All Chapters of The Betrayed Heiress: Chasing Her Back: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Jason's POV"So tell us, son," my father said, his hand heavy on my shoulder as he steered me slightly away from the crowd. "How exactly did this happen?"Alessa's father stood beside him, his expression unreadable but his eyes were assessing. These two men had built empires from the ground up, they didn't miss anything, and they certainly wouldn't be easy to fool.I took a breath, making sure my expression remained honest. "It started slowly," I said, which was at least partially true. "When I returned to the states, I noticed her immediately. But she was going through so much with the divorce, l didn't want to add pressure or make things complicated.""But?" Alessa's father prompted."But we kept running into each other," I continued, building the lie carefully. "At family dinners, business events. We would talk for hours, and I realized I was looking forward to seeing her more than anything else. One night, about three weeks ago, we had dinner, just the two of us and everything cha

During the meeting, someone from the marketing team was presenting quarterly projections on a screen at the front of the conference room. But I was barely listening.I kept thinking about Lisa's words and I wondered if I made a mistake agreeing to this arrangement with Jason. Was I setting myself up for heartbreak? And more pressingly… was I putting both of us in an impossible situation?"Alessa."Julien's sharp voice cut through my thoughts. I looked up to find everyone in the room staring at me."What do you think?" he asked, his tone making it clear this wasn't the first time he had called my name.I blinked, quickly scanning the projection on the screen, then glancing down at the briefing files on the desk in front of me. I flipped through the pages and before I could answer…Richard leaned back in his chair with a smirk. "It seems Ms. James has been so swept away by the recent developments in her personal life that she's not paying proper attention to her professional responsib

I met Jason at his front porch, and I was absolutely exhausted. The day had been brutal with back-to-back meetings, Julien's constant undermining, Richard's snide comments, and hours spent fruitlessly searching for any trace of Primrose.Jason opened the door, took one look at me, and grinned. "You look like you've been through a war."I groaned. "That's about accurate."I shrugged off my coat as we entered, and immediately, the most incredible smell hit me. My stomach growled embarrassingly loud."Is that steak?" I asked, looking at him hopefully.Jason's grin widened. "Yes, but I didn't cook it this time. I had it delivered from that steakhouse you mentioned loving a few weeks ago.""You remembered that?" I asked, surprised and touched."I remember everything you tell me," he said simply, leading me into the living room.I sank onto his couch with a grateful sigh, immediately working out the knots in my neck. I pulled out my phone and sent a quick text to Lisa.‘Any luck with alter

Laura's POVMy phone buzzed for what had to be the hundredth time in the past hour. I ignored it, my hands shaking slightly as I tried to pipe delicate frosting roses onto Sara's birthday cake. The decorating bag slipped in my grip, and a blob of pink frosting landed where it absolutely shouldn't be.The phone buzzed again and again and again."Leave me the fuck alone!" I screamed, my voice echoing through the kitchen and slammed the frosting bag down on the counter with enough force that pink icing splattered across my apron.Jessie, or Jennifer, or whatever her name was stiffened where she stood near the sink, her eyes going wide.I whirled on her. "What are you staring at? Don't you have dishes to wash or something?""I'm sorry, ma'am.” She said, her words wavering. “I didn't mean to-“"Just get out of my sight!" I grabbed the fondant tool I had been using and threw it into the sink with a clatter. "I need a break from all of you."I stormed out to the balcony, my hands still tre

I turned around to see Jaime standing there, and my knees nearly gave out beneath me.He moved faster than I could process and his hands caught my arms, steadying me before I could stumble.I froze completely, staring up at him. We were so close I could see the flecks of grey in his blue eyes and I even smelled the familiar cologne that used to cling to my clothes when he held me. My heart was racing too fast, pounding against my ribs like it was trying to escape my chest."Let go," I whispered, but my voice came out strangled.I shoved away from him, putting distance between us, needing space to breathe. “What are you doing here?""Shopping." He said it casually and shrugged."Bullshit." I snapped at him. “Are you stalking me now? Is that what this is?"Jaime raised a shopping bag I hadn't noticed before. "I was here before you, Alessa. So really, who's stalking who?"I opened my mouth to respond, but nothing came out. He had a point, as much as I hated to admit it. The VIP section