Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Ugly Billionaire’s Lover Has Returned: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 17

Chapter 11Morning arrived with soft light filtering through the windows of the Harvey Group office.Billy Harvey sat in the CEO’s chair in a neat black suit, but his expression was far from focused. His gaze was empty, his fingers tapping the desk without rhythm.The door was knocked twice.“Come in,” Billy said briefly.His assistant, Cakra, stepped inside carrying a tablet. “Good morning, Mr. Billy.”Billy only nodded. “What is it?”“This morning, at nine o’clock, we’re scheduled to meet with the designer for the latest project of the central building in Manhattan,” Cakra reported.Billy leaned back. “Designer?”“Yes. Their side requested a direct meeting with the CEO,” Cakra continued. “The initial concept will be presented today.”Billy let out a slow breath. “Name?”Cakra shook his head. “They didn’t mention a specific name. Only confirmed that the designer is the main party.”Billy fell silent for a moment. “Alright. Just arrange it.”His tone was flat. There was not the slight

"Vivi, slow down!" Lily was half-running, chasing Vivian’s wide footsteps along the corridor toward the private elevator.Vivian paid no heed to her assistant's call. Her index finger pressed the elevator button repeatedly with impatience, her breath panting as if she had just escaped from a monster's pursuit. As soon as the elevator doors opened, she immediately dashed inside and leaned against the glass wall inside, clutching her chest which felt suffocating."He recognized me, Lily. He almost knew," Vivian whispered, her voice hoarse, her eyes staring blankly at the floor of the elevator moving down.Lily stood in front of the button panel, looking at Vivian with a face full of worry. "Calm down, Vivi. Take a deep breath. He was only guessing, he doesn't have any proof. Your physique, your face, even your voice have changed a lot.""But his instinct..." Vivian cut in quickly, shaking her head with frustration. "That bastard... how could he feel Thabita's presence just from the way

Cakra’s footsteps sounded measured on the marble floor, breaking the silence of the CEO's office, which still felt tense. In his hand, a black leather folder was gripped tightly. The man stopped exactly two steps in front of Billy Harvey’s large desk. "Mr. Billy," Cakra called out, his voice breaking the silence with a very stiff, professional tone. Billy, who had been leaning his head against the back of his leather chair, slowly opened his eyes. The remnants of a headache still clouded his temples, leaving a visible trace of fatigue on his handsome face. "How is the report I asked for?" Billy asked, his voice hoarse and heavy. Cakra opened the folder in his hand, adjusting his glasses for a moment before reading the sheets of paper inside. "Our investigation team in Paris has just sent the official data regarding Miss Vivian Wheeler, Young Master." Billy straightened his posture, both hands resting on the desk, locking his gaze onto Cakra. "Tell me everything. Do not leave anyth

The pounding bass from the speakers of the nightclub in downtown Manhattan seemed to hammer relentlessly against Billy Harvey's chest. His fifth shot glass of the night clinked loudly as it hit the glass table. The amber liquid inside was already gone, leaving behind a burning sensation in his throat, yet it failed to numb the pain in his chest."Bill, you've had too much to drink," Donna Amanda said, her slender fingers with blood-red nail polish slowly creeping up onto Billy's shoulder.Billy did not answer. He merely let out a rough grunt without turning his head. His gaze remained fixed on the strobe lights spinning wildly.Donna shifted closer, pressing her body wrapped in a tight mini dress against Billy's side. To her, seeing Billy in such a mess after returning from Vivian Wheeler's apartment was a golden opportunity she had been waiting for over the past five years."You have me, Bill. Why are you still looking for that strange woman?" Donna whispered, her breath carrying the