Too Late To Love Me, Mr Billionaire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

KIRA POVWhat a weird day.Kira had dealt with contractors, ran into her childhood best friend who’d immediately turned hostile, received disturbing information from her private investigator, and had a massive blowout fight with her brother all in the span of about eight hours.She was exhausted but when she climbed into bed and turned off the lights, sleep just wouldn’t come.Her mind kept replaying the fight with Marcus. The way his face had changed when she mentioned the private investigator. The coldness in his voice when he compared her situation with Adrian to his relationship with Sophia.This was the first real fight they’d had in years. Maybe the first serious one ever, actually.Marcus was her closest sibling. Her only full biological sibling if you wanted to get technical about it. She had other siblings from her father’s other marriage, but that was a long story involving family dynamics she didn’t like to think about too much.The point was that she and Marcus had never h

KIRA’s POVThe meeting lasted for more than three hours. Mr Park had brought in several guest speakers who talked about the hospitality industry trends, the best practices and better pricing to follow. One woman from a consulting firm presented some data on occupancy rates across different Manhattan neighborhoods. A sustainability expert discussed green initiatives that could reduce operating costs while appealing to environmentally conscious travelers.There was a lengthy discussion about maintaining quality standards. Someone then brought up the importance of investing in proper bedding, high thread count sheets, mattresses that guests would actually want to sleep on instead of the cheap foam ones some properties despicably use and tried to get away with.“Your guests can tell the difference,” one of the speaker said.“And they’ll pay premium rates for only premium experiences. But if you’re charging luxury prices for mediocre amenities, word will get around very fast.”That led int

SOPHIA POVYesterday, Sophia had created a fight with Marcus on purpose. It wasn’t spontaneous or because she was actually upset about anything he’d done. She’d orchestrated the entire thing because she needed an excuse to be unavailable today.Before the fight even started, she’d added a little something to his drink while they were sitting in the living room around ten PM. Just a tiny amount of sleeping aid powder dissolved into his whiskey. Nothing dangerous, just enough to make sure he’d sleep deeply and wouldn’t wake up when she left early in the morning.The fight itself had been easy to manufacture. She’d picked at something stupid, some comment he’d made about her cooking or how she’d organized the kitchen. Acted offended and hurt when he tried to explain himself.It escalated quickly the way fights always did when one person was intentionally pushing buttons.After about twenty minutes of back and forth, Sophia had stormed off toward the stairs. Halfway up she’d turned and s

KIRA POV“What’s he doing here?” Kira muttered under her breath.But her mother heard her anyway. Elena gave her a knowing look and smiled slightly before turning back toward the door.“You’ll have to come see for yourself, sweetheart.”She then closed Kira’s bedroom door and her footsteps retreated down the hallway.Kira sat on her bed for a long moment staring at the closed door. Adrian was downstairs. In her parents’ house, unannounced on a random weekday evening.What could possibly be so urgent that he couldn’t just call or text like a normal person?She stood up and walked to her wardrobe, opening the double doors and scanning through the clothes hanging there. Her hand hovered over a casual dress that looked put together but not overly formal. Then it moved to a nice blouse she could pair with jeans.Kira stopped herself mid-reach.Why even bother? It wasn’t like she was trying to impress him. This wasn’t a date. This was her Adrian showing up unannounced while she was trying t

ADRIAN’s POVWednesday afternoon arrived faster than Adrian expected.He’d spent most of the morning in back-to-back meetings at the office, trying to clear his schedule so he could leave early without feeling guilty about it. His new assistant had given him that knowing look when he’d told him he was taking the afternoon off for personal matters.“Personal matters” meaning birthday shopping with his ex-wife.By one thirty, Adrian was in his car heading toward the Ashford Estate. Traffic was surprisingly light for a Wednesday, which meant he arrived fifteen minutes early.He sat in the driveway for a few minutes debating whether to go in or wait in the car. Showing up early felt too eager, but sitting in his car like some teenager picking up a prom date felt ridiculous.Adrian got out and walked to the front door.Elena answered before he’d even finished knocking. She smiled warmly and stepped aside to let him in.“She’s still getting ready. You know how she is.”“I remember.”“Come