UNVEILING THE BILLIONAIRE'S HEART 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 61 - 챕터 70

The crew was finally back in London. Evania was already at her desk, busy sorting through the vast amount of content from Paris. The next challenge was significant: she had to upload clean, professionally edited videos to their channels and publish a twenty-five-page magazine. This publication would feature every detail, including the high-fashion photos and the exclusive interviews captured during the event.Jonathan headed to the castle. He went to see his mother. He arrived in high spirits, but the dull, skeptical look on his mother’s face quickly erased the excitement from his own. Darlene greeted him with a hug and took his bag, but his mother remained silent and curious.“Where is Geoffrey?” she asked eventually.Jonathan ignored the question. He walked straight to her, a small smile glowing on his face, and reached out to caress her shoulder. Her hands paused in the air, but she finally gave in and held him tight. Deep down, she cared for him deeply, and her only true wish was

Jonathan stood at the cemetery, his hands buried deep in his pockets. Geoffrey had just placed fresh flowers on the grave. Jonathan stared at the engraved name: “Danny Golden.”He watched a small ant crawl up the cold concrete. A memory flickered in his mind like an old film reel. He traveled back to a time when Danny was still alive. He had been a lively, cheerful man, and Jonathan’s father had loved him for his positive spirit. His father often said Danny was the reason he never gave up on his dreams; it was Danny's words that had helped bring the Walter building to life.The day his father died, Danny had been there to comfort him. He told Jonathan that the world could no longer contain his father's greatness and that the torch had been passed. Danny taught him everything he knew about a man's world. While his father trained him to be the next Walter, Danny taught him how to live outside the castle walls and the family empire.They had gone on camping trips and performed military

Yamalenko gasped as the air in the room felt thin and cold. Starkov lifted the man's chin with the muzzle of a cold pistol, his eyes showing no mercy. On a small screen nearby, the video recording played on a loop, exposing the audio clip to the entire world. Starkov watched it for a moment with a grim smile. Then, without a word, he hit Yamalenko with the back of the weapon, knocking him out immediately.Starkov grabbed a white napkin from Vlad’s hand and cleaned his fingers with slow, deliberate movements. He turned his wrist and checked the time. It was 9:40 am. He had exactly ten minutes to make it to the most important event of the season. He glanced at the unconscious man on the floor and scoffed. With a wave of his hand, he signaled his men to carry him back to the shipping container.The event was an exclusive meeting held at the magnificent Dom Hotel. It pulled in only the notable investors and the richest families from London and beyond. Inside, the mood was electric. A live

“Focus Media emerges as the frontrunner of the much-anticipated London Festival.”The words struck Jonathan hard. It was the undeniable truth: his company was slowly drowning.One of his own reporters, had covered the entire story. He even wrote about the conversation with Tom Billings. Finley dropped the papers on Jonathan’s desk. Jonathan stared at Yelena's face on the cover of the newspaper. Her eyes seemed to pierce through his soul. Her open lips looked like a witch smiling at him in a mean way.Even Evania, down in the newsroom, read the news. She sat in the editorial section of the lifestyle magazine. She read the entire article from start to finish. Becky watched her from across the room. She shook her head because Evania had been buried in the newspaper for hours. Becky stood up and walked over. Evania did not even flinch or turn around. Becky grabbed the papers out of her hands.She cleared her throat. “How long do you plan on torturing yourself?”Evania turned away. She

The tides were shifting. The storm still swept across the entire city of London. Not a physical storm, but a mental and emotional battle between the haves and have-nots.Yelena ended up in an Airbnb with Garrett. After all, one last time won’t hurt. She took off her heels very fast, kissing Garrett and holding his back. The man grabbed her butt as they proceeded to the bed.No questions, straight up to the bed. The night was cold, quiet, and calm—a perfect world for their indulging. Garrett took off her dress. Yelena lay on the bed naked. Garrett pulled her thongs with his teeth. Yelena grabbed his head and forced him up.She sucked his cold pink lips until they were wet. She spread her legs over the bed and Garrett slid into her. She grabbed him and pinned him between her legs. She moaned. He moved, slowly digging into her until she could feel it there, in her g-spot. Garrett pulled out and turned her.“You like to spoon a lot,” she whispered, turning on one side.Garrett lifted one