All Chapters of His Hidden Game: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

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Ch111 - All over

The room went dead silent.Like—hard crash silence. Everyone’s mental CPU just blue-screened. No one could process what they’d just heard.Laurent’s pupils shrank. He went completely blank, brows twitching, brain wiped clean. His mouth moved before his thoughts caught up.“…What?”Josef didn’t even look at him anymore. His gaze swept calmly over the stunned crowd.“Since everyone’s already here,” he said evenly, “I might as well tell you a story.”He paused, then began, voice steady and unhurried.“Fifty years ago, also in winter like this, I was just a watchmaker in a small Swiss village. My wife and I had just gotten married—life was quiet, simple, but solid.”He continued, “The couple next door weren’t as lucky.”“They worked at a construction site outside town. Safety standards weren’t what they are now. One accident—and both of them were gone. They left behind a son who wasn’t even a year old yet.”Josef’s tone stayed flat, almost distant. “My wife and I helped look after the bab

Ch112 - Please

The whole mess that had everyone buzzing finally came to an end. The cocktail party slid back into the same relaxed vibe it had at the start—people chatting casually about where to go skiing for the holidays, who was rumored to be seeing whom, whether they’d show up at the next big auction. As for what had just happened? No one dared bring it up again inside the venue.Nearby, a mid-tier but clearly ambitious actress stared at Julian’s profile, completely zoned out.“The moment he walked in, I swear my brain shut down,” she whispered dreamily. “That sharp nose bridge, deep-set eyes with just a hint of that flirty tilt, broad shoulders, slim waist. God, he’s so my type..”She’d seen more than her fair share of good-looking men in the industry, but someone with real presence and that unmistakable old-money charm? Rare didn’t even begin to cover it. She had to meet him.Someone beside her nudged her gently with an elbow, popping her fantasy bubble.“Knock it off. Haven’t you noticed? T

CH113 - I’m sorry

With Julian stepping in so fast, Violet stopped smelling the scent that had made her sick almost right away. And with the way he took care of her, once she’d emptied her stomach, she used the tissues he pressed into her hands to wipe her mouth and face, managing to avoid completely falling apart.After that, she was wrapped up in his coat. He held her close, got her out of there, and into his car.Inside, there were no smells at all—not even the faint air-freshener scent usually get. Just the clean, subtle smell of leather seats.Once everything settled and it was just the two of them, soft piano music played in the background—instrumental, gentle, probably from some classic piece.Julian twisted open a bottle of water and put it in her hand, then bent

Ch114 - Where I’ll be

By the time the party hit its midpoint, a lot of the guests were already sinking comfortably into the mix of alcohol and festive cheer. Couples swayed together on the dance floor, moving with the music. Somewhere, someone had even started singing Christmas songs, just like so many Christmas Eves before.“Stop checking your watch,” Bastien said quietly to Josef. “She should be back any minute.”“I should’ve had someone follow her,” Josef muttered, still craning his neck toward the entrance, annoyance creeping into his voice.Bastien chuckled and handed him his cane. “Miss Violet’s about to be a mother. You can’t keep eyes on her twenty-four seven.”Josef raised an eyebrow and tapped the cane against the floor. “I wish I could.”Then he added, gruffly, “And that Julian kid—whatever he decided, he’d better have said it properly. Otherwise, I swear I’ll use this cane to break his leg.”“Listen to you,” Bastien teased. “Still acting like you’re young, talking about breaking legs.”“Hmph,”

Ch115 - Good days finally

Violet stayed in a great mood all the way through Christmas Day—and even her appetite picked up with it.The gathering was held in Josef’s presidential suite at the hotel. The three of them sat down to a traditional, carefully prepared Christmas dinner together.A classic roast turkey sat in the center of the table, surrounded by festive decorations, made with the freshest seasonal ingredients, paired with a beautifully aged bottle of red wine.Violet picked up her knife and fork and stared at the turkey. It looked exactly like the ones she’d only ever seen on TV—perfectly roasted, glossy and golden, evenly browned. Every other dish was plated with the same care, so pretty she almost didn’t want to touch them.For a moment, she didn’t even know where to start.A whole holiday celebration, done properly. The most important people by her side.It was the first time she really understood what Christmas was supposed to feel like.—After Christmas, Josef’s first stop was Edward’s workshop

Ch116 - He is richer

Polly’s gaze slowly dropped—from the watch, down to Josef’s spotless, gleaming leather shoes.Josef noticed she seemed a little dazed. He gently withdrew the hand she’d been holding a bit too long.“Violet had something to take care of today,” he said calmly. “Next time, I’ll bring her with me. I came today to check on her cousin’s condition—and to see if there’s anything I might be able to help with.”Benny was the first to snap out of it. He practically jumped.“Oh—of course! This way, this way.” He tried to suppress his excitement, fumbling as he hurried to push the hospital room door open wider.Josef paused deliberately, letting Benny and Polly walk in first. A few seconds later, he followed with Bastien.The girl in the hospital bed had clearly just woken up at the sound of the door. She didn’t expect to see two strangers in addition to her parents.Josef didn’t approach the bed right away. From the bits of conversation between Benny and the girl, he could tell she was still gro

Ch117 - Walking ATM

The richest person they’d ever met before this was Mr. Hill.That overweight old man—about Josef’s age, actually—was a friend of the owner of the company Benny used to work for.Benny had once followed his winery-owner boss to a business dinner. Mr. Hill had been there too, impossible to miss. The man had shiny rings stacked on nearly all ten fingers. Even Benny’s boss was practically bending over backward to flatter him. That was when Benny realized this guy was serious money.That night, when the boss suddenly asked for some documents, Benny realized he’d left them at home. In a panic, he called Violet to rush them over.Who would’ve thought that her brief appearance—barely ten seconds—would catch Mr. Hill’s full attention?The man started offering money just to see her again.Fifty thousand.Then a hundred.Then two hundred thousand.Benny had hesitated at first… but when the number hit two hundred grand, he’d gone numb. That was two hundred thousand dollars.So he arranged for Vio

Ch118 - She should repay us

The couple walked down the street in sync—quiet for once.After crossing an intersection, Polly slowed to a stop. She tugged awkwardly at her sleeve.In the glass reflection earlier, she’d caught sight of herself—plain gray-and-black sweats, matching padded jacket, dull sneakers. Next to that polished saleswoman, she’d looked… small. Invisible.Benny walked a few steps before realizing she wasn’t beside him anymore. He turned back.“Why’d you stop?”“Didn’t you feel it?” Polly frowned. “When she said we needed an appointment to view the apartments… it felt like she didn’t actually want to deal with us.”“You’re overthinking it,” Benny waved it off. “How would a saleslady know if we’ve got money or not?”“They always say that guy who made the iphones—doesn’t he wear the same outfit every day?” Benny scratched his head, trying to remember the name. Couldn’t. “Point is, rich people don’t care what they wear. So why would she care what we wear?”He sounded impatient.Polly pressed her lip

Ch119 - The VIP

(Phone vibrating)Benny woke up groggy in a hotel room, sprawled flat on the carpet like a starfish. His thigh kept buzzing—his phone vibrating nonstop in his pocket.He didn’t want to move.He cracked one eye open, then shut it again. But the phone wouldn’t quit. It kept buzzing like a debt collector who refuses to hang up.He’d just paid interest last night. No way someone was already calling to chase him again.With a groan, he shifted and fished the phone out of his pocket, eyes still closed, fumbling at the screen. It took him a few tries before he finally hit the right button.The second the call connected, a voice exploded through the speaker.“WHERE are you?”Polly.Benny frowned and muttered under his breath. The sound of her voice—plus the ache in his back from sleeping on the hard floor—instantly put him in a bad mood. Whatever leftover fun from last night’s all-night drinking session? Gone.“Hello? You there?” she pressed again, more urgent this time.Her sharp tone made h

Ch120 - Take it back

“What are we supposed to do now?” Polly spun in circles right outside the bank entrance, anxiety written all over her face.If they went back to Josef again, wouldn’t that make them look desperate? But the invisible weight of those bills pressing down on her chest made it impossible to just sit and wait.The scarf and jumpsuit she’d bought two days ago could still be returned. But the hat and coat—tags already cut off—were non-refundable. That alone was close to ten grand. Just thinking about it felt like someone had carved a chunk straight out of her chest.Benny wasn’t feeling any better. The real problem? He’d already run his mouth in front of his friends. Promised to book out the bar and let everyone drink on him. If he backed out now, he’d look like a total clown.The two of them stood there, stressed enough to go gray on the spot.They were terrified of scaring off the “big fish” they’d just hooked by seeming too impatient. But they also couldn’t handle the pressure piling up in

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