All Chapters of LOST IN THE BILLIONAIRE'S SCANDAL: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The day had been quiet. Too quiet. The kind of silence that is not peaceful but more like a warning, like the air being locked breathless before a storm. I tried to anchor myself in the ordinary, Lee's crayons on the living room floor, her tiny hands struggling to stay inside the lines of her picture. Sami’s voice traveled down the hallway, a happy, high pitched giggle that should have eased me. These were the sounds of normal life but nothing inside me felt safe. My mind was restless, pacing in circles, waiting for the next thing to drop.It came in the middle of the afternoon.My phone rang on the coffee table. I didn't think anything of it initially, maybe a call from Adam who had stepped out for tea, maybe something trivial and meaningless. But when I reached for it, the message on the screen left me breathless.You can't keep her away from me forever. She needs to know the truth.I blinked. My hands trembled so violently the phone almost slipped from my fingers. My lungs felt thi

Maya's PovI was just about to close the curtains when I caught it. A shadowy figure standing across the street, perfectly still, like he had been waiting. Before I could stop myself, I whispered. “Adam… there's a man outside and he's staring.”Adam moved fast, his steps heavy but controlled, like a man who had been expecting this moment all along. He came to the window beside me, his hand brushing mine as he pushed the curtain back just enough to see. His body stiffened instantly. Across the street, under the weak glow of a streetlamp, a man stood staring at the house. He did not move, just stared intently at the house.I felt the air leave my lungs. It was him... I knew it even before Adam even said a word. Adam reached up and yanked the curtain shut, his voice low and steady but hard as steel. “Take the kids to the bedroom now!”“But…”“Please, Maya, don't argue. Just do it quietly.”“Adam…” My voice cracked, but the look in his eyes silenced me. He wasn’t asking, he was commandin

Adam’s PovThe moment I walked right through that door and stepped into the kitchen, the air whispered to me that something was wrong. Maya stood by the counter, her face pale and her hands trembling as she clutched a folded piece of paper tightly. The kitchen light above her shone brightly, casting her shadow on the wall like a fragile shadow of a woman caught between fear and exhaustion.She raised her head and looked at me, looking like she had been waiting for me to appear. As if I was the only thing keeping her awake or alive. Without speaking, she stretched out her hand and held out a piece of paper. I took it, jaw tightening even before my eyes fell on the words.“You can’t hide her forever.”The handwriting was ugly and rushed, and yet deliberate enough to make my blood run cold. My breath became slower and deeper. My fury sharp, but controlled. This one was fuelled by purpose. I folded the letter once and set it on the counter, as if putting it down would keep Maya from seei

Adam’s POVI have replayed the video so many times that my eyes blur, but still I keep watching. Each time it hurts more than the last. Lena’s face, tilted toward him, her lips moving in quiet conversation with his face set in the shadows. It isn’t just a chance encounter, I can feel it. The way she leaned in, the way he paid rapt attention, it was as if they had done this before. Like they were good friends. The first time I watched it, rage swallowed me whole. Now, hours later, the rage simmered lower, tighter and more dangerous. I felt fury in its rawest form, loud, wild and destructive. But controlled fury is far deadlier and I am in control. I copied the video to a small USB drive and slip it into the lining of my jacket. I made another copy and uploaded it to cloud, encrypted under a code no one could guess but me. Then another on an old external drive I haven’t touched in years. If something happens to me, I want no one to erase this proof. If they bury me tomorrow, I need

Chapter 70 Adam’s POVI didn’t sleep. Only my body had been in bed because the whole time, my mind was still behind the wheel, watching those headlights following me. I saw them every time I closed my eyes. Carefully following and almost going innoticed. And when the day broke, I got up before my alarm. My head felt heavy, like I had been having drinks the whole night. I washed my face, put on a shirt, and walked out of the room without looking at Maya. I knew if she stirred and happened to see my eyes, she would ask. And if she asked, I would have to lie.Quietly closing the door behind me, I went for an early morning walk in the garden.Later that morning, the house was quiet except for the sound of spoons clinking against bowls. Maya had set breakfast on the table, and Lee was eating slowly, pushing her cereal around. Sami was talking about something on TV, but no one was listening. Maya smiled when her eyes fell on mine, but that smile looked borrowed and distant “Morning,” she