All Chapters of The billionaire's secret son: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Benjamim arrived home early that night. He found it strange that the house was so quiet. He called his mother’s name several times until a servant appeared, saying that Carlota had rushed out after receiving a phone call.Not only that, but he took his phone from his pocket and saw dozens of messages and missed calls from Carlota just minutes earlier.“Where did she go?” Benjamim asked the young man.“I don’t know, sir,” he replied, rubbing his neck. “She didn’t say where she was going.”After a few seconds of contemplating what to do, Benjamim put his phone back in his pocket and headed upstairs. He needed to take a shower first before dealing with the situation. Nothing could be worse than telling his mother that he had ended his engagement with Alessia.Carlota would be furious and disappointed when she found out that Benjamim had broken up with the only chance he had of having an heir. She was obsessed with the idea of having grandchildren. She dreamed of seeing the house full of

Antonella had an inexplicable expression on her face. Her gaze grew distant, and Benjamim's declaration lingered in her mind for several seconds.She fought hard not to show him how shaken she was. She swallowed all her frustration and forced a smile onto her face, pretending to be happy with the news.“Alessia is pregnant.” A wrinkle of doubt appeared on Benjamim's handsome face as he noticed Antonella's reaction: “That's great news. Finally, you'll have what you've always wanted—heirs.”The words irritated him. Benjamim was sick of hearing everyone say that, as if having heirs was the only thing that mattered. His expression turned blank as he finally realized that Antonella didn’t care who he was marrying. Her indifference wounded him deeply.“You're saying you don’t care?” He shoved both hands into his pants pockets and walked toward her. “You're happy for your sister, the same one who ruined your marriage with me?”Antonella felt her body freeze as he approached. She questioned w

“What the hell did you do, boy?” Enrico clenched his fists immediately as Fabricio shrank back.From the beginning, Fabricio knew that doing what Alessia had asked would get him into serious trouble with Enrico.“I’m sorry, boss,” Fabricio said, closing his eyes, imagining that Enrico would lunge at him and hit him until his hands were sore. “She said your life depended on it.”Enrico didn’t even raise his arm. He never hit his daughters, and he certainly wouldn’t commit the insanity of attacking one of his employees. He was known for many things, but being a violent man was not one of them.“How much did you give her?” Enrico loosened up, unclenching his fists and stepping away from the young man.Slowly, after hearing the question, Fabricio opened his eyes and looked at Enrico, who had turned his back on him. His heart pounded uncontrollably, and, feeling his throat dry, he considered not answering.Sensing the delay, Enrico turned his head to look him in the eye.Fabricio hunched h

“Alessia didn’t like Antonella’s behavior. The blood that boiled inside her made her legs freeze as if she were facing danger. Alessia had never imagined that she would hate her older sister like this.After a few seconds of standing there, staring at the closed door, she turned on her heels and clashed with Dominique.‘What are you doing here?’ Dominique gasped like a rabid dog.‘It’s none of your business,’ Alessia said, looking at Dominique and pretending not to be afraid of her. Hatred had burned her soul.She finally walked to leave, but Dominique grabbed her arm and pulled her, causing Alessia to overbalance and almost fall. She groaned as her foot twisted in her high heels. Not only that, but she dressed like a bourgeois, even though she wasn’t. The tight red dress above the knee revealed her slender white legs.Her beautifully made-up face turned as red as her hair. Her freckles came to life, and her painted mouth opened in a moan of pain.‘I could report you for assault,’ Ale

Antonella woke up, startled. She looked at Adam, who was sleeping peacefully, and exhaled with relief. She had a terrible nightmare that kept her thinking for several minutes. Not only that, but she got up and kissed his small face. Finally, she realized that Dominique was not in bed.She was always the first to wake up, but the silence in the house was strange, with no sound or sign of Dominique. She walked to the kitchen, and she wasn’t there. Not only that, but she checked the bathroom, and Dominique had disappeared.She was startled when she turned and bumped into Carmella in the hallway.“Are you looking for Dominique? She’s not here,” Carmella said directly, extending her hand and offering her the keys to the old Chevette. “She asked me to give these to you.”Antonella’s eyes fell on the keys. If Dominique wasn’t there, why would she leave on foot without the car? The situation seemed odd and led Antonella to unpleasant conclusions.She looked at Carmella, who was avoiding eye c