Semua Bab Hiding The Billionaire's Son After Divorce : Bab 61 - Bab 68

Valeria's POVI could not sleep that night. I tossed and turned in bed, restless. My research did not yield anything tangible. There was nothing I could hold on the principal or the boys either. Finally, I threw the duvets off my body and padded across the room to my study table where my laptop sat.When it booted, I navigated to Chrome and pulled up the Whitmore Prep website first. I clicked through to the staff directory until I found Mrs. Allen’s profile photo staring back at me with that same tight smile she had given me in her office.I logged out of Chrome and switched to a search engine that would let me dig deeper. I opened a new tab, typed her name into the search bar along with New York and started sifting through the results. Her private Facebook account popped up. I rubbed my hands with glee. There were a few public posts: photos of her at school events, others at what looked like charity galas. I found out that she was an upstanding member of New York’s charitable society

Valeria's POVFriday afternoon, I was waiting in the car outside Whitmore Prep when Elliot came running out. I excitedly stepped out of the car and scooped him up, my heart bursting with joy that for the first time he started this school, he was happy instead of sad.When I dropped him down, he faked a frown and crossed his arms. "Mommy, you shouldn't be scooping me up like that anymore. I'm not a baby."I knelt down to his height. "Hush now," I chided playfully. "You'll forever be my baby boy."His face lit up."Well, I can live with that." He chuckled and practically threw himself into the backseat, his backpack landing beside him with a thud."Mommy, you won't believe what happened today!"I started the car engine. "Tell me everything.""We had this huge assembly in the auditorium, everyone had to go, all the classes," he narrated, words tumbling out fast. "Then the principal brought out those three boys, the ones who were mean to me. They had to stand on the stage in front of ever

Isabella's POVWhen I'd gotten the call from Valeria asking if they could come, words hadn't been enough to describe how overjoyed I was. Though I knew Valeria wasn't lying when she'd promised she'd let me meet Elliot, I didn't think it would happen anytime soon so I tried not to get my hopes up but this was one of the best gifts I'd received in a long time. Ever since Luka told me about Elliot, I'd imagined meeting my grandson so many times but nothing my mind had conjured up could compare to the real deal.Everything needed to be perfect. Once again, I felt like an excited youngin, preparing to write an application letter to the university I'd always dreamed of. Heck, that still didn't compare to how nervous I felt. Before I realized it, I was already in such a frenzy, wanting to make sure everything was perfect before their arrival. Despite being a very clean and organized person, I still made sure everything was in order.Considering I'm an older woman living alone in a more res

Valeria's POV After Elliot had his ice cream, we all settled into a warm conversation. The conversation moved from the dining table to the living room, Elliot sprawled on the floor with his tablet while the adults drank coffee and munched on cookies."Remember that summer we tried to build a treehouse in your backyard?" Luka asked suddenly, his eyes twinkling with laughter.I couldn't help but smile at the memory. "Your mom nearly had a heart attack when she found us twenty feet up the tree.""Twenty feet is generous," Isabella interjected from her armchair. "You were maybe ten feet up at best, but it felt like twenty when I saw you two dangling there.""We thought we were so clever," I continued. "We spent weeks planning it, and drawing blueprints like actual architects.""The blueprints were your idea," Luka reminded me, leaning back against the couch. "You insisted we needed proper measurements, proper angles, all that technical stuff."I laughed. "You just wanted to nail random b