All Chapters of Faking Forever With The Billionaire : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Jesse pressed hard on the gas pedal, the tires screeching slightly as he pulled out of the driveway with a jerk, speeding onto the road without even checking the side mirror."Aiden..." he muttered to himself, eyes scanning the cars ahead. "Isn’t there a day when I don’t have to stalk someone?"He drove fast, switching lanes like he had somewhere urgent to be. Because… well, he did.Within minutes, he pulled up a few buildings down from Lorraine’s apartment complex. He didn’t park directly in front, he wasn’t stupid. He parked just far enough to stay unnoticed, but close enough to see everything.Then, he waited.One hand drummed against the steering wheel as his eyes shifted between the road and his side mirror. It didn’t take long before a yellow cab rolled to a stop just outside the apartment entrance.Alina stepped out, looking anxious and holding her phone tightly.Jesse’s eyes followed her silently as she rushed up the small steps and disappeared into the house.He didn’t say a

Lorraine looked up from the couch when the doorbell rang. She raised an eyebrow. “Who could that be?”Alina smiled a little as she stood. “Probably the food Jesse mentioned.”“Oh,” Lorraine said, sitting up.Alina opened the door and saw a delivery guy holding two big bags that smelled amazing. The spicy scent drifted into the apartment, wrapping around her warmly.“Delivery for… Miss Pascale?” he asked.“That’s us,” Alina said with a small smile, taking the bags. The guy handed her a tablet to sign, and she scribbled her signature with one hand.“Enjoy,” he said before walking off.Alina shut the door and turned to see Lorraine reaching out like a kid begging for candy.“Give me,” she said dramatically. “I’m emotionally starved, mentally tired, and my soul needs fried food.”They both burst out laughing.Alina placed the bags on the table and started unpacking them. Inside were two boxes of hot, spicy chicken, crispy fries, two fizzy drinks, and a warm box of gooey brownies. On top o

The receptionist froze, her face draining of color the moment Aiden’s voice cut through the room.She already knew her job was hanging by a thread.Hurriedly, she left her desk and approached him, bowing deeply, head lowered in apology.“I’m so sorry, sir,” she whispered. “I didn’t realize…”Before Aiden could respond, Alina stepped forward and gently shook her head. She looked at him, and even without saying anything, it felt like she was telling him not to be harsh.Aiden stared at her, surprised. She was standing up for someone who had just disrespected her.“Good morning, Sir Aiden,” Alina said quietly, bowing slightly.Aiden’s brow twitched. “Sir?”Jesse leaned in, lowering his voice just enough for only Aiden to hear. “Guess she doesn’t want people knowing you’re married.”Aiden’s gaze snapped to Jesse, then back to Alina, who quickly looked away.Jesse cleared his throat and stepped forward, professional as ever. “This way, ma’am,” he said respectfully as he gestured ahead.Ali

Aiden stared at her, momentarily stunned. Then the corners of his lips curved into a small smirk.Alina grinned, smoothing out her dress. Aiden reached out, helping her down from the desk gently, while still looking at her like he couldn’t quite believe her boldness.She turned toward Jesse, who had politely kept his back turned the whole time.“You can carry on now,” she said casually, brushing imaginary dust from her skirt. “I’m heading out.”Jesse turned back around, “Of course.”Just as Alina stepped toward the door, Aiden called out, “Wait.”He sifted through a few papers on his desk, flipping through them until he found the one he was looking for. Then he walked over and handed it to her.“I heard this design belongs to you,” he said.Alina took the paper and smiled as soon as she saw the sketch.“Oh! Yeah, that’s mine. Thanks,” she said, flashing him a bright smile. “See you tonight.”She gave a small wave to both men and walked out gracefully.Aiden stood there for a moment, a

Gavin had just returned to the sitting room after leaving Alina by Grandma Linda’s door. He glanced around the room before heading to the couch. Just as he was about to sit down, he heard footsteps echoed from the hallway behind him.He looked up to see Mandy was approaching the staircase, moving slowly, clearly lost in thought until her eyes found his.“You didn’t go in after all?” she asked, stopping at the foot of the stairs and turning slightly to face him.Gavin gave a slight shrug as he sank into the couch. “Figured Alina might want some privacy with Grandma.”Mandy raised an eyebrow, head tilting in mild disbelief. “That’s new. Since when do you care about people’s privacy?”He didn’t answer. Just offered a small smile and leaned back, stretching out like he had all the time in the world.Mandy squinted at him, her eyes narrowing. “You’re acting weird.”He turned his head toward her, a brow raised. “Weird?”“Yeah,” she said, hands on her hips. “You’re not being your usual snobb