All Chapters of MY WAY TO THE BILLIONAIRE'S HEART : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"Because Jade Kensington is many things, but stable isn't one of them. We dated for two years. I ended it when I realized she was embezzling from the company to fund her lifestyle, drugs, gambling, shopping addiction. I could have prosecuted her. Instead, I paid off her debts and asked her to leave quietly. She's hated me ever since.""So everything she said about the merger, about you shifting blame…""Is partially true," Carter admitted, surprising her. "The Takahashi partnership does help insulate me from some liability. That's just smart business. But I'm not framing them. They know exactly what they're getting into, and they're being compensated accordingly. And yes, I've made hard choices about how to handle the recall situation. But every choice I've made has been aimed at minimizing harm while keeping the company solvent enough to actually make things right."He leaned forward, his grey eyes intense. "I'm not asking you to think I'm a good person, Maeve. I'm asking you to see

"My home, you mean. The apartment I've lived in for three years.""Which was forty-five minutes from the office in traffic and had black mold in the bathroom. You're welcome." He was already walking away, pulling out his phone. "Your mother has been transferred to Cedars-Sinai's executive medical wing. Tommy's housing at Stanford has been upgraded to a single suite. Rita's diner closed this morning for renovations, the contractors estimate six weeks. All of this information is in the packet Diane will give you."He'd moved her entire life like chess pieces while she was in hair and makeup."You had no right…""I had every right. You're a Langston now. Or you will be in six weeks. That means certain standards must be maintained." He stopped at the elevator, finally looking at her. "You wanted the power to fix things, Maeve. Well, I fixed them. You're welcome."Then he was gone, leaving her standing in the empty corridor with Diane and a growing sense that she'd made a terrible mistake.

"This is where we've implemented the new safety protocols Mr. Langston approved last month. Every unit now goes through triple inspection before shipment."Maeve walked over, examining the inspection station. It looked legitimate, detailed checklists, testing equipment, workers who actually seemed to know what they were doing. But something nagged at her."When did these protocols start?" she asked."March fifteenth," Douglas replied smoothly.Maeve pulled out her phone, checked the calendar. March fifteenth was three days after Carter had announced the Challenge. Three days after he'd decided he needed a wife to stabilize his image."And before March fifteenth?" she pressed. "What were the protocols then?"Douglas shifted uncomfortably, glancing at Carter. "We had protocols, of course. Just, not as extensive.""Show me the data," Maeve said. "Defect rates for the six months before March fifteenth versus after.""Miss Wells, I'm not sure…""She's VP of Product Development," Carter int

"The best kind of enemies are the ones you make by doing the right thing." Linda poured two glasses of wine. "My nephew is a complicated man. Brilliant, ruthless, deeply damaged. His father was…" she paused, choosing words carefully, "...a difficult person to live up to. And an even more difficult person to rebel against.""You don't like Carter?""I love Carter. I don't always like him. There's a difference." Linda sipped her wine. "When he was young, before Reginald got his claws in him, Carter was sweet. Kind, even. He wanted to be a teacher, believe it or not. Fourth grade. He had this whole plan to work in underprivileged schools, make a difference. Then Reginald sat him down on his sixteenth birthday and told him that kindness was weakness, that the only thing that mattered in this world was power. And Carter…" her expression turned sad, "...Carter believed him."Maeve's chest tightened. "That's horrible.""That's the Langston legacy. My husband, Carter's uncle David, died tryin

Or maybe, if the detective was right, all of her life.Maeve walked to her window, looked out at Los Angeles glittering below. Somewhere out there, Miranda was fighting for her life. Jade was in a hospital bed. And Carter was probably in his penthouse, calculating his next move.The question was: what would Maeve's next move be?Her phone buzzed one more time. An email from an address she didn't recognize: If you want the truth about Carter Langston, come to the address below. Alone. Tomorrow at noon. And Maeve, bring the business card Hiroshi Tanaka gave you. You're going to need it.The email included an address in Pasadena. And a single line at the bottom:Trust no one. Not Carter. Not Cameron. Not even yourself.Maeve closed her eyes, exhaustion washing over her.She was in too deep now. Too far gone to back out safely.All she could do was keep moving forward and hope she was smart enough to survive whatever came next.And if she wasn't?Well, at least her family would be taken c