All Chapters of I Hate You, Mr Billionaire. : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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Chapter Fifty-One: Lucian

Lucian's POVI never believe in love. It was a fabricated concept, created to fuel the delusions of people who have nothing better to do than chase feelings they can’t even define. That belief has been passed down through the Montgomery line like some sacred family recipe. My Great-grandfather preached it. My grandfather shaped it. Father was supposed to sharpen it and carry it with pride.But no. The old fool had to turn into one of those sentimental imbeciles he used to mock. All because he fell for my mother. A woman with zero background, zero connections, zero pedigree. She worked in a kindergarten. She taught toddlers to hold crayons and tie shoelaces. And somehow, whatever witchcraft she possessed dragged my father down and so deep into the warm, fuzzy pit he once swore he’d never enter.With there Adultery shaped in the passion of love, that was how I was born. Their little love-child miracle. The bastard l.Grandfather hated the whole thing. He saw emotion as an incurable dis

Chapter Fifty Two: Tell Me Who You Are

Scarlets POV:I can barely breathe. My chest feels tight, like someone pressed it with a vice. My hands are sweaty and shaking. My legs feel like they’re about to give out under me. I stare at Grandfather like he just threw a hand grenade into my life. My mind is screaming and my heart is pounding like creamy, it loud in my own ears.He knows. He knows. He knows. It keeps repeating in my head like a loud broken bell. He knows I’m not Sienna. He knows everything. I can feel it in the way his eyes lock onto me, like he’s looking right through me. How long has he known? How long has he been watching me, waiting for me to slip up? I never believed I would be caught on day one. It’s not even a full twenty four hours yet and my entire fake identity is hanging by a thin thread that feels ready to snap.I try to keep my voice steady and force my lips to move.“How do you know about Scarlet, my twin sister?” My voice cracks and I want to slap myself. I hate how small it sounds. I hate how

Chapter Fifty-Three: The Offer

Silence hits the room like a wall. My chest heaves. My arms shake. My face burns so hot, I think it’s melting my makeup that I have on. I stare at him, and he stares back, calm yet amused, as if he’s enjoying every second of my fury. Then he bursts up laughing. A real, full-blown laugh that shakes his shoulders as he throws his head backwards. He coughs and grabs his water to gulp it down, calming his hysteric and amused laughter. “You,” he says between laughs, “are exactly what this family needs. If only Sienna learned from you.” I blink, confused as I stare at him like he has lost his damned mind. He straightens and leans back, eyes glinting with mischief. “But don’t mistake my admiration for leniency, Scarlett. I like your fire. I like how upfront you are. But remember exactly who you’re talking to. One wrong step, one wrong word, and all the people you care about… even the ones closest to you… could be at my mercy.” I narrow my eyes and lean forward, my palms planted to h

Chapter Fifty Four: Tired on Day One

Sienna paces Lucian’s office like a ghost that cannot sit still. Her bare feet slap softly against the marble floor quick with uneven steps. Back and forth. Back and forth. She hugs her arms around herself, wrapped in a pale silk night dress that falls to her knees. A thick robe sits tight around her waist like she is trying to hold herself together with fabric alone.Her blond hair hangs loose down her back, messy from running her fingers through it too many times. Strands stick to her damp cheeks. She looks fragile and restless at the same time.“This is very, very bad,” she chants under her breath. “Very bad. This is bad. This is so bad.”I sit in front of Lucian’s desk, still dressed in the same evening dress from earlier. It wasn’t too long ago we got home. My shoulders ache. My head throbs. I watch Sienna pace holes into the floor and feel exhaustion sink deep into my bones.Lucian stands by the office bar with his blazer and tie tossed over the couch. His sleeves are rolled to

Chapter Fifty Five: Round Two

I stare at my reflection and barely recognize the woman looking back at me. No matter how many times I’ve dressed and practiced to look exactly like her, it still baffles me at how easy it was. I guess being identical twins has it’s weird perks.The dress I’m wearing hugs every curve like it was stitched straight onto my skin. Deep midnight blue silk pours down my body in a smooth line, clinging to my waist and hips before flowing into a soft slit that climbs my thigh. The fabric catches the light and shines with every small movement. The neckline dips low enough to tease without crossing into scandal, framed by delicate straps that rest on my shoulders.My heels add just enough height to my posture. Thin silver straps wrap around my ankles, clean and elegant. My hair falls in loose waves down my back, glossy and soft, tucked slightly behind one ear to show off the diamond drop earrings Lucian insisted I wear. They brush my neck every time I move.My makeup sits flawless. Sharp liner

Chapter Fifty Six: Red Carpet Nerves

The ride to the gala feels longer than it actually is.The car glides through the city in smooth silence, the engine humming low and steady. I sit alone in the back seat, hands folded in my lap, staring at my reflection in the tinted window. My face looks calm. So calm and composed, I’ll bet a million dollars that I can succeed in fooling someone during a game of poker. But in reality, Inside, my thoughts run in circles so fast they make my head spin.Every second that passes drags my mind back to Grandfather’s office.His voice echoes in my head. His offer sits heavy on my chest. Accept his deal. Help Lucian take control of the Montgomery empires. Give him an heir. Half the empire in return. I don’t get it. Not one bit. I don't know if it’s just me or the entire Montgomery family is judging so fucking insane. Is it a hereditary birth defect or are all of them just screw loose junkies?It sounds insane and It is insane. God I hate this.But people’s lives are on the line here. Sienn

Chapter Fifty Seven: Flash and Fire

Flashing lights explode my vision the second my heel hits the carpet. My view is flooded with white bursts. Reporters shout over one another, voices crashing together in a loud wave that almost knocks the breath out of me.“Sienna, over here!”“Mrs. Montgomery, look this way!”“Can we get a smile!”“Mrs. Montgomery, over here!”The name slams into my ears again and again. It still feels strange every time I hear it thrown at me like that. They scream a name that is not mine, cheering for a woman I am only pretending to be. To them I am the wife of a billionaire. A polished trophy on Lucian Montgomery’s arm.If only they knew.I paste on a bright smile and lift my hand in a graceful wave. My body moves on autopilot. Step. Smile. Turn slightly. Let the cameras catch my good side. Every motion feels rehearsed even though my heart pounds wildly in my chest.The carpet stretches ahead and Lucian stands a few steps from the main entrance. He looks exactly where I left him, tall and imposing

Chapter Fifty Eight: The Ballroom

The moment we step into the ballroom, my senses are hit with a wave of gold, crystal, and the faintest hint of expensive perfume. Chandeliers hang like frozen explosions above us, spilling warm light over polished floors that reflect every movement. The room stretches endlessly, a grand ocean of mingling guests, champagne flutes, and sparkling gowns. My eyes wander, drinking in the glittering spectacle while my stomach tightens. The air smells faintly of wine, perfume, and expensive cigars from a corner table.A bar boy passes by, tray balanced on just one hand while holding glasses of red wine. Lucian, behind me, snatches two without hesitation and downs them both in one go.“Shit,” I mutter under my breath.“Speak for yourself,” he replies, voice low, dry, a smirk teasing the corner of his lips.I turn quickly, placing a hand on his chest. “Please, control yourself will you.its hard to believe that your dignified when your performing.”He glances down at me, eyes sharp, a teasing

Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Man of the Hour

Damien downs the rest of his drink in one long swallow, throat working like he’s trying to drown something more than just the drink itself. “The man of the hour,” he mutters, voice thick with taunting. “No matter how hard I try, I really can’t stand him. Everything about that old bastard and this damn family is a competition. It’s suffocating. Let him just pick an heir already so I can go back to being more useless than I already am.”I tilt my head, studying him over the rim of my glass. “You’re not interested in taking over the empire?”He snorts, setting the empty glass down with a sharp clink. “In truth I was once upon a time. Till the old fart wanted me to give something I couldn’t let myself give. Now I’m just really fed up with it.”“Let’s say it magically just fell on your lap. Won’t you take the opportunity and just seize it.”That made him pause, giving him some time to actually think.“If it did fall into my lap? Sure, why not. But if I have to fight for it? I’d rather

Chapter Sixty: The Family Portrait

The ballroom seems to pulse with a life of its own as we approach the raised dais where Grandfather has orchestrated this little family spectacle. Cameras are already set up in a semi-circle, their lenses glinting under the chandeliers. Low chatter of guests milling about, but all eyes are subtly shifting toward us. The Montgomerys. The untouchable elite, about to pose like some glossy magazine cover. I can feel the weight of expectations pressing down, thicker than the perfume-scented air.Grandfather stands at the center, his silver hair impeccably combed, suit tailored to perfection. A black with subtle pinstripes that scream old money. His cane taps lightly on the polished floor as he directs everyone with that commanding voice, the one that brooks no argument. "Alexander, to my right. Catherine beside you. Damien, left flank. Margaret, next to him. Lucian, you'll be on Alexander's other side, and Sienna , right here, between Lucian and me."I blink, trying to process the lineup

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