All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Fake Fiancée: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The confession dominated every headline long before noon. Every television station replayed excerpts from Douglas Viremont's speech, while social media remained flooded with divided opinions. Some applauded his decision to finally admit the truth, while others condemned him for waiting until an innocent man had already died before speaking up. Leon stood quietly inside a private waiting room reserved for senior executives. The television mounted against the wall had just finished replaying Douglas Viremont's public confession for what felt like the tenth time. He reached for the remote and switched it off. For several seconds, he remained exactly where he was, his hands buried inside his trouser pockets while his gaze rested on the dark television screen. Mr. Adao's name had finally been cleared. The burden weighing on his chest felt slightly lighter, yet it hadn't disappeared. A public apology could restore a man's reputat

RINA'S APARTMENT…Amber remained rooted to the spot in front of the television. Her jaw dropped. The words Leon had spoken continued replaying inside her mind. She blinked rapidly, trying to digest what she had just heard him say. The news banner at the bottom of the screen remained exactly the same.BREAKING NEWSLEON VIREMONT RESIGNS AS CEO OF VIREMONT HOLDINGS.Her lips parted slightly. "...Why?" She wasn't asking anyone in particular. The question had escaped almost unconsciously. “Isn't… isn't he supposed to announce his engagement with Isabel?”Rina picked up the remote and lowered the volume of the television. The reporters were still talking over one another, trying to make sense of Leon's announcement, but neither of them paid attention anymore.Amber slowly sat back down on the couch. Everything felt unreal. A few hours ago, his father had publicly admitted that her father had been innocent all along. And before sh

RINA'S APARTMENT…Amber continued staring at the television long after Leon disappeared from the stage. The reporters continued shouting over one another, each trying desperately to obtain one last statement before security escorted him out of the ballroom, but their voices gradually faded into meaningless background noise.Leon's final words echoed loudly in her ears."The woman I love... is Amber Adao."The confession replayed in her head over and over again. None of it felt real. She already knew Leon loved het, but never in her wildest dreams did she imagine he would stand before the entire country, reject another woman and openly confess his love for her.Yet she had watched it happen with her own eyes. She wasn't even aware that tears had gathered in her eyes until one escaped and landed on the back of her hand.Rina, who had remained unusually quiet throughout the broadcast, reached for the remote and lowered the volume. T

"Douglas..." she whispered, fear replacing anger. "Tell me."Douglas's restraint finally snapped. “FINE!” he thundered."Leon knows about the fraud, Elsa."He looked her straight in the eye. "He knows I falsified the company's financial records years ago. He found everything, Elsa. Every document... every falsified record... every piece of evidence I thought had disappeared.""He told me I had two choices. Either I confessed myself... or he'd hand the evidence over to the authorities and let the law do what I refused to do. And if he did, the damage would have been way worse than this”The color drained from Elsa's face. Her lips parted, but no sound came out.Douglas's breathing was uneven, his chest rising and falling heavily as years of guilt finally forced their way to the surface.Elsa stood still to the spot, her lips parted in disbelief. The words she had just heard refused to settle in her mind."You..." she whispered, her voice trembling. "You framed an innocent man?"Douglas

VIREMONT HOLDINGS. The atmosphere inside the executive boardroom was tense. Inside, Every member seated around the long walnut conference table understood that Viremont Holdings stood at one of the most critical crossroads in its history. Hushed conversations drifted through the room as directors exchanged uneasy glances, each trying to make sense of the whirlwind that had unfolded over the past twenty-four hours. "I still can't believe Leon resigned." "He didn't just resign," another director corrected quietly. "He walked away voluntarily." "The shareholders have been calling nonstop since yesterday. Our investor relations department hasn't had a moment to breathe." "And the media..." One of the older directors let out a weary sigh. "They're camped outside the building. Every news outlet wants to know who's taking over." Another director adjusted his glasses before speaking. "The opening bell wasn't kind to us this morning. The market hates uncertainty." "It always doe