All Chapters of The Billionaire's Redemption Game : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

CATALINABy the time Vincenzo and Conrad finally returned to the wine distillery, I helped Chyna look presentable and prepared for the upcoming discussion. Her eyes were still red and puffy from crying too much, but I managed to fix most of it with makeup. However, the Italian manager noticed something was wrong with her at one glance. A worried look crossed his eyes when he stared at her, but he quickly smoothed his expression when Conrad asked him a question. After a few minutes into the gathering where the wine tasting began, I gave my sister-in-law a look before rising from my seat. “Excuse me, I need to use the bathroom,” I said, clearing my throat. The sound earned all three men's attention, but Vincenzo was the first one to stand. “Let me escort you,” he offered, resuming the role of a generous host and manager. At the same time, Chyna swiped her purse from the table as she reached for me. “I think I should also freshen my makeup.”Her husband, Conrad, barely spared her a g

CATALINAAfter speaking with Theodore, Madeline didn't linger any longer and waved him goodbye. As soon as I heard the door close with a soft click, I shot up from Theodore's lap and walked straight to the walk-in closet. Stripping off my dress, I quickly changed into a T-shirt and shorts, the ones I wore when I planned not to leave my room for the entire day. But when I turned to leave, I found Theodore leaning against the door frame, watching me.Instead of flinching, I forced myself to change directions and reach for a hairband on a nearby display case. While I busied myself with pulling my hair into a ponytail, the silence between us thickened with tension, but I pretended not to notice. It took every ounce of my restraint to ignore him, and Theodore was displeased by it.So he spoke up first. "She's right, you know," he rumbled, arms crossed. "Madeline always forgot her inhaler when we used to date. It got up to the point that I had to keep a spare with me for worst-case scenario

CATALINAA few minutes later....Theodore and I descended down the stairs holding hands on our way to the dining room. Despite the constant mind preparation, I still found myself nervous when I thought about why Victoria was summoning us. Perhaps, it was because I hadn't attended the dinner in a long time. When we finally got there, all the members of the family were already seated. Madeline and her friends were also present, fawning over the lady of the house. As soon as they saw us, their faces immediately went dour. I ignored them and let Theodore lead me to the table. He first helped me get seated before coming around to his seat. I noticed the way Madeline's eyes followed his movements, yet he didn't even spare her a glance. The scene made me frown a bit. What was going on? Didn't he want her anymore?“Theodore and Catalina,” Victoria addressed us, gaining our attention. She was seated at the head of the table, graceful and elegant in a purple flowery dress. “I was waiting fo

THEODOREFrom the corner of my eyes, I saw Catalina's expression change after Madeline approached us. At first I was a bit worried she would lose her temper, but then my worry shifted to the person in front of me. Despite her flawless, heavy makeup, I could see the dark patches under her eyes and her skin was pale. Instinctively, I took a step forwarded before I could stop myself. “Madeline, what's wrong?” I asked, my eyes searching her face. She glanced at Catalina briefly before shaking her head. “I really need to talk to you.” she pleaded. “Please, Theodore.”I turned to Catalina, silently seeking permission. Her lips pressed into a thin line, clearly displeased, but she later relented when I subtly yanked her arm.“I’ll go check on the kids,” she said, her voice clipped, eyes lingering on me longer than necessary before she walked away.I watched her leave for several seconds, wondering if this meeting would affect our newly-formed friendship. It had taken us a lot of misunders

CATALINAAs I stood beneath the cascade of warm water in the shower, a shiver of discomfort coursed through me, framing my thoughts in an unsettling haze. Memories of what transpired earlier kept replaying in my mind, despite my efforts to drive them away. Tomorrow was a crucial day for both of us, and I didn't want anything to ruin my plans to convince that marriage counselor. My mission to find my son depended on this, so I had to try my best.But how was I supposed to do that when I couldn't even look at Theodore for more than three seconds?I slapped my cheeks, the sharp sting breaking through the fog of confusion, droplets of water spraying across my skin like tiny jewels reflecting the harsh reality of my situation. Ever since I decided to suppress my growing feelings for Theodore, he has been behaving strangely. It felt like he was trying to test the fragile boundaries of our arrangement, but I was determined to uphold the terms of our contract marriage and act like a proper wi