All Chapters of Billionaires flash marriage: Always you.: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Chapter 91: Inside the RoomMarcus leaned back in the café chair, watching Jesse and Everlyn carefully.“You two really didn’t think this through, did you?” he said quietly.Everlyn raised an eyebrow.“We thought it through just enough.”Marcus sighed.“That’s exactly what worries me.”Jesse folded his arms.“You said this meeting was important.”Marcus glanced toward the Helvetic Capital building across the street.“It is.”“Then why didn’t you tell us about it?”Marcus hesitated.“Because if you were here…”He gestured toward them.“…you’d want to see it.”Everlyn gave a small nod.“Correct.”Marcus rubbed his forehead.“You realize the people inside that building don’t just manage money.”“We’ve figured that out,” Jesse said.“Media, politics, finance.”Everlyn added, “Probably more.”Marcus gave a quiet laugh.“You’re catching on quickly.”Jesse leaned forward slightly.“So what exactly happens inside that meeting?”Marcus looked at the glowing windows of the upper floors.“They review influence.”Everlyn f

Chapter 93: The Choice The room was silent,twenty of the most powerful people in the world sat around the long table, watching Jesse Vance as if the future of their entire system depended on what he said next, Because in many ways, it did.Richard Vance’s hand remained extended, calm,patient and confident.Everlyn felt the tension in Jesse’s body beside her. His jaw was tight, his eyes locked on his father. Marcus stood slightly behind them, quiet but alert, watching the scene unfold.Jesse finally spoke“You planned this.”Richard didn’t flinch.“I prepared for it.”You knew I’d find the network.”“Yes.”“And you wanted me to.”Richard lowered his hand slowly.“I knew curiosity would bring you here eventually.”Everlyn crossed her arms. “That’s a strange way to recruit someone.”Richard glanced at her calmly.“Jesse was never meant to live outside this world.”Jesse shook his head.“That was never my plan.”Richard gave a small smile.“It rarely is.”The room remained quiet, every person listening c

Chapter 95: The Response The article went live at exactly 8:00 a.m., Evelyn didn’t announce it or promote it. she didn’t even share it on social media, She simply hit publish and waited. Jesse stood behind her, coffee in hand, watching the screen. “That’s it?” he asked. “That’s it.” “No dramatic launch?” Evelyn shook her head. “If we push it too hard, it looks like a stunt.” “And this way?” “It looks like journalism.” Jesse nodded slowly. “Fair.” They spent the next hour in silence, watching the numbers tick upward for Views,Shares, Comments. At first, the response was exactly what Evelyn expected, Curiosity. A few readers questioning the data and Others expressing concern. Nothing unusual. Nothing alarming. Marcus arrived just before ten. He didn’t knock. He never did. “Well?” he said, walking in. Evelyn turned her laptop toward him. “It’s live.” Marcus scanned the article quickly. “Clean. “That’s the goal no exaggeration, no speculation.” Marcus nodded. “Good.” Jesse leane

Chapter 97: The Trap The next morning arrived with a strange kind of clarity.Everlyn woke before sunrise, her mind already moving, already calculating. The soft gray light filtered through the curtains as she sat up in bed, careful not to wake Jesse. For a moment, she just sat there, listening to the quiet rhythm of the city beyond their window. Then she reached for the notebook on the bedside table.Not her laptop, not her phone just paper that alone felt like a small victory. By the time Jesse woke, Everlyn was already at the dining table, pages spread out around her like pieces of a puzzle. Arrows connected names, timelines overlapped, and in the center of it all was a single word she had circled multiple times "response." Jesse leaned against the doorway, watching her.You look like you didn’t sleep.”Evelyn didn’t look up ,“I slept enough.”“That’s not an answer.”“It’s the only one you’re getting.” Jesse smiled faintly and walked over, pouring himself coffee before sitting acros

Chapter 99: Clara’s Game Clara didn’t panic easily.In fact, she had built her entire reputation on the opposite precision under pressure, clarity in chaos, control when others lost theirs.But as she stood in her office that night, looking out over the city lights, she felt something unfamiliar.A shift subtle, But real. She turned away from the window and walked back to her desk, where a secure tablet lay open. Lines of encrypted data moved quietly across the screen internal communications, monitored signals, behavioral patterns. Jesse and Everlyn.She had been watching them for days now.Carefully and Methodically.And until tonight, everything they had done made sense.Every move had been predictable, logical, and praceable. But now—She tapped the screen.Something had changed.Earlier that evening, Clara had received two separate pieces of information.Both tied to Jesse and Evelyn and both appearing authentic.And both… conflicting.She replayed them in her mind. The first was a q