Semua Bab The Twin's Secret: A Billionaire's Tempting Proposal: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Oliver's POV The office was quiet, but my mind was anything but. I sat at my desk, hands frozen over the keyboard, eyes locked on the blank screen. I couldn’t stop the flashbacks—Daphne's soft whispers, the warmth of her skin, the way she looked at me like I was more than the mess I’d become.It had been years since I felt anything like that. Daisy and I... we hadn’t been intimate since the twins were born. She pulled away, emotionally and physically. We became strangers under the same roof—co-parents, not lovers. And when I tried to reach for her, she shut down. Said she was tired, busy, overwhelmed. I stopped asking eventually.That’s when Evelyn happened.It started two years ago. I met her at a charity gala. She was part of the event’s planning team, working the room in a silk green dress that clung to her like a second skin. Her laugh caught my attention first; unapologetically bold, like someone who had nothing to prove. We got talking. Then we got drinking. And before the nigh

*Daphne's POV*Jade and I sat in the sunlit lounge, the large windows casting golden rectangles across the tiled floor. The air was thick with the scent of fresh jasmine from the vase Brittany had placed earlier. My notebook rested on my lap, already filled with scribbles from our earlier conversation about the ballet theatre. But it was clear we had barely scratched the surface."Alright, let’s get into the core of it," Jade said, crossing her legs and leaning in like a coach about to prep her athlete. "Being Daisy isn't just about mimicking her handwriting or remembering her favorite wine. It’s about carrying her legacy without raising suspicion. That starts with how you behave in the office."I nodded slowly. My pen hovered above the page."First off," Jade began, counting off on her fingers, "how you enter a room. Daisy never slouched, never looked unsure. Shoulders back, chin up, calm but commanding. You don't need to be loud. You just need to act like the room already respects y

Daphne's POVThe moment my eyes fluttered open and I saw the faint glow of dawn slipping through the blinds, my heart sank and rose at the same time. It was 5:02 a.m. Monday. The day I’d dreaded and prepared for over the past week. Today, I would officially step into Daisy’s world—not just at home, but at the heart of her legacy: the Symphonic Ballet Theatre.I lay there for a while, staring at the ceiling. My fingers trembled slightly as I clasped them together for a quick prayer."Dear God, please help me. Let me not make any mistakes. Let everything go smoothly today. I’m scared, but I trust that somehow, you’ll guide me. Amen."Just as I finished praying, my phone rang. It was Jade."Good morning," I said, my voice still raspy from sleep."Morning, Daphne. I’m coming over by 7:30 so we can leave together," Jade said briskly. "Don’t be nervous, okay? You’ve been doing great so far. We’re in this together."I thanked her and dropped the call, then pressed the intercom button beside

Daphne's POV By the time the clock ticked past noon, I had started to feel like a real professional—sitting behind the massive oak desk that once belonged to Daisy, reading through emails, and occasionally scribbling notes on a notepad. Jade was sitting beside me, her fingers dancing over her tablet as she explained the protocols for replying to the board and how to filter which messages were priority.I was still trying to grasp how Daisy managed all this effortlessly. From contracts to charity correspondence to internal ballet schedules—it was a whirlwind. But Jade made it easier. Patient, sharp, and endlessly organized."There’s a board meeting by 2 p.m.," she said after glancing at the time. “We’ll be going over the final prep for the ballet event. It’s our biggest for the season, and everyone’s expecting you to lead with strength.”My eyes widened slightly. “Lead? I thought I’d just be... observing.”Jade gave me a kind but firm look. “No. They’ll expect you to contribute. Mayb

Daphne's POV I got home from the office and went straight to my room, still feeling the pressure of the day. It had been a lot—pretending, learning, acting like someone I was not. But at least I pulled through. As soon as I dropped my bag, I flopped onto the bed and let out a tired sigh.A few minutes later, Brittany came in, all smiles. "So? How did it go today?" she asked, standing with her hands on her hips."Surprisingly good," I said, sitting up. "It was scary at first, but everyone welcomed me. No one suspected anything.""Told you you’d be fine," she said, already heading to the bathroom. "Let me get your bath ready. You deserve it."The warm water felt like heaven on my skin. I soaked in it for a while, trying to ease the tension in my shoulders. Afterward, I had a light meal in my room—just toast and tea. I was about to crawl into bed when my phone rang.It was Oliver."Come to my room," he said. "We need to talk."I felt a flutter in my chest. I hadn’t been alone with him s