All Chapters of Into His Mistress's Body: Billionaire's Heartless Wife : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Yvonne, I stood there in the corner of the room, holding a glass of orange juice, while Aurora, with her clumsy hands, tried to hold the cupcake. I didn’t know anyone except some familiar celebrities of the business world. But practically all of them ignored my existence, and I was genuinely appreciative of that. Despite being a team leader of a large financial team, I always avoided social gatherings at my company’s events. It wasn’t my thing to do. Honestly, you could say I didn’t like being around rich people. To them, people like us, who barely survived the harsh world of puberty, were like leeches trying to ruin their pure-blood royalty. However, standing there, one thing became clear: Aurora, born into a rich family, somehow had a fate very similar to mine. She wasn’t wanted either. Dante was busy talking to his clients, barely glancing at his daughter. Taylor and Jerome stayed cold to me and didn’t glance at Aurora, and her grandparents barely registered her. Their eyes sli

Yvonne, "Veronica! Wait!" Taylor walked toward me with quick, heavy steps as I headed toward the driveway. I turned, narrowing my eyes. "If you want me to stay, then you shouldn't. I might do something to ruin the party. I swear!" My voice came out sharp and warning. I meant every word. Taylor rubbed his forehead and exhaled. "No. I won't say anything. But can we talk? Somewhere alone?" His voice was strained, almost panicked. I scanned him for a moment before nodding. "Fine. Let's have lunch together. We're heading to grab some seafood." "Okay. My treat." "Oh, free meals. Looks like I saved a few hundred dollars today." I chuckled and kissed my sweetheart’s cheek. "Mommy will buy you the best toy with that money instead." "Really? Mommy! Yayyy!" Aurora squeezed me in a tight hug, her face brightening. Taylor watched quietly, something conflicted flickering across his face before he opened the door. "Get in." I nodded and got into the car. He took us to a fancy restaurant in

Taylor,"Boss, there is no doubt. The information has been blocked by the International Business Management Headquarter. There is no way anyone else can know about it except the heads of RL Corporation. Maybe we should ask Ms Veronica to clear the identity of the person who told her about it!" my assistant said, standing behind me while I watched Veronica buying all the toys Aurora liked.I held up my hand, my jaw tightening. "Don't ask her. She will hate it. Also, I don't want to dwell on it until I understand Veronica's sudden changes," I said quietly, my eyes following the way she crouched beside Aurora. "Even if she was told by that man, the way she explained everything, including fifteen years of restriction, it didn't sound like she heard it through the grapevine.""You are saying that she has information about the business world? We both know that Ms Veronica hated everything related to business. Even though she didn't date anyone who was related to business except Mr Dante Bla

Yvonne,I didn’t know Jerome had actually prescribed me that many medicines for the withdrawal. The entire day, even at the party, I felt that dull burn crawling under my skin, the restless ache in my bones, and the sharp cravings that made my throat tighten every time I smelled something strong. Even the wine, my old favorite, felt like it was calling me.Thankfully, I forced myself to drink orange juice instead. A small victory, but it stopped me from slipping. Now, after taking a few of the medicines, I glanced at Aurora and Dante.Surprisingly, not only did he avoid going to Pearl, but he had comfortably claimed my bed, lying sideways as if he owned the place, reading Aurora a children's book. It had been almost an hour, and he didn’t look like he intended to leave. His legs were stretched out, his shoulders relaxed, and Aurora was practically glued to him.Whatever. It wasn’t like I had a problem with it.I settled on the couch with a facial mask on. Aurora immediately noticed it

Next morning, the dining table was filled with laughter and light conversation when I entered the dining room with Aurora. But the moment we stepped inside, everything fell silent. It was so abrupt it felt like someone had slammed a door shut behind us. No one looked at us, yet every expression screamed the same message: get lost. Even the servants froze mid-motion. Dante’s eyes lifted once, cold and sharp as a blade, then dropped again, offering not even a good morning to Aurora.Her small fingers tightened around mine, nervous and uncertain. I refused to let her sit in that atmosphere, so I turned and walked straight to the kitchen without acknowledging a single one of them. The chef looked up, stiff and uncomfortable, wearing the same restrained irritation as the rest."I will make my own breakfast, if possible," I said evenly.He blinked, startled, then nodded. "I can help you if needed." His tone was polite, but his eyes flickered with nervousness, as if expecting me to throw som