All Chapters of The billionaire's secret son: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Antonella was getting ready to close the factory and head home. She checked the time on the clock, and her heart sank. By now, Benjamim should be married to Alessia, and the two would be leaving for their honeymoon.It was strange to think that a lie had changed the entire course of the story. She should have been Benjamim’s wife, not Alessia. Dominique was absolutely right when she said that Alessia had gotten exactly what she wanted.She was thinking about all of this when she felt Fabricio’s touch on her shoulder. She twisted her neck, felt startled, and looked into the boy’s eyes as Fabricio touched her shoulder.“I didn’t mean to scare you,” he withdrew his hand almost immediately, “but look, isn’t that Dominique and Carmella?”He pointed across the street, and Antonella saw the figures of two women walking down the poorly lit road, almost running. The dim light and the distance made it difficult to recognize them immediately, but when Antonella was sure it was really them, she n

Benjamim parked the car in front of his house. He paused for a moment, staring at the place, which still had a few lights on inside. He had no idea what he would find in there, and if he had known that Enrico and Alessia were inside, he certainly wouldn’t have gone in.Not only that, but he checked the time on his watch. It was three in the morning on that cold and lonely night. At this very moment, he imagined that he would be married to a great liar if Fred hadn’t been arrested.He caught himself wondering how he had managed to stay with Alessia for so long, and why he had considered marrying her as his only option. Likewise, he probably already knew all the answers but just didn’t feel ready to accept them.He stopped in front of the door, looking around. Not a soul was in sight. He took the keys out of his pocket, inserted them into the lock, and turned it, opening the door.It wasn’t until Benjamim turned on his heel to head toward the stairs that he noticed Enrico, now standing

Alessia knocked her off the sofa and was already preparing to climb on top of Antonella to assault her, but Enrico appeared, grabbed Alessia by the arm, and pushed her away.Antonella closed her eyes, feeling an instant headache. Her blurred vision caught the shock on Alessia’s face as she realized Enrico was defending her. It was astounding that he would defend her after saying so many times how much he rejected Antonella.“You must’ve hit your head difficult to defend this filthy woman,” she got up, furious, yelling at her father. “Where’s your old speech about Antonella being dead to you?”Alessia's words hit Antonella's heart directly. It wasn’t a surprise to her that Enrico detested her, especially after Francesca’s death, but it had only been an idea in her mind, an assumption. No one had ever said it so clearly before.Enrico looked at Antonella, noticing her eyes filling with tears.“Shut up, Alessia!” spit escaped between his teeth, and his face turned red. “I allowed her to

Upon hearing Benjamim’s request, Antonella immediately wanted to open the car door while it was moving and jump out just to avoid listening to him.She watched him while he focused on the road and didn’t notice how confused she was.“Why did you think I would come back to work for you?” The question caught him off guard, and then he slammed on the brakes, causing Antonella’s body to jerk forward. “What’s going on with you?”Benjamim stopped the car. He couldn’t have that conversation with Antonella while driving. He realized they were just a few meters from the factory. Not only that, but he locked the car to ensure she wouldn’t leave before hearing everything he had to say.“A great injustice was done to you,” he said, emphasizing it in the hopes she might accept his good intentions. “I’m trying to make things right here.”A fake, forced smile appeared on Antonella’s lips, showing no agreement with what he was saying. She ran her hand through her loose hair and gazed ahead, observing

Enrico hung up the phone, and his eyes dropped back to the newspaper he was holding. From the moment he learned the truth, he had been silent—a rare occurrence—but he hadn’t said anything to Alessia, hadn’t yelled, and hadn’t taught her a lesson.That had certainly been his biggest mistake.It was true that she was in pain. Ridiculously in pain. Everything hurt, from her neck to her ankles. But that didn’t stop Alessia from contacting a journalist and using her last bit of strength to tell a lie that would permanently ruin Benjamim’s reputation.The pain would have been less if he had found out after the wedding, but the fact that he had abandoned her at the altar brought out the darkest side of Alessia. And she couldn’t bear the rejection.She had locked herself in her room from the moment Antonella had left. She knew that by now, everyone was aware of what she had done. Alessia just lay in bed, waiting for the bomb to explode on top of her.It didn’t take long. She heard footsteps c