All Chapters of Marrying The Billionaire Who Healed Me: Chapter 161 - Chapter 165

Sonya’s POVI didn’t head straight to the office like everyone else did after work. Instead, I hid in the corner of the corridor until the last echo of footsteps disappeared down the stairwell. The lights dimmed into the after-hours setting, casting long shadows across the marbled floor.Now, the building belonged to silence and me.President Eunice's office was at the topmost floor of the building. To get there using the staircase was like a woman climbing Mount Everest barefoot and exhausted.If I counted right, I had already climbed like forty staircases, and looking up, it felt like I still had a thousand more to go. My thighs screamed, my breathing was shallow, and my chest thudded with each step like it was begging me to turn back.This was too much for someone like me. A mother, a wife, and now, apparently, a secret intruder.If not for my poor life choices, there was no way Gabriel would have sent me on this delicate errand in the first place. If I had lived clean, if I hadn’t

Eunice’s POVAdrian held my hand like a couple deeply in love, his grip both gentle and sure, guiding me through the private hallway that led to the helipad. The sleek body of the helicopter shimmered beneath the morning sun like a polished jewel waiting to take flight.Julie had driven the car to park it safely in the designated area for vehicles. She didn’t need to follow us beyond that point, and even if she wanted to, she knew better. She wouldn’t have come near the helicopter where Adrian was taking me to.Not because of animosity or exclusion. But because of something much deeper, understanding. She knew her place, not just as my personal assistant, but as someone who cared about me. As a friend. She understood that this was a date, a rare escape from the pressures of life, and like Adrian’s own assistant who had stepped aside earlier, she was giving us the privacy we needed.I stepped onto the helicopter right after him, the thrill already racing through my veins.This wasn’t m

Sonya’s POVIn my experience, especially the one I've gathered from watching movies, I've come to understand one thing: when people have something deeply important to them, they usually keep it close. On their body. Hidden in plain sight.Since the moment I arrived at Maison Vivre Eerie Lake, not a single day passed without me seeing President Eunice wearing that tiny necklace. It was always there, no matter what else she had on. If she wore pearls, a gold chain, or even no other jewelry at all, that necklace remained constant, clinging to her like a secret no one could reach.And now, suddenly, it was beginning to make sense.“Could she possibly…” I whispered internally, my eyes fixated on that necklace like it held the answer to everything.If that necklace was a storage device for the information Gabriel was looking for, how could something so small hold anything important?Or maybe it didn’t?Still, it was as small as a grain of sandstone, almost vanishing into her skin. You would