All Chapters of A Billionaire's Tale: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The golden-brown-haired lady walked into the office with two large brown envelopes in her hands. She took quick steps to the table of the expecting older man.She placed the envelopes on the table, and they both began bringing out the files that were inside as they skimmed through each of them.Her legs felt wobbly from standing too long, so she took her seat on one of the chairs facing the older man. She adjusts her skirt and puts her hair in a ponytail.After a moment the man asked. “Joan, anything yet?” His eyes were on her, expecting a response.Joan looked up from the file she was holding and shook her head with a little furrow on her brow. “Nothing yet, Dad,” she answered and went back to looking at the file.Her dad sighs.“Let’s keep looking, there could be something that we could find that would get us out of this mess,” he encouraged, and they kept looking through the remaining untouched files.A knock was heard.“Come in,” Gary answered, loud enough for the person knocking t

Santiago knocked on the door and entered his dad’s office when he heard a faint ‘come in.’ His dad was engrossed in looking over the documents in front of him on the table.He walked closer to the table and sat down in front of his dad as he waited for him to state his reason for calling him.Julian was still going over some papers when he spoke. “You asked for my presence.”“Yes, I did.” Julian briefly looked up from arranging the files on his table. "There is a very important matter I want to discuss with you." He stacked the document on the side of his table, then entwined his fingers while looking straight at Santiago. "It's about your future,” Julian continued.Santiago didn't need his father to spell the words out because he knew this talk all too well. It was too familiar."Dad—" Julian raised a finger to silence him."I don't have to keep going over this with you," he pointed between them. "We've gone through this over and over, and I think I am tired of saying the same thing."

Joan opened the door and stepped inside, letting it close quietly behind her. She hung her coat and moved into the living room, where her parents were curled on the couch—her mother resting peacefully on her father’s lap, his fingers absentmindedly stroking her hair.“Hey, Mum, hey, Dad,” she greeted them.“Shh… Your mum is sleeping,” he whispered, placing his index finger on his lips.“Sorry,” Joan whispered back and entered her room.She sighed as she collapsed on her bed. It wasn’t as soft and comfy as the one she was used to, but it’s something she can cozy up in after a hectic day at work. Like today.Joan closed her eyes and sighed, thinking of all that went wrong today. The text. The rude customer. Camila’s stress over her mother’s case.It was all taking a huge toll on her, and she needed a release. Some good news. Something that would make all these bad things feel like nothing.She quickly freshened up and entered the living room again. Her father was now alone reading a doc

Gary entered inside Mr. Newman’s office. His brows were slightly furrowed as he glanced at his watch repeatedly. He didn’t know he’d been tapping the floor with the tip of his shoe till the secretary came in to update him on Mr. Newman’s arrival.He smiled at her in thanks, and she exited the office.Gary looked at his watch again and sighed. He couldn’t get his mind off what the meeting of today was. Mr. Newman informed him about a possible alias who would want to help get his company back.It was great news, but then he thought about what the person might need in return, and that had put him under a lot of mental stress, hence his unease.The door opened, revealing Mr. Newman walking inside with his secretary carrying his briefcase.“Wow, Mr. Anderson, you’re early,” he said, widening his eyes in surprise. “Thank you,” he said to his secretary, who walked out of the office, shutting the door behind her.“I am curious about this alias,” Gary said. “How was he able to acquire the comp

“I am not sure yet, but I will inform you when I get something,” Daniel said to the phone. His back was turned to the door. He was staring out his office window, a view he had. “I’ve never given you a reason to be disappointed. Just give me a few days, and I should have new information soon.”The door opened, and Daniel turned around immediately. Santiago approached him with a worried expression and sat in front of him.“I’ll call you back,” he said, then disconnected the call. “I didn’t know you were coming by,” Daniel said, trying to hide the surprise in his voice.If he had come in earlier, he would have heard all he was saying.Santiago didn’t notice the panic in Daniel’s face because he was clouded with his own problems. Sharing with a friend shouldn’t hurt.“Sorry, I didn’t plan it. I was just…” He groaned and buried his face in his palm.Daniel watched the distressed man in front of him and typed on his phone, then placed it on the table, facedown.“What’s got you all worked up