All Chapters of Marrying The Billionaire Who Healed Me: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Eunice’s POVThe dream happened the night after the burial, and even now, in the light of morning, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. It clung to me like a shadow.Why did Tyler call me a murderer in my sleep?Was I truly a murderer? Had I killed him in some way, even if I never held a gun or a knife? The thought circled in my head like a vulture. It refused to leave.Still, life waited for no one.I was already completely dressed up by my makeup artists. Today was a brand new day. Many insisted I should rest, that I deserved more time to grieve. They said my companies were in capable hands, that I should take a break and breathe. But I wasn’t ready for rest. Not yet.Why?Because Gabriel was still on my back. He believed, deeply and stubbornly, that I had tried to cheat him. And with this heavy accusation hanging over us, I knew I needed to take immediate action.This brother who had suddenly appeared, this man who thought I had tried to rob him of what was rightfully his—we were sup

Adrian’s POVWe arrived at the Maison building, a tall structure that exuded prestige and power. Without hesitation, we stepped right through the grand entrance, my head held high.Ordinarily, any business owner seeking a partnership would have informed the conglomerate beforehand. They would’ve sent proposals, waited patiently for a response, and maybe even scheduled a meeting weeks in advance. That’s how most people did business—by the book. But I wasn’t like most people. That was never my way.As I stood by the door, I found myself pausing—just for a second. A memory washed over me. The younger version of me. The one who had nothing but grit and hunger. The boy who once sold candy on street corners just to buy his next meal. The boy who dreamed of making something of himself.I had not been born with a silver spoon in my mouth. Nothing was handed to me. Everything I have today, I fought for. I carved my way through rejection, failure, and doubt. I worked my ass off for it. And toda

Adrian’s POVWe stepped out of CEO Anderson’s office, walking just behind him as he led us down the hallway. This time, instead of the elevator we used earlier, he took us to a different one—positioned on the opposite side of the floor.This elevator was larger, more spacious, and noticeably more refined. No surprise there. We were about to meet the President of Maison Vivre. I suppose it made sense that even the elevator leading to her floor would reflect her status.Anderson pressed a button labeled “70.” The elevator gave a soft ding before beginning its silent ascent.As we rose, the air in the elevator somehow felt heavier—like it knew we were going somewhere important. I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the polished metal walls and straightened my jacket instinctively.When we arrived at the 70th floor, the difference was immediate and almost breathtaking. The atmosphere changed. The lighting was softer, more ambient.This was not the clinical, professional feel of Anderson’

Adrian’s POVMy phone buzzed immediately as I clicked the withdrawal button.In that moment, my eyes drifted to Eunice. Her reaction was instant; her eyes widened in disbelief, almost like she had seen a ghost. But she wasn’t the only one.CEO Anderson’s face mirrored the same look of panic. He didn’t even blink. The color drained from his cheeks as he stared blankly at the screen in front of him. Just like Eunice, he looked shocked. Frozen. But neither of them had said anything yet.I slid my hand into my pocket, pulled out my phone, and placed it deliberately on the table.“I just made a withdrawal from your company to one of my personal bank accounts,” I said, my voice steady. “Right now, we’re going to verify if this is real.”I pushed the phone toward CEO Anderson, not too aggressively, but with firm intent. Tossing it to Eunice first would’ve seemed disrespectful. Her status demanded a certain level of courtesy, and I wasn't about to risk undermining her in her own office.Anders

Gabriel’s POVI walked into the majestic house, unsure of what to expect but immediately struck by the sheer grandeur that greeted me.The mansion stood tall at the very tip of the road, easily towering over every other building in the neighborhood. Its intimidating size and bold architecture made it impossible to ignore. Parked gracefully in the driveway was an SUV so large and polished, it looked like something out of a luxury magazine. I had seen a lot of cars, but this one was something else entirely.The moment I stepped inside, my breath caught. The interior of the building was beyond luxurious. The marble floors gleamed, the chandeliers sparkled like stars, and the walls carried textures and finishing that whispered nothing but wealth. I had never seen anything like it in my entire life. This was wealth redefined.“This is your new home, sir. I have made sure to keep it intact until your arrival,” Junior said, bowing slightly as he addressed me.His words hit me like a gentle s