything that had happene

Celeste The air in the house felt heavy this morning. Everywhere was just too silent that one would even think our family was mourning or something. But that was because the day had finally come. I had prayed for time to slow down, but now the moment was here. The police were already waiting downstairs, ready to take me away. My parents had tried to stall, I knew they had. They had done everything they could to delay this day. But time does not stop, no matter how much you wish it would. My hands shook as I touched the door handle of my room. My heart pounded in my chest, each beat reminding me that I was not waking from a nightmare… this was real. When I finally opened the door, I saw Mother standing right outside. “Mother,” I whispered softly. She turned to me, and the sight of her nearly broke me. Her eyes were swollen and red, proof that she had been crying for

Skylar The door slowly opened. “Skylar!” Jason came in, followed by Mr. and Mrs. Rothem. Cole slowly withdrew his touch and leaned back in his chair. Mrs. Rothem hurried forward and didn’t waste a second before she sat beside me, reaching for my hands. Her palms were warm, her touch so gentle that for a second, I thought I must be dreaming. “Oh, Skylar, how are you? Are you hurt badly? Do you feel pain anywhere?” Her voice trembled as she searched my face with worried eyes. “I…” My voice stuck in my throat. Before I could answer, she leaned forward and pulled me into her arms. I froze, stiff as stone, as she hugged me close. “I’ve been so worried about you, my dear. You have no idea how frightened I was when I heard what happened.” My arms hovered awkwardly in the air before I finally let them fall against her back. Was Mrs. Rothem… hugging me?

ColeI stared at Skylar in shock.Uncle Adams?Before I could say anything, Skylar quickly shook her head, almost like she regretted saying it.“M-maybe I’m wrong,” she stammered, her eyes wide and nervous. “Maybe it was a coincidence or something. I mean… I’m not trying to assume anything that…”“Skylar.” My voice came out sharper than I intended, and she flinched. I forced myself to take a deep breath and lowered my tone. “Are you really certain you saw the diamond-shaped number on the man who almost shot you?”Her lips trembled. She hesitated a little before she finally nodded. “Yes. When I saw the guard’s tattoo, the memory just… came back to me. I remember vividly… I even thought it represented the number of people the man had killed, and I was so scared that I was going to be his next victim.”I froze, staring at her again because I knew about those tattoos quite well.Those numbers weren’t random. I knew

ColeOne week later…“Mr. Al Mansoor, I assure you that everything is under control. The rumors flying around are nothing but baseless lies. I can promise you that.”On my screen, Mr. Rashid Al Mansoor’s face didn’t look as convinced as I hoped. He was one of the company's biggest foreign investors, known across countries for being wise, careful, and never one to act on impulse. His sharp dark eyes studied me like he was searching for cracks in my voice.“Cole,” he finally said, “the rumor is already everywhere. They say your company is losing its footing. That you mismanaged the partnership funds and that the collapse is only a matter of time. If such words reach my ears all the way in Dubai, you can imagine what the other investors are already thinking.”I kept my voice even though my chest tightened. “I can assure you, none of that is true. Not a single cent has been mismanaged. The reports flying around have no evidence because they a