Semua Bab Runaway Wife Inheriting Billions from Bigshots Brothers: Bab 11 - Bab 20

A bodyguard soon came inside the room, ruining the supposedly good atmosphere that Damon created along with Ella.The bodyguard came, bowing his head respectfully at Ella direction over, he then leaned his face closer to Damon, delivering quite a bad news, judging by how Damon expression turned ugly after a minute the bodyguard stated the news.“Are you sure?” Damon tilted his head, looking straight at the bodyguard eyes, that the bodyguard still leaning close to his ears was momentarily startled and panic, but then he quickly pulled through his composure and answered in a calm voice as much as possible.“Yes Sir, it was a lawyer that requested your presence.” The bodyguard once again repeated, though because of the earlier panic he had a while ago, his voice was not lowered anymore as he even stuttered, that Ella who confusedly looked at the small pink bubbles that somehow surrounded the two men in front of her for a moment before it extinguishes in a second, finally was able to get

Ella's eyelashes fluttered irritably as something soft poked at her cheeks. Slowly, she opened her eyes, but a burst of bright sunlight immediately assaulted her vision. She squinted, her eyes narrowing in annoyance, and then shot up from her bed, her movement swift and instinctual. Without thinking, she yanked the curtains closed with a decisive pull, shutting out the blinding daylight. She turned back toward the bed and glared at her cousin, who was sprawled on her bed with a lazy grin."What are you doing?!" Ella demanded, her voice sharp with irritation.Lexter, completely unbothered by the tone of her voice, simply smiled. He reached for one of the fluffy bunny pillows she used to hug when she slept, sinking his chin into it as he looked up at her with an amused expression."Steven wants you to go to the company today," Lexter said, his voice light, almost teasing.Ella's frown deepened as she crossed her arms over her chest, looking at him like he'd just told her she had to jump

Steven blinked innocently, utterly not bothered by the momentary lost composure of his sister in front of the board members who stared to look at his sister only to lower their heads after he glanced back at them coldly, dark eyes warning them.“You didn’t know?” he asked, tilting his head. “Your ex-husband has a twin brother. Identical. Same face, same height, same annoyingly sharp jawline," Steven added enviously in the end that made Ella who was listening feel speechless, "Just… seemed to be significantly less of a jerk, from what I’ve heard of your ex-husband trait.” Steven then continued to say with a smile."By the way," Steven's teasing face turned serious, "I heard that Damon didn't accept that you two are already divorced, is that right? Did Ian really handle it right?"Ella stared at him, but instead of answering him, she skipped off all of his questions as her eyes flickered, she then stared at the screen then stared back at her big brother again.It continued again and aga

Steven burst out of the boardroom like a fired missile, papers flying, employees shrieking and flattening themselves against the walls as he sprinted past.“ELLA!” he shouted down the hallway.His footsteps echoed like the building was about to collapse.Behind him, Damon stalked out the door with the silent, predatory grace of a panther that had just been personally offended by the prey it was chasing. He didn’t run, Damon never ran, that would be undignified, but the power in his steps was enough to make the floor tremble."...."It was a metaphor.He ran wildly, because of the possesive jealousy he was feeling, knowing that Steven ran after his wife after Ella left the room.He just can't leave hiis wife around with a guy that claimed he was his wife brother.Several assistants dove out of his path.“Mr. Monteverde!!”He ignored them, they are not that iimportant forr him right now.The two men headed down the long hallway like rival warlords racing toward the same battlefield.Tho

Damon remembered the night vividly, the one that had started everything. He had been waiting for Ella outside the small café she liked, the one where the warm light spilled onto the cobblestone street, and he had planned to tell her something important, something personal. She had been late, of course, as usual, and he had grown impatient, pacing back and forth, checking his watch. When she finally arrived, laughing and apologizing, he had barely had time to smile before his phone rang.It was Melanie yet again.“Damon, I need you,” her voice had trembled on the line, fragile and scared, and Damon had known immediately something was wrong. She had been his childhood friend, the one he had promised to always protect when everyone else had abandoned her, the one who had been there when he had felt alone, when he had no one else to turn to.“Melanie, calm down. Where are you?” he asked, already moving toward her neighborhood, ignoring the worried glance Ella gave him as she reached for h