Trapped To The Billionaire Devil のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

Jasmine“Drive faster.”My voice came out sharper than I intended. The driver glanced at me briefly through the rearview mirror, before nodding.“Yes, ma’am.”The car accelerated.Still, it wasn’t enough.It wasn’t fast enough to outrun the panic clawing at my chest.I pressed my trembling fingers tightly together on my lap, trying to steady them.Why?Why couldn’t this man never give me a single moment of peace?Why couldn’t he just live quietly like everyone else?Why was there always trouble?Always chaos?Always something dragging me back down just when I thought I could finally breathe?If not for the undeniable fact that he was my biological father… I would have abandoned him long ago.I would have erased him from my life completely.Pretended he never existed. Pretended I had been born without one.But I just couldn't do that. No matter what, he still remained my father, even though he had chosen to become a burden in my life.The car turned sharply into the familiar street whe

AxelThe instant the car rolled to a stop in front of the hospital entrance, I pushed the door open and walked inside.Jasmine’s voice from earlier still echoed in my mind. She had sounded so fragile and broken, unlike anything I had ever heard from her before.She had sounded so… terrified.And that alone had been enough to make me drop everything and come here immediately.My gaze swept across the reception area until it landed on the front desk, where two nurses stood reviewing patient files.I approached them directly.One of them looked up as I stopped in front of the counter. Her name badge read, ‘Nurse Evelyn Carter.’“Yes, sir. How may I help you?” she asked politely.“Carl Pierce,” I said immediately, my voice calm but firm. “Which ward is he in?”The moment the name left my mouth, both nurses exchanged a quick glance.Nurse Carter turned back to her computer and typed quickly.“Yes. He was admitted earlier tonight,” she said. “Critical condition.”My jaw tightened. She finis

Aaron"Mansur Bolkiah is here."The words had spread through the hall like wildfire, making the entire venue vibrate with anticipation.Finally, everything was about to change.A sudden hush swept through the hall. The massive entrance doors opened. Every conversation immediately died.Hundreds of eyes turned toward the entrance.Two bodyguards dressed in perfectly tailored black suits stepped inside first. Their expressions were emotionless, their movements precise and professional.Then the man everyone had been waiting for entered.Mansur Bolkiah.Even from a distance, wealth practically radiated from him.He was dressed in an exquisite dark emerald traditional outfit called Baju Melayu. Gold embroidery traced patterns across the sleeves and collar, subtle enough not to appear excessive but rich enough to remind everyone exactly who he was. A luxurious sampin woven with golden threads was wrapped around his waist, the traditional garment adding an unmistakable royal elegance to his

Olivia"Have you completed the survey yet?"I looked up from my notes and glanced at Shawn, who was seated across from me in one of the study rooms within the business department.The room wasn't particularly crowded today. A few students occupied nearby tables, quietly discussing assignments or typing away on their laptops."More importantly," I continued, "have you narrowed down the company we're going to analyze for our project?"Shawn nodded almost immediately."I have."He reached for his laptop and turned the screen toward me."I started by creating a list of twenty-seven possible companies."My eyebrows lifted slightly. Twenty-seven? That was more thorough than I expected.He continued, "Then I eliminated businesses with incomplete financial records, companies involved in recent legal disputes, and firms with unstable revenue trends."He clicked through several spreadsheets. A surprisingly organized set of documents appeared."I also removed companies that wouldn't likely grant

Aaron Mother pressed her fingers against her temples and sighed. “Aaron, please calm down. Your pacing is making me dizzy.” I stopped in my tracks so abruptly that my shoes scraped harshly against the floor. Calm down? I sharply turned to stare at her in disbelief before it turned into pure rage. “Calm down? How can you stand there and ask me to calm down?” She blinked, startled by the harshness of my voice. “You weren't there!” I roared. “You weren't standing where I was when I suffered the greatest humiliation of my entire life! You weren't there when that egocentric bastard, Mansur Bolkiah, looked me straight in the eyes and degraded me like I was worth absolutely nothing!” I clenched my fists until my fingernails dug painfully into my palms. “I spent three fucking days at that useless summit,” I continued, my voice trembling with fury. “Three entire days! I wen