All Chapters of For The Blind Billionaire : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Charlotte POV “We came here for dinner as far as I remember. I didn't know that I came here to have my wife drilled by the both of you.” Hayden said in a light tone, but I knew he wasn't joking. He seemed genuinely angry about anything that was happening. I quickly blinked back the tears that were threatening to spill from my eyes. “I'm Heather by the way,” his sister said, now plastering a smile on my face. “Disregard any information that my mom claims to have known about you.”“It's not like it's a lie,” Loretta said, rolling her eyes like she wanted me out of that house in seconds. That was it. I had enough. I turned to look at her, plastering a smile on my face. “I have no idea what you've heard about me, but I would like to assure you that every damn rumor is fake. From the gold digging, to every other thing that people might have heard about me. Either from the gossips to the rumors. I don't even think I care much about it. But your thought counts. And that should be based

Charlotte’s POV“Cecilia?” I called out, with confusion written all over me. Why was she crying? “What is she doing here?” Hayden asked, obviously not liking the sound of her even being around him. I couldn’t blame him much. After all, she was the one that made the last dinner practically a living hell for herself. Worst of all, she took attention away from herself. But it was almost like there was something that happened between her and Hayden that he hadn’t told me yet.Cecilia was a changed person. That was the mantra that I had been chanting in my head to stop me from judging her unnecessarily. “What happened?” I asked immediately, walking up to her. “Do you need something?” I didn’t know if I was wicked for trying to look past her tears and focus on the main reason why she was there. It didn’t even matter. She wrapped her arms around me as she sobbed even louder. I couldn’t help but wrap my hands around her as well, trying to calm her down from whatever was wrong with her. “W

Hayden’s POVThe city announced itself before I ever stepped out of the car.My ears picked up even the distant noises of cars driving off the main roads and footsteps moving by the off roads. My driver opened the door, and the familiar cool air brushed my face, grounding me instantly.“Good morning, sir.”“Morning,” I replied, straightening my cufflinks by feel before stepping out.The building was buzzing when I crossed its threshold.I could feel it..That early morning vibe. That's how it's always supposed to be.“Sir, the Asian markets closed stronger than projected,” one voice said from my right, keeping pace with me.And then, another joined from the left.“Sir, the legal team needs your signature on the Redwood acquisition documents before noon.”I nodded just as another joined in again.“Sir, the board meeting has been moved forward by twenty minutes.”I nodded once, absorbing everything as I always did.My cane tapped softly against marble as we moved towards my office.A

Charlotte’s POVThe morning came softly.The bright rays from the sunlight poured in through the windows, streaming down from the curtains.The air felt fresh and clean.It felt like a day to just be in a good mood.But right now, if I'm being honest, I barely had any reason to be.I lay still for a moment, staring at the ceiling, listening to the faint noises from outside.I could hear distant steps of maids, servants and other staffs streaming tro and fro the mansion.Everything sounded… normal.But I didn’t feel normal.My thoughts drifted back to the other night before I could stop them.When Hayden walked into the house like a complete ghost.And when I tried to clan him over to talk, he just…Snapped!I'M NOT IN THE MOODHis tone was sharp and cold as it's ever been towards me.But it wasn’t just what he’d said, or even how he said it, it was how quickly he’d turned away after he did and how final it felt.As though I’d crossed some invisible line without realizing it was there.

Charlotte’s POV“AHHHH!!”My scream tore through the night before I even realized it had left my mouth.The sound echoed against the walls of the mansion.I staggered back a step, my hand flying to my mouth too late.Agnes laid on the ground.Not collapsed.Not unconscious.She was dead…Murdered!Her eyes were still open, staring into nothing.Blood spilled over the once pure white of her maid gown.And there..right in the center of her chest. A knife.It was driven deep into her chest.“No—” My voice cracked, the word barely audible this time. “No, no, no…”My knees gave way, and I would have fallen if a hedge hadn’t been behind me.Then, footsteps rushed toward me and the sharp voices followed.“What happened?”“Oh my God—”“Someone call—”Maids and other staffs flooded into the garden one by one, the shock on their faces clear, some even broke into tears.One of them screamed when she saw Agnes and another even covered her mouth and turned away immediately.Someone else dropped