All Chapters of The Jerk Billionaire and his Spoiled Child (English): Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

"Look who's here. I didn't expect to see you, Cyan," Laureen said with a forced, haughty air.Cyan fixed a cold, steady gaze on her. "What do you want?" she asked, her voice flat and uninterested.Laureen offered a sugary-sweet smile. "Nothing much. I just wanted to see how you're holding up."Cyan let out a dry, sarcastic laugh. "Yeah, right.""I'm serious, Cyan. I know leaving couldn't have been easy for you, especially since you were so firm about not breaking up with Zach."Cyan took a deep breath, meeting the woman's eyes with newfound courage. "Take a good look at me, Laureen. What do you think? Do I look okay to you or not?""What is wrong with you, Cyan? Why are you being so sarcastic? I’m just showing concern. You could at least answer nicely, right, Zendaya?"Her niece nodded immediately. "Aunt Laureen is right. Why are you so rude to us? Maybe my daddy didn't like you because you're mean!" the little girl shouted.Several people inside the cafe turned their heads toward the

Laureen returned to her car in a blind rage. In her frustration, she had almost forgotten Zendaya entirely. Her plan had been to mock Cyan, to rub it in her face that she was the loser in this battle. She wanted to brag about how they had celebrated her departure because, despite Cyan’s silence, Laureen was certain the woman still harbored feelings for Zach.She was a woman; she knew exactly what those looks directed at her boyfriend meant. She had been sure that knowing she and Zach were celebrating would break Cyan. Instead, the tables had turned, and the two of them had roasted her in front of a crowd.What if someone she knew had seen them? She was aware that people already whispered about her and Zach because they were always together, but no one dared speak openly out of fear of Zach’s influence. Besides, their relationship wasn't public because he was still legally married. But that bítch, Mystique, actually had the nerve to announce it to the world.Laureen wanted to scream, b

Zach felt a surge of fury at the old man’s words. "I have done nothing my entire life but strive to be worthy of whatever position you decide to give me. I am working my ass off just to repay the debt of you raising me and my brother! I haven't been able to live a single day in freedom because of you. I didn't get to choose what I really wanted in life. Yes, I have all this wealth, but I know that in a heartbeat, you'll take it all away if I do one thing you don't like!""I felt like a prisoner—did you know that? I follow your orders like a damn dog, and then in an instant, you're ready to disregard everything I've worked for just because of that woman?!" he snarled in rage.He let out a hollow laugh before approaching the old man with his hands on his waist. He stopped just inches away and met the Don's eyes with defiant courage. "They are the ones who owe you! Not me! Why do I feel like I'm being dragged into a punishment that should have been theirs? Why have you always made my lif

Consumed by frustration, Zach left the mansion again and headed to a club. As luck would have it, Tyrone was there, giving him someone to vent to about his mounting problems."So what’s the plan? Are you going back to Cyan?" Tyrone asked.Zach fell silent for a moment. He wasn’t "going back" to her in the romantic sense—there was nothing between them to begin with. He simply needed her for his status and his inheritance. "I’m just going to bring her back to the mansion so Sebastian stops breathing down my neck. I’ll just make a deal with her to get her to agree.""Are you sure she’ll buy it? You said she’s firm about her decision this time.""Then I’ll do whatever it takes to get what I want, Tyrone. No matter what. Even if I have to lie and tell her I can’t live without her, I’ll do it. I am not losing everything I’ve worked for!" he said emphatically."And what about Laureen?"Zach paused. Right. There was Laureen to consider. "I’m sure she’ll understand. I’m doing this for Zendaya

He watched the muscle in Kirk’s jaw tighten, a sight that only fueled his satisfaction. "What do you mean?" Kirk asked."It’s as simple as one, two, three. My wife and I aren't separating. I plan to win her back and return her to where she belongs..."Kirk took a deep breath before speaking, his voice remaining calm. "As her lawyer, may I know your reason for refusing to sign the papers?""Forgive me, Mr. Anderson, but I don't think I need to answer that. The reason is obvious.""I didn't come here to play games, Mr. Samaniego," Kirk countered coldly.Zach met Kirk’s gaze head-on, neither man willing to blink first. "Neither did I. Cyan will remain my wife, and there is nothing you can do about it," he said, emphasizing every word.Kirk let out a sarcastic dry laugh and stood up. "Then watch me," he snapped defiantly. "Thank you for your time, Mr. Samaniego. I’ll see you next time."Zach leaned back in his chair, watching the man’s retreating figure. "There won’t be a next time, Mr. A