Satisfying the billionaire (mxm) のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

The drive back from the detention center had been silent.Leo’s mind replayed Julian’s words again and again.Richard Carter.His uncle.The man who had raised him after his father died.The man who had helped build Carter Industries into a global company.The man Leo trusted more than almost anyone.Grayson watched him carefully from the passenger seat.“You’re thinking the same thing over and over,” he said softly.Leo kept his eyes on the road.“I’m hoping it’s not true.”Grayson nodded slowly.“But you’re afraid it is.”Leo didn’t answer.Because deep down, a part of him had already started connecting the pieces.Later that evening, the Carter-Knight house was quiet again.The kids had finally gone to bed.Leo stood in the study holding the old partnership documents.Grayson leaned against the desk.“So,” he said carefully, “what’s the plan?”Leo stared at the papers.“We confront him.”Grayson raised an eyebrow.“Directly?”“Yes.”Grayson crossed his arms.“You do realize Richard

The boardroom had never felt so tense.Every chair was filled. Every pair of eyes was fixed on Leo.The documents he had placed on the table sat untouched, like a bomb waiting to explode.Richard Carter remained seated at the far end, his posture straight, his expression calm but Leo knew him well enough to see the tension in his hands.The chairman cleared his throat.“Leo,” he said carefully, “you said the money wasn’t taken by your father.”Leo nodded.“That’s correct.”“And you’re certain of this?”“Yes.”The chairman gestured toward the documents.“Then who took it?”Silence filled the room.Leo looked down at the table for a moment.Twenty-five years of lies.His father carried guilt that wasn’t his.Julian Whitman grew up believing his family had been betrayed.And the man responsible sitting right in this room.Leo lifted his head.“Richard Carter.”The name landed like thunder.Several board members gasped.Others immediately turned to look at Richard.Richard didn’t react at

Leo stared at the notebook for a long moment.The laughter of Aria and Miles faded into the background as his focus locked onto the first page.Grayson leaned closer, resting one hand on the arm of Leo’s chair.“Your father wrote that?” he asked quietly.Leo nodded slowly.“I’d recognize his handwriting anywhere.”The paper looked old, slightly yellow from time. His father must have written it many years ago long before Leo ever became CEO.Before the truth.Before the war with Julian.Leo took a deep breath and continued reading.“Leo,If you are reading this, then the truth about Richard must have come out. I never believed secrets could stay buried forever.I hope when you discover the truth, you don’t let anger destroy you the way it destroyed others.What Richard did was wrong. But the company was already collapsing back then. Thousands of employees would have lost their jobs.I chose to carry the blame because I believed protecting the company mattered more than protecting my re

The fire crackled softly in the large stone fireplace, casting long shadows across the library walls.Leo didn’t move.Daniel Whitman’s words hung in the air like a loaded weapon.“Partner with me… or I take the company.”Grayson leaned back slightly, folding his arms.“Wow,” he said dryly. “You really know how to start a business conversation.”Daniel chuckled softly and swirled the whiskey in his glass.“I prefer honesty.”Leo’s voice was calm, but there was steel underneath.“You threaten to steal my company and call that honesty?”Daniel met his gaze without flinching.“I’m offering you a choice.”Leo tilted his head slightly.“No. You’re trying to manipulate me.”Daniel smiled.“And yet you came.”Grayson stepped forward.“That’s because we wanted to see what kind of man hides for thirty years and suddenly reappears asking for billions.”Daniel’s eyes flicked briefly to Grayson.“And you must be Grayson Knight.”Grayson didn’t hide his surprise.“You’ve been doing your homework.”

The air in the underground archive turned ice cold.Leo stared up the staircase, his mind struggling to process what he was seeing.Marcus Hale stood at the top step, a gun steady in his hand.The dim basement light reflected off the metal barrel.For a moment, no one moved.Grayson slowly raised his hands.“Well… this is a terrible incident.”Marcus didn’t smile.“Step away from the safe, Leo.”Leo’s voice was calm, but inside his heart was racing.“Marcus… what are you doing?”Marcus descended the stairs slowly, his footsteps echoing through the small chamber.“I was hoping you wouldn’t find this place so quickly.”Grayson glanced sideways at Leo.“You didn’t mention your CFO might be a secret villain.”Leo ignored him.His eyes stayed locked on Marcus.“You followed us.”Marcus shrugged.“You really think Daniel Whitman would invite you to that meeting without telling someone else?”Leo frowned.“Daniel told you?”Marcus chuckled.“No.”He stepped into the room, gun still raised.“