All Chapters of The Billionaire's Secret: A Nasty Web of Lies: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The drive back to the house seemed longer than when they'd come, but that wasn't what bothered Lena as the woman's voice from child protection rang in her ears."What do you mean?" Cecil had asked with a deep frown."It says he died twenty-two hours after he was brought in because of the way he was born, and some other complications." Lena felt a sharp pain in her chest, like a physical blow, and she almost physically felt blood shoot up to her throat.'It's not possible!' her mind screamed as she unconsciously stumbled backwards, her knees almost giving out."Please, check again." Lena said, trying to get a grip on herself and convincing herself that the lady had gone mad. "It can't be my Aaron." The woman just stared straight into Lena's eyes and shook her head, her eyes filled with sympathy. "I'm sorry, ma'am." She said quietly."Are you sure of what you're saying?" Cecil asked, but the woman nodded, confirming what she'd just said. Lena turned away, her sight beginning to blur,

With the corner of her eye, Lena stole glances at Thane as he typed away on the screen in front of him, while she laid the duvet smoothly over his bed.Apparently, she still did chores around his room, only that there were now extra jobs, and she did them all while wearing fancy outfits Cecil had gotten her. "What is that?" Thane suddenly said, jolting Lena out of her thoughts as she turned to him. "What?" She asked quietly, standing straight with her hands clasped in front of her.Thane just raised an eyebrow at her and pointed to his other ear, which was out of her view, indicating he was on a call. "Oh." she mumbled before letting her eyes search the large, sparkling room for something else she could do."Did you find them?" Thane's voice came again. "Good, now put them on the next flight to Canada." He said and paused again. "His wife, a good job, and the kids, good schools, understood?" It's been days since the entire drama about her pregnancy, but all Thane had made her feel

"So you let her lie in your bed just to ease your conscience?" Dante's voice echoed through the large, spacious, but well- equipped gym as he moved a barbell with his foot.Thane wheeled over to the area Dante had cleared for him. And with effort accompanied by a groan, he stood up. "Fuck." He muttered and stumbled back a bit. Dante instinctively stepped forward, but Thane waved him off.Slowly, he walked over to the workout bench and slowly lowered himself on it, trying his best not to put too much pressure on his back."I feel like a fucking vegetable." He said, steadying himself on the bench and yanking off his upper clothes so he was shirtless."You okay?" Dante asked, watching Thane closely. A bead of sweat rolled down the side of his face and soaked his black tank top, indicating he was previously working out."Hand me the dumbbell." Thane ordered, ignoring Dante's little attempt to be caring. Dante passed it over with ease, but as Thane took it, a strained grunt escaped his lip

Lena turned away, focusing her eyes on the headstones again as if trying to read the names on each one. She wrapped her arms tighter around herself, avoiding Adrian's gaze."What are you doing here?" She finally spoke, her voice soft."I saw what happened between you and Thane." He answered, ignoring her question.Lena's jaw clenched. 'Son of a bitch!' she frowned, keeping her eyes on the misspelt name on a marble headstone."So? You stalk me now?" She asked, trying to mask the lingering hurt still shimmering inside her. "I shouldn't have interfered. It was none of my business.""Or maybe..." Adrian chipped in smoothly, "He just doesn't respect you or your feelings."Lena's gaze snapped to his.Adrian's eyes were dark, unreadable–just like Thane's. That was the one thing they shared, a reminder that they were blood.She turned away again, brushing her fingers against the frame of the glasses she'd taken off. "Don't say that." A brief smile appeared on Adrian's face. "You don't see it

Lena lifted her eyes to the man once again, and the look on his face became clearer. Detest. The man stared back at her, his lips twisted downward in disgust as his eyes peered into her soul. The more the stare lasted, the more Lena felt he could read her thoughts, her fears, her secrets. The feeling was mutual. She didn't like him either. "You don't have to do this all the time, Darius." Cecil finally said, breaking the awkward silence and their eye contact. Thane suddenly leaned forward and turned to Darius, veins sticking out on his temples in suppressed anger. "Actually, I want to know why I fucked her." He said, his voice deceptively calm. "You don't mind sharing, do you?" "Thane-" "No mom. Not this time." Thane interrupted swiftly and by the look on Cecil's face, Lena could tell Thane interrupting her was rare. "I want to know why this man is always present at this table, and each time, he's got some shitty thing to say about the women I wish to be with." 'Wom