Semua Bab Billionaire Bentley's runaway princess: Bab 171 - Bab 180

When her hair was done, she took the dryer and returned the favor, watching as Bentley leaned back in the chair, his eyes closed, trusting her completely. There was something so intimate, so simple, about the moment, and it filled Nova with a warmth that went beyond just physical attraction."Thank you for coming into my life, babe. I mean this," Nova said, her voice filled with warmth."I should be the one thanking you. For running into a car that isn't yours that day."Nova laughed. She remembered the highlight of her birthday all over again, especially the moment she realized that there was someone inside the car with her. "What can I say? All thanks to my dad.""Yeah. Speaking of your dad, I have decided that we should tell him everything after all of these.""That's really nice. We can even do it during this period," she suggested."You think so?""Yeah. I mean, after this, I'm sure you'll be going back to work and there will be a lot waiting for you. Then there's me and my busin

They left the private room, Bentley nodding to the sales associates who moved swiftly to pack and prepare their purchases. Nova walked ahead, her heels clicking confidently against the floors. She wasn’t just another socialite playing dress-up in the world of high fashion—she was part of it, and she owned that fact. But as familiar as these halls were, being here with Bentley made it feel less like a routine and more like an event.Once they reached the next boutique, Bentley’s hand on the small of her back guided her toward the sparkling jewelry cases. "One last stop. I think you’ll appreciate this."Nova raised a perfectly arched brow. "Oh? I’m intrigued."As they entered the store, the luxurious scent of leather and expensive cologne filled the air, blending with the delicate twinkle of diamonds displayed on velvet trays. The store was bathed in warm light, reflecting off the polished glass and creating an almost ethereal atmosphere. Nova’s eyes landed on a set of diamond earrings,

Dominic's fingers drummed lightly on the armrest of his chair as the recorder played. He recognized the familiar voice of Charles Sterling, his tone low and serious.At first he didn't want to listen to the record but whatever that made his daughter and his enemy's son come to him must be serious.At first, Dominic’s face remained unreadable, his usual confidence masking any hint of emotion. But as the recording continued, as the words became clearer, a subtle shift began in his expression.The disbelief crept in slowly—starting with a raised eyebrow, then a twitch in his jaw. His hand, which had been relaxed, tightened into a fist. It was like watching someone pull a thread on a drapery, unraveling everything he’d thought he knew.“...couldn’t give Dominic that contract, not because I didn’t want to help him. But because it wasn’t a clean deal. It would’ve destroyed him. I couldn’t— I wouldn’t do that to my friend.”Those were the words that stuck with him. He couldn't believe that t

The soft click of keyboards filled Savannah's office. The 3 ladies were busy with work in Savannah's office. At least this was the first time in a very long time that they had much work to do.Savannah sat across from Ivy, glancing over the stack of papers that needed signatures. Beside them, Lina, Savannah’s PA, was busy sorting through folders, clearly absorbed in the administrative tasks Savannah had assigned her which included calls and bookings.Ivy tapped her pen against the table, half-heartedly working through the documents. Her mind was distracted a bit as she thought of something that wasn't work related.There was something about this place that felt... different. Maybe it was the silence that bothered her, or maybe it was the nagging thought at the back of her mind that Nova hadn’t been in for two days. Even Bentley, whose presence usually hovered somewhere around the building, was noticeably absent.She didn't hear anything from anyone in the company concerning their abse

Chloe sat in her office at SGH, staring blankly at the open folder in front of her. The papers were untouched, the figures and notes on them a blur as her mind spiraled. She hadn’t moved in minutes, hadn’t taken a breath deep enough to pull her back to the present. Shock coursed through her veins, freezing her in place.Chelsea’s words from their meeting echoed in her head, louder and louder until she couldn’t think about anything else.The affair… Ivy and Bentley… Savannah’s plot.Her hand trembled as she reached for her glass of water, but she didn’t take a sip. She couldn’t. The knot in her stomach made it impossible. How did it come to this?FLASHBACK...Chloe had leaned back in her seat, still absorbing everything Chelsea had said so far, when Chelsea’s tone shifted. There was something darker, more serious in the way she was leaning forward now, voice barely above a whisper.“There’s something else, Chloe. Something I’ve been meaning to tell you for a while,” Chelsea had said, h