All Chapters of Revenge of the Star: Billionaire's Secret Lover: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

I am Cassandra Vance "That is, Sir... Miss Jennifer sent me a message. Here is the message," said Marcus, showing him the woman's text. "What? So she really went and chose another man? She is so heartless, abandoning me when she also used my money to become the Screen Queen." Marcus left immediately, as he had an investigation to pursue. The late afternoon sun of Los Angeles illuminated the marble floor of Julian’s luxurious private suite, but the warmth of its rays failed to touch the man now lying helpless. Julian clutched his mother's diamond necklace tightly, his eyes staring blankly at the sales note and the cancellation of the wedding. "It’s all over. Jennifer is leaving me now for another man." Morning arrived. The door to Julian’s house opened, and a man entered alongside Jennifer. Ricard, a staggeringly wealthy billionaire from overseas, stood in the doorway. "Jennifer, have you changed your mind? You're not leaving me, are you?" Julian asked, his voice hoarse. "I onl

Beg and Implore Me"Have you forgotten your trespasses? You cast me aside, you betrayed me, and now you are tasting the consequences. You must know that I am no longer Cassie; even if you beg for love, pleading for me to return to you will be utterly impossible. I am going to marry Ricard—he is my saviour," answered Jennifer, who was formerly known as "Cassie.""Cassie, forgive me. I was wrong... I am no longer crippled now. I will make amends to you and I will prove that I can be wealthy again. I will pursue your love once more," pleaded Julian, who desperately did not want to lose Cassie or Jennifer."Don't call me Cassie; I despise that name. That name is the one you ruined. You are the man who destroyed my career and my life. You almost burned to death in that car, yet all you cared about was pleasing Elena and Lord Rose. You are utterly ruthless, Julian."Cassandra then turned away, approached Ricard, and held his hand. She walked out of the luxurious suite, leaving Julian Sterli

Kneel and Beg My Love"You shouldn't have come to my wedding. I still remember everything, I truly hate you," said Jennifer, her voice now calm, a contrast to the tears that had just fallen. Ricard stood upright beside her, but Jennifer was only focused on her pitiful ex-husband."I will defend you, don't be afraid of this man," whispered Ricard."I'll do anything as long as you forgive me and come back to me. Please don't hate me, Jennifer." Julian forcibly pulled Jennifer's hand."Let go of me! Don't bother me again! I forgive you. I forgive all the suffering you inflicted on me. However, forgiving is not the same as returning. A dead love cannot be resurrected just by regret, especially when it comes late, after you have lost everything.""Please hear me one more time! I beg you to forgive me and not marry that man. That man is not good," said Julian."Ricard, please escort this man out! I'd rather marry you now. He is disturbing us and ruining our happiness." Jennifer asked her hu

Is She My Daughter?"I was not like that. I am sorry... it was my fault... please, do not be like this... Jennifer, I love you," Julian said."Go away! Never show your face to me again if you continue to speak of love." Jennifer was furious as she cast Julian out.Julian was forced to leave, driven away by Jennifer. This woman's heart was as cold as Julian's own attitude had been in the past.Two days later...Jennifer asked her driver to take her to a hidden villa on the outskirts of the city, far from the clamour of Hollywood and the strict surveillance of Ricard Cross. Julian, who had now learned to move by using the strength of his arms and the help of a manual wheelchair he had hidden in the bushes, managed to sneak into the spare boot of a logistics truck heading to the same place. He risked his life, hiding amongst food crates just to find an answer.'I must follow wherever Jennifer goes. I must win back her love.'A few minutes passed; they had arrived at a location. A villa s

Accidental Kiss "But it’s impossible; my heart still aches whenever I see Julian. But my daughter—does she realise how much that man resembles her?" Jennifer was bewildered by what she ought to do now, torn between her daughter’s desire to know her biological father and the searing pain of her own past. She had to choose one of them.At that moment, Julian was in the west wing corridor, polishing an antique mahogany sideboard until it gleamed. His mind drifted far away, calculating business figures for a tender he was secretly managing for his associates, when he heard the hurried clicking of high heels upon the marble floor."I only hope I can find success again. For now, I must also get closer to my daughter. Even if I cannot be called 'Daddy', at least I can see my own child."At the same time, Jennifer was in a great rush. She wore a night-blue silk gown and clutched a folder filled with important documents. She seemed distracted, glancing back as she barked instructions to a mai