All Chapters of The Billionare's Wife: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter ElevenMason walked into the company, casually striding through the halls with the staff members greeting him as he walked by. He stepped into the elevator where his assistant was."Good morning, Mr. Mason," she greeted with a smile. Mason returned her greeting with one of his own, flashing his set of white teeth. She blushed slightly. Mason was known to be a handsome man — kind, outspoken, and admired by everyone in the company. He was the total opposite of Theodore — charming and friendly. Almost every girl in the company wanted to be with him."Any good news?" he asked, his eyes glued to his phone."Yes, Mr. Mason. DND Cooperation sent a letter. I was just about to deliver it to Mr. Knight," she said, showing him the enveloped letter. Mason widened his eyes in surprise, shocked that they replied so fast. It seemed the CEO was on the verge."Very fast, what a surprise," Mason whispered to himself with a smirk. He turned to her. "You can leave, I’ll deliver it to him myself,"

Chapter ThirteenCorene’s POVToday was another busy day as the CEO of Knight Mall and Jewelry. Being in charge of one of the top luxury brands in the country came with both pride and pressure. It was a good yet heavy responsibility to bear. Every day I found myself attending meetings, talking to impatient clients, reviewing designs, signing documents, and occasionally scolding my workers when they slacked off.Honestly, I needed a proper massage. My shoulders were stiff, and my back ached from sitting too long at my desk. But then again, it was all worth it. I wasn’t complaining, not really. If I had to go through long days to sit in this gorgeous office, fly first-class anywhere I wanted, and wear designer clothes head to toe, then so be it. Not that I wasn’t rich before, but Knight Jewelry elevated my name even higher in the business world.I sighed, resting my chin on my palm, my thoughts drifting toward my messy, chaotic life.Just then, a knock on my office door snapped me back

Chapter FifteenKevin’s POVI watched the commotion unfold in the restaurant. At first, I wanted to step in, but luckily, President Davis did. Honestly, how could that man even think of bullying Mrs. Knight? If Mr. Knight finds out about this, that man is surely going to jail.I turned around and headed back to the company, still processing what I had just witnessed. Earlier today, I’d been keeping an eye on her, waiting outside the Knight mansion for hours, hoping she would come out at least once, to shop, meet someone, anything but she didn’t. I finally asked one of the security guards, and he told me she always goes out every morning, which was strange. From everything I’d heard, she was supposed to be a stay-at-home wife.The guard gave me directions to the route she usually takes. But one question kept running through my mind, why would Mrs. Knight, the wife of a billionaire, leave the house without a driver? Was she doing something shady?After hours of searching, I got tired an

Chapter SeventeenI woke up unusually early the next morning, and for the first time in a long while, I was in a genuinely good mood. Maybe it was because of what happened last night, the way Theodore had spoken to me, the unexpected warmth in his words. I wasn’t sure, but whatever it was, I wanted to hold onto this feeling for as long as I could.After a refreshing shower, I got dressed and headed downstairs to tidy up the living room. Theodore had cleaners who came by regularly, so I only handled light chores—sweeping, arranging the cushions, or polishing the glass table. It wasn’t much, but it made me feel useful, like I was doing something meaningful around the house.Lately, I’d been making very simple breakfasts, and I had a feeling the girls were getting tired of it. “Alright,” I muttered to myself, picking up my phone. “Let’s try something new today.”I opened YouTube and began scrolling through cooking tutorials. There were so many options—pancakes, omelettes, French toast,

Chapter NineteenLayla As I quietly ate my leftover doughnut and walked down the street, my thoughts drifted back to what Serena had said. For the first time, I felt oddly thankful for being married to Theodore. How lucky was I to have a billionaire husband, even if our relationship wasn’t perfect?The look on her face, Serena’s shocked, bitter expression when she realized I was no longer the shabby beggar she wanted me to be, was priceless. I could still see her eyes narrowing, her fake smile trembling as she searched for a way to drag me down again. She couldn’t stand seeing me clean, dressed neatly, and living well. So, of course, she brought up the debt.I sighed, brushing away the crumbs on my hand. How did we even get here? One moment we were like sisters, inseparable and the next, she had turned into my sworn enemy. Was I cursed to always end up alone?As I walked, lost in thought, a voice inside me snapped sharply: "Layla, get a grip. You’re one step closer to achieving your