All Chapters of Winning Me Back, Mr. Billionaire: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The day before, Sunny met Mikaela at a bar.The woman looked elegant in expensive clothes and flashy jewelry. A thick fur coat draped over the tight dress she was wearing. As Sunny sat across from her, she felt as if she was about to receive something from the woman.Something that might change her life—everything she had planned, maybe even the arrangement she was currently involved in.“You know, the socialite circle is going crazy because of us,” Mikaela said, starting the conversation.Sunny raised an eyebrow. “Going crazy? Why?”“Because two shameless women showed up at a party full of rich people,” she said with a small laugh. Her slender fingers, decorated with perfectly polished nails, caught Sunny’s attention. “They’re calling us mistresses.”Mikaela rested her elbow on the table as she took a sip of the whiskey she ordered.“But honestly, I don’t care about that,” she said casually. “Their anger is entertaining to me. The more upset they are, the more fun the story becomes.”

“Make sure my mother doesn’t hear about this,” Zayne said to Tiano, who was now standing in front of his desk. After leaving Bastian’s residence, he had gone straight home and asked Tiano to come over. Fortunately, the man had come immediately and informed him that the news hadn’t reached Marietta yet.If she found out, Zayne couldn’t even imagine the worst that might happen. Knowing that Marietta showed signs of heart disease made him extra cautious now—especially about something like this.“I’ve already asked the IT team to take down the post and find out who owns the account,” Tiano said promptly. Meanwhile, Zayne rested both hands on his desk, thinking hard about who could have done this.Only a few people knew. At the office, the only one aware of his situation was Gion. It didn’t seem possible that his subordinate would do something like this, Zayne thought as he rubbed his forehead.The problems piling up one after another were giving him a massive headache. “For now, shut down

“What’s your connection to Sunny?” Zayne asked.He had no intention of beating around the bush. The moment Timoty walked into his office wearing a thick coat and a wrinkled inner shirt, Zayne could already tell the man was in a terrible state. According to his profile records, Timoty used to be a handsome man who dressed neatly, his hair always slicked back.Unfortunately, the man standing across Zayne’s desk now looked nothing like that.He looked more like a homeless man.Timoty glanced around the room with a strange sense of longing before his gaze finally settled on Zayne, who frowned in confusion.“Sunny? You mean Sunny Carson?” he asked to make sure.“Yes. Do you have any connection with her?” Zayne repeated.Timoty scratched his head and yawned widely.“If you’re the one who posted that on the forum, I can sue you,” Zayne added with a hint of threat.“I haven’t had anything to do with the Carsons for a long time, not since his wife left,” Timoty explained, scratching his head a

“I didn’t do that, Zayne,” Mr. Sander denied. He crossed his legs, taking a long drag from his cigar before blowing the smoke into the air. “Why would I? There’s nothing in it for me.”Even though saying this meant exposing his own secret, Zayne couldn’t back down now. He had to settle everything before Sunny did something even worse.“I know it wasn’t you. It was your mistress.”Mr. Sander paused mid-drag and turned to Zayne with a puzzled look. “Mikaela? Why would she do that?”“She’s friends with Sunny. I think Mikaela helped her on purpose so that…” Zayne hesitated for a moment. He didn’t want to offend Mr. Sander, but the man was waiting for an answer. In the end, he had no choice but to tell the truth. “…so Sunny could be like her. A woman who has the right to appear in public without being ashamed of her status.”“Ah… why don’t you just give the woman what she wants? It’d be easier for you.” Mr. Sander smirked faintly. “We’re rich men, Zayne. Having more than one woman is somet

“You misunderstood! I didn’t touch you at all!” Sam said, covering the side of his face that had turned red after Elmy hit him with her handbag a few seconds earlier.Elmy bit her lip hard until it hurt. “You clearly touched me, damn it! You touched—”“What’s all the noise about?” Zayne suddenly appeared from behind the door. He was wearing a long coat, and in his hand was a bucket of flowers. He walked in and placed the flowers on the table before approaching Elmy, who was clenching her fist, ready to hit Sam again with her bag.“Your wife suddenly smacked me with her bag,” Sam said first, pointing at Elmy.Hearing that, Elmy only hissed in annoyance while rubbing her face with her hand. Marietta touched her shoulder, trying to calm her down.Zayne stepped forward and pulled Elmy toward him, cupping both sides of her face. “What did he do to you? Tell me.”Elmy’s lips trembled. Damn it, Zayne. Why did he have to act like a hero now, even when a cold war was hanging over their relatio