All Chapters of The Secret Billionaire Heiress Strikes Back : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter 31His fingers closed around hers—warm, strong, steady—and then he was leading her out of the conference room, through the executive suite, past the shocked receptionist and the confused employees and the security guardswho didn't dare intervene when Rhys Larsen fixed them with a look that promised career-ending consequences.They walked in silence through the marble lobby, past the towering Hawkins Industries logo, through the revolving doors and into the bright morning sunlight. A black car waited at the curb—sleek and expensive, with a driver who immediately opened the back door when he saw them approaching.Rhys gestured for Ravyn to enter first, then slid in beside her. The door closed with a solid thunk that felt like finality, like a chapter ending, like freedom.The car pulled away from the curb, and Ravyn watched through the tinted windows as Hawkins Industries receded behind them. She half expected her family to come running out, to try to stop them, to make one last

Chapter 33The kitchen had been peaceful moments before—sunlight streaming through the windows, Celine Dion's voice soaring through "My Heart Will Go On," and Dante dancing around the stove while making breakfast and lunch simultaneously. He'd been extra careful this morning, checking every ingredient twice, reading labels multiple times, making absolutely certain there wasn't a trace of anything that could trigger another allergic reaction.The hospital visit two nights ago had terrified him more than he'd admit to anyone, even Ravyn. Watching Rhysand struggle to breathe, seeing his small face swell, hearing the panic in the doctor's voice as they'd rushed him into emergency treatment—it had awakened every protective instinct Dante possessed and amplified them tenfold.So now he checked. And double-checked. And triple-checked when necessary."Papa, you're burning the eggs," Rhysand observed from his perch on the kitchen counter, his small legs swinging as he carefully colored within

Chapter 35Miles was on his way up.Dante flew through the apartment in a controlled panic, grabbing anything that could indicate a child lived here. Rhysand's coloring book and crayons from the kitchen counter—into his bedroom. The booster seat—same place. Small shoes by the door—bedroom. Rhysand's jacket hanging on a hook—bedroom. The children's books stacked by the couch—bedroom.He swept through like a tornado, gathering every piece of evidence, every hint of Rhysand's existence, and depositing it all in his own bedroom. Then he locked the door from the outside with the spare key he kept for emergencies and pocketed it securely.He turned off the stove where Rhysand's lunch had been cooking, dumped the pan in the sink and covered it with other dishes to hide it. He grabbed the plate Rhysand had been eating from and stuffed it in the dishwasher. He even opened a window to air out the cooking smells that might have indicated he was making food for more than one person.His phone buz

Chapter 37"Because..." Dante started, then stopped, trying to find words that would make sense to a four-year-old without frightening him or making him feel like his existence was something wrong or shameful. "Because some people don't understand our family. They don't understand that families can be different, can be made up of people who love each other even if they're not related in traditional ways.""Like how you're my Papa even though you're really my uncle?" Rhysand asked, his voice still small but steadier now."Exactly like that," Dante said. "And sometimes, when people don't understand, they try to break up families that don't look like what they think families should look like. So we keep you secret, to keep you safe, to keep our family together."Rhysand considered this, his small hand playing with the collar of Dante's shirt. "Is Mama secret too?""In a different way," Dante said carefully. "Mama loves you very much. She wants to be with you all the time. But right now,

Chapter 39"Miles loves you," Eleanor said firmly. "What happened between him and Ravyn—that was years ago. That relationship was never going to work. You and Miles are perfect together.""I know," Aspen said, letting relief color her voice. "I know. I just... I worry that Ravyn doesn't see it that way. That she thinks we betrayed her.""If she thinks that, then she's being childish," Garret said dismissively. "Life moves on. People change. She had five years to process those changes. If she can't accept that Miles chose you instead of her, that's her problem, not ours."Aspen nodded, dabbing at her eyes with a tissue she'd pulled from her purse. "You're right. Of course you're right. I just... I love her. She's my sister. And I hate seeing her make these mistakes."The door to the conference room opened before anyone could respond, and Miles walked in, looking confused and slightly disheveled. His dark hair was messier than usual, his expression distracted, as if his mind was somewhe