All Chapters of Claimed By My Ex's Billionaire Brother : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Zane: The surgery had been done for hours. Levi had called me around 3 pm to confirm everything went well. The transplant was successful, and Stephanie's mother was stable in recovery. But Stephanie hadn't called. Not that it bothered me; I was too occupied with a pile of files on my table to care about the fact that she hadn't left a text or called. She was probably busy with her mother. Or maybe she forgot. I looked up from the email on the laptop to find Tristan and Niko both staring at me while sitting across from my table. “I’m beginning to get convinced that both of you don't have jobs anymore.” I said calmly, leaning back on my seat. Nikolai sat sprawled on his seat, checking something on his phone before looking up at me. “You see, that's one of the advantages of not being the first son; you get the chance to laze around without anyone questioning you. Unfortunately, you and Tristan can't relate to the feeling.” Tristan rolled his eyes, reaching for his phone on the de

Stephanie: I pushed the door open and stepped into the house, drenched in sweat from the heat outside, my legs still shaky from sprinting after I spotted a flock of turkeys that chased me. It turns out this upper-class area doesn’t even allow taxis because apparently everyone’s terrified someone might run over their precious birds. And there were a lot of them. Turkeys, ducks, I even saw a fat geese, and also a very beautiful peacock with all kinds of feathery creatures just wandering around like they owned the place. Every fenced house I passed had at least one bird. Either walking proudly across the road or swooping right over my head. Brushing away a trickle of sweat running down my chin, I walked into the living room and came to an abrupt stop at the sight before me. Zane was sitting on one of the couches, dressed casually in grey joggers and a long sleeve black compression shirt that hugged his frame. AirPods nestled in his ears, his attention was fixed intently on the table

Stephanie:The first thing I noticed when in the room was that it no longer felt like a guest room.My boxes were gone.Well, not gone, exactly. They’d been unpacked and arranged accordingly by the side. While my books were arranged neatly on the table in the room.I stood there for a moment, rooted to the spot, my gaze slowly moving from the stacked shoes by the wall to the closet door that was open a little. I walked toward it on instinct, pulling my hairband and letting my silky blonde hair cascade down my shoulders before my fingers curled around the handle as I pulled it open.My clothes were arranged inside.They weren't just tossed in or hung carelessly, but instead they were arranged properly. Dresses were grouped together, tops were folded on a side, and trousers were hung evenly as though someone had taken their time. I pressed my lips together, unsure how to feel about everything. I wasn't used to having people do my things for me.And it felt very weird this way.I gave m

Stephanie: Lilah and the twins didn't stay long before they left. And as soon as they did, I respectfully found my way back to my room, doing everything I could to avoid Zane and me being alone in any space. Ronnie finally eased back up to me, walking into the room with me before I shut the door. But as soon as we got in, he walked to his new bowl, which was placed close to the bathroom door. When he realized it was empty, he moved the bowl. Well, of course he wanted food; here I was thinking he wanted to finally bond and must have forgiven me for not returning home last night. I looked around the room, searching for wherever Felicia might have stored his food, but found nothing. The bowl was here, but the actual bag of cat food was nowhere to be seen. “Great,” I muttered under my breath. Ronnie meowed again, and he padded over to me, brushing his fur over my legs. “Alright, alright. I'm going.” I gave him a quick scratch behind his ears, and he tolerated it for exactly thre

Stephanie: The knock came softly at first, pulling me out of a heavy sleep. I stirred, my brows pulling together as the sound came again. My head felt thick, like it was stuffed with cotton, and my body was weighed down, unwilling to move. “Stephanie?” a woman’s voice called through the door. “Are you awake?” I blinked my eyes open, squinting at the room. For a moment, I had no idea where I was or how long I’d been asleep. The curtains were open, and the light outside looked darker. I pushed myself up slowly, my neck aching. “Yeah,” I managed out roughly. “I’m awake.” The door opened a little, and Felicia peeked in, her pair of eyes immediately catching mine. “I didn’t want to disturb you, but dinner is ready.” I glanced around the room, my heart sinking as reality settled back in. Ronnie was curled beside me, fast asleep. “Oh,” I murmured. “I…I must’ve slept longer than I thought.” Felicia smiled with a nod. “You did. Mr. Wright got back from work a while ago.” She hesitate