บททั้งหมดของ UNVEILING THE BILLIONAIRE'S HEART : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

"I'm sorry Yelena, this can't wait, I'll see you later,” Mrs.Walter said, rushing down the stairs.Mrs. Walter, Elizabeth and Darlene all left the castle at once, Yelena stood at the entryway watching them leave. She walked out of the large entrance, furious and perplexed.“I need to see Garret,” she hissed, shutting her car door and following the two vehicles that just left.Jonathan was just heading back from a private meeting. Little did he know that his mother was already at his office waiting to question him. Elizabeth had parted with her mid way because they didn't want to raise any speculations about their close relationship.Mrs. Garvey tried to warn him but he ignored her gestures and pushed the door inside. His mother was there waiting. “Mother, what is it?” He asked, reaching for his seat behind the glass table.His mother stared at his gaze, as he sank into the chair. She took a deep breath, the usual expression before she lashed out. “Is this how you're planning to run t

Jonathan looked out through the window as their car approached the metallic gate. Geoffrey slowed, his hands steadily twisting the steering wheel. Jonathan watched his fingers scratching the leather. As they reached the parking lot, Geoffrey released the brakes and parked just below a tall block of flats, they walked out in haste, pacing to the entrance.Jonathan looked up, staring at the long block of flats, then at the entrance. He glanced at Geoffrey, who led the way. There was a lady at the small counter. She smiled when she saw them, but her expression died as soon as they approached the small counter. Wrinkles drew lines of frustration on her pale lips, and she stared sternly at Jonathan.“Oh, poor George. He's going to die in that boy's hands. That lad can't seem to control his stupid anger,” she cried. Jonathan held her hands, rubbing them softly.“Where did they go? Could you possibly know where thry went?” Geoffrey asked, interrupting himself.“St. Mary's. I heard him say,” s

Jonathan shut the door behind him, paused for a moment, his eyes searching the room. He took in a deep breath, feeling the tranquility that his office had transformed into. For the very first time, he felt like he owned the place.He gazed at his father's portrait with a wide smile, then proceeded to his seat. He spread his hands on the glass table, tapping his fingers onto the glass, absorbing the serenity and the cool purified air.Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, a loud thud. His eyes widened, staring at the opening door.“Come on, I know that knock,” he said, screaming in a joyful tone.His face turned red as soon as he saw Yelena’s hands push the door. He began to fume and his hands folded into tight fists. “Let me guess, you expected someone else,” she said, pulling the seat next to the glass table.Her smile immediately tainted the air leaving a residue of tension in the room. Her sharp and sultry eyes stared at him, focusing on his reaction.“What brings you here?” He

“Sir, the reports are out, would you like to…” Mrs. Garvey stuttered, but Jonathan’s voice suddenly cut her short.“Hand me that file,” he said.Mrs. Garvey placed the yellow folder on the glass table. Jonathan stared at the files with a suspicious look on his face, even though it was his idea to let every board member share their decisions about the report on Focus Media.His mother, however, disagreed with the idea, calling it a sham exercise that would end up wasting time and resources. Jonathan spent all his time reading through their responses. He searched the entire folder but couldn't find any document in his mother's name.“To the castle, Geoffrey,” he said, rushing to the elevator. Geoffrey followed as usual, pulling the back door as Jonathan settled in. They left the office just at noon, speeding through the traffic under the scorching afternoon sunshine.Jonathan loosened his black, stiff tie and took off his jacket, gasping for the cool artificial air from the vehicle's a

Evania woke up as early as six o'clock. She had dozed off after accidentally writing the weird late night text. She was still soaked in guilt and embarrassment that morning. She kept whispering and praying on her way to work, asking for protection from Jonathan’s inevitable scolding.Jonathan was already at his office for an early meeting that morning, he seemed to be so invested in a pressing matter that he didn't even bother to ask for her as he had done previously.When she arrived later on, she walked straight to her desk and stayed glued on her seat, burying herself in endless online articles. She barely spoke or looked away. When Becky noticed the uneasiness and pretense hiding in her perceived seriousness, she rolled her seat closer to the dividing plywood.“You haven't been up yet, have you?” Becky questioned, leaning her head against the softboardEvania glanced at her, raising her eyes a little over the softboard dividing the dockets. “Do I have to?” She asked, fixing her eye