บททั้งหมดของ THE BILLIONAIRE'S HIDDEN AGENDA : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 5

CHAPTER 1I am currently standing on my balcony. It’s already ten in the evening, yet I’m still outside, holding a glass of wine and slowly sipping from it. My eyes are fixed on the flickering lights coming from houses, towering buildings, shops, malls, street lamps, and countless other sources of illumination. I can see all of it clearly from the balcony of my apartment here in Paris, France.It’s been ten years since I came here. Ten years since I pursued my career as a writer.A bitter smile forms on my lips as a thought crosses my mind. It has been years since I last had any contact with my family, with my friends— with anyone from my past. Ten years ago… I chose to run away. After I graduated from college, I simply disappeared.I still remember how Mommy and Daddy tried calling me over and over before I went far away, but I ignored them. I even threw away my SIM card. I deleted all my social media accounts as well.I press my fingers against my temple when a sharp pain suddenly t

CHAPTER 3“Hello, David? I’m almost there. Where are you now?” I asked while driving through the busy streets of Paris.“Oh my God! You! Where are you now, you crazy woman?!” he shouted on the phone.Yes, he’s Filipino, too. He became my editor just last year, and we grew close because he’s the only Filipino at ZHR.“You’re late again, girl! Your readers are already here. They’re all lined up at your table. Where did you go last night? Did you find another sugar daddy again, huh?”He was talking about a sugar daddy. As if I’m into old men. I don’t even see myself getting married or dating right now—what more a sugar daddy?“Hey! I’m not whatever you’re thinking, okay?” I said.“Damn you, girl! Fine, fine, I’m joking. But seriously, where are you now?” he asked.I put on my sunglasses and face mask, stopped the car at the side of the road, and wrapped a scarf around my head. I also learned how to dress fashionably since Paris is known for fashion. I even saw Heart Evangelista during Fa

CHAPTER 5Yzarjadon Trevor Krick POVMy name is Yzarjadon Trevor Krick.I am thirty-three years old. I stand seven feet tall. I have green eyes, a face people call handsome, and a body built from years of professional sports. I am famous, rich, and powerful—a billionaire many times over.I am half Filipino. My mother is Filipina, but I grew up in Germany. I speak several languages, live in different countries, and own more things than I can count.And yet, after everything I’ve seen and endured, there is only one truth I can hold onto.Life sucks.I sat inside a high-end restaurant in Paris, tapping my fingers slowly on the polished wooden table. The place belonged to my friend Sebastian Garnier. He was French like me, also a billionaire, and just as busy as I was. His businesses were spread across different countries, and this restaurant was only one of many things he owned.The air smelled of expensive wine and freshly cooked food, but I wasn’t here to eat.I was waiting.When the m