All Chapters of Winning Me Back, Mr. Billionaire: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

“I need a new driver and housekeeper. Can you find someone competent?”Gion, sitting beside Zayne, took a long swallow of his bourbon and shot him a sour look. “Weren’t you the one who hated hiring too many people for your house? What changed?” he asked, confused, swirling his glass so the ice clinked.Zayne sighed, not touching his drink at all. His fingers had been lazily tracing the rim of the glass. “Elmy doesn’t want me driving myself anymore.”A chuckle slipped out of Gion’s mouth. He grinned at Zayne, already looking drunk. “Look at you, even doing what she wants. I’m amazed at these feelings of yours, Zayne.”Gion’s voice was starting to slur. Slowly, Zayne pushed his glass away. He had no interest in getting drunk, even though his head was a mess and badly needed an outlet. “Don’t be amazed. Just do what I asked.”“I’ve known you for three years, even before Elmy came into your life,” Gion said confidently while Zayne rested his head on one hand against the table. “You sure y

“I have a guest room if you want to stay over.” Dennis took a small sip of his wine and nodded toward a door painted ivory white.Elmy gave him a faint smile and shook her head. “No. I’ll go home. Maybe after we finish eating.”“Why are you in such a hurry? I want to talk more with you,” Dennis said as he refilled Elmy’s empty glass. “I prepared all this so we could spend more time together.”Honestly, Elmy had been excited to talk to Dennis. To ask about everything—his career she’d only seen through social media, his relationships, maybe even the things the media never covered.But after Zayne’s reaction earlier, she couldn’t stop thinking about it. The excitement she’d felt about meeting Dennis faded. Her thoughts kept drifting back to Zayne’s cold face, his indifferent tone.Why? Why was he so cold after showing signs of jealousy before? Was it because of what she said? Did Zayne decide to step back just when she thought they were getting better? Did that mean everything he said in

“Our last-minute model who boosted sales big time is here…” Sebastian greeted Elmy at the door of his office. Dressed casually, he opened his arms wide, but Elmy slipped right past him.His enthusiasm was the complete opposite of hers. Fighting with Zayne always left a bitter aftertaste. Even the news about their skyrocketing sales couldn’t shake that feeling off.“Huh? No hug for me?” Sebastian grumbled.Elmy just shook her head. She dropped into a chair and rested her face on the desk, letting out a long sigh.She looked up at Sebastian, who was now standing with his hands on his hips, clearly already aware of what was going on. Before she could speak, he raised a hand to stop her.“Ssh. Don’t say anything. I know.” He leaned both hands on the desk. “Zayne?”“You know me too well,” Elmy muttered. “Sorry.”“What is it this time?” Sebastian sat on the edge of the desk, folding his arms. “So the big sales news doesn’t make you happy after all. What a shame.”“I am happy, it’s just… you

Elmy gave a faint smile. Just enough to let Sunny know who Zayne had chosen. Not her. Not because of their past. But because Zayne had chosen Elmy from the very beginning.He carried her with one arm, his other hand holding her high heels. Elmy’s arms were looped around his neck, as if to make her position even clearer. Even though it hurt to see that, Sunny kept smiling at Lyra.“Let’s continue our chat in the living room.”“You’re not jealous? Your husband… he chose that woman, Sunny.” Lyra truly believed Sunny was Zayne’s wife. Who knew what kind of narrative had been planted in her head to make her think they were married?If she had really paid attention to this house, she would have noticed there wasn’t a single wedding photo of her and Zayne. Wasn’t that enough to confirm Sunny’s place here as the third party?But Sunny had no intention of confirming anything, let alone correcting Lyra’s assumptions.“It’s fine.” Sunny sat on the sofa and took a sip of her tea, which had alrea

Unexpected.Elmy had thought Zayne would accept the invitation. A second after Sunny whispered to him, Zayne let go of her hand. He turned his back on Sunny and said firmly, “Watch yourself, Sunny.”His voice was low, but it was enough to make the air around them tense.Sunny froze. She quickly turned around, shock written all over her face. “Huh?”Without hesitation, Zayne stepped closer to her and whispered something Elmy couldn’t hear. But judging from Sunny’s expression, it wasn’t anything good.Then Zayne grabbed Elmy’s arm again and pulled her away from Sunny, who still stood there stunned. Elmy looked up at him—at his tightened jaw, his lips pressed into a thin line. “What—”Before she could finish, Zayne had already placed a hand on her back, lacing his fingers with hers as he led her to the center of the room to dance. He lifted her arm to rest over his shoulder, a faint smile curving his lips.The music flowed softly. Other couples were already lost in their own dances, look