Todos los capítulos de The Untouchable Heiress He Regrets Losing: Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

Zara’s POVI pulled up the woman’s social media again to confirm the address. I memorized it and dragged myself out of bed. I wanted to sleep in more, but my desire to find answers was stronger. My stomach tightened as I drove. The city blurred past me, cars honking and pedestrians chatting, and vendors shouting. With every mile I was closer to the address, my pulse quickened and my chest shrank.The street was unfamiliar, narrow, and filled with houses. I wondered where her workplace could be if there were only residential houses in the area. I drove slowly around the area, looking out the window and at the map for some kind of shop at least. Until I saw one business standing out in the street, indicated by a wooden board that lists offers available in the local eatery.I parked my car on the opposite side of the road. My fingers gripped the steering wheel until my knuckles slightly ached as I thought of the best possible way to introduce myself and my purpose without sounding like

Zara’s POVLeo killed the engine of the car as we pulled onto our driveway. For a moment, neither of us moved. The air outside was cool, yet inside the car, heat surged through my body with how much tension was between us. I could feel he was still so angry at me for what I did.“Come on,” he said, voice low and distant. He got out before me and slammed the door harder than usual. I sighed before unbuckling my seatbelt and then got down. I walked slowly behind him. His movements were careful, but his fury brewed underneath.I placed my bag on the table and drew in a deep breath, bracing myself.Leo turned to me, with his arm crossed, and locked his eyes on me. “So, talk.” His voice was calm and sounded like he wouldn’t take a lie for an answer. “Tell me the whole truth.”I swallowed. I pulled out the photos Jamie gave me, along with the age-progression photo. He took it from me.“Elora Shane isn’t exactly Elora Shane. She’d Priscy Laurel–Rosa Laurel’s daughter,” I began.Leo’s eyes w

Zara’s POVThe image of Elora collapsing on the floor gave me more satisfaction than I had anticipated. She had always put up a venomous and monstrous look like she could devour anyone at any time. But today, she was softened and stripped of her mask, releasing the ugliest weakness and vulnerability I had always wanted to see.Since I got back from New York, it was the second most rewarding scene I had witnessed. The first was Zane being dragged like a thief from the Wesley Group he prided in so much, just to be thrown in a cell.I felt no pity for them. Only disgust. And I didn’t plan on stopping here. Not until they had both paid for all their sins.A smile broke out on my face as I remembered the look of hope on Elora’s face when I made her a promise. It was really bold of her to think I would stoop so low to her level and also keep the hideous thing she did a secret from the Shanes. Thankfully, because of her gullibility, I had Paulo’s address in hand–the key to clearing the scan

Leo’s POVKelvin’s voice was low and deep as he dropped the report on my desk. “We have a problem, Leo. A serious one.”I adjusted in my seat, my brows knitted. “What problem? Didn’t our sources inform us that things were going smoothly?”“Yeah, but news reaching me now is that some board members are pulling away and pledging their allegiance to Brad.” His voice was low and disturbed. I leaned back in my chair, rubbing my forehead. “Who are they exactly, and how many?”“I haven’t gotten all their identities. However, we are certain that Claire, Richard, and Wilson are gone. They are ten currently,” he said, his voice carrying the weight of betrayal.I sighed deeply. “Well. We didn’t expect Brad to go down without a fight. It can only mean he has something on each of them, or he has promised them some kind of incentive.”Kelvin ran a hand down his face. “But if we are not able to win them over again, our supporters would have reduced by a whopping seventy percent.”My stomach twisted.

Mrs Shane’s POVToday, I told myself as I walked into the prison that I was going to uncover the truth. No more doubt, no more whispers and rumours would cloud my judgment about my daughter. I would get to the root of the matter today, after the plan I had with the chief of the prison guards. She was my high-school friend whom I had asked for a favour last week.My heart pounded for a reason I couldn’t name. Maybe I was scared I would have to accept that my daughter actually lied to me intentionally, or I was unhappy with myself for doubting my precious daughter for a second.I took gigantic steps down the hallway to her office, each step heavier than the last, until I reached my friend's office. She immediately got up and welcomed me with a hug.“How are you doing, Mrs Shane?” Her voice was calm and soft.I returned the gesture, but deep down, I didn’t have time for it and couldn’t wait to get down to why I was here.“So, you said you have something for me already,” I began impatient