All Chapters of Discarded By The Billionaire: His Biggest Mistake: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Chapter 11: The Awakening

**Hayes’ POV**My head hurt with a dull, pounding ache that made it hard to think straight. I forced my eyes open; the dim light in the hotel suite was sharp enough to make me wince. I was lying on top of the covers, still in my tuxedo, but my shoes were gone, and my bow tie was missing.I groaned and pushed myself up onto my elbows, my thoughts slow as I tried to piece together how I had gotten here. I glanced at my watch; it was 12:30 AM.Then the memories came back in a rush—the odd, bitter taste of the champagne, the room spinning, the terrifying sight of Ava on the bed, her body jerking in a seizure.I bolted upright, my heart racing. "Ava?"I turned my head and stopped. She was there, sleeping peacefully on her side, her breathing even and calm. But she wasn’t alone; lying beside her was the woman in the red dress. She was curled up, one arm tucked under her head, the other gripping the edge of Ava’s blanket as if to keep her safe from rolling off the bed.My heart beat faster a

Chapter 12: The Intrusion

**Hayes’ POV**The knocking didn't stop. It was persistent, and it sounded like it was coming from someone who felt they had every right to be at my door. I looked at Leylie; her brows raised, her blue eyes wide open. "Go to the dressing room," I commanded, pointing to the closet door, keeping my voice low. "Don't make a sound."She moved fast, slipping into the dressing room without a word, her red dress disappearing behind the door as I took a deep breath to steady the remaining dizziness in my head and walked toward the door, opening it slowly.Two young men stood in the hallway. One had a messenger bag slung across his chest, and the other tried to hide something behind his back. I didn't need to be a detective to see the lens of a professional camera peeking out.I leaned against the doorframe, my expression hard as I stared at them until they began shifting their weight from foot to foot.“It is nearly two in the morning,” I said, voice calm. “Why are you at my door?”The one wi

Chapter 13: Out in the Cold

**Leylie’s POV**As soon as the hotel room door closed behind me, I felt the urge to turn around and run back inside. The hallway felt too quiet, too cold, and every step away from that suite tightened my chest. I stood there, clutching my purse against my stomach, scolding myself in my head.How did you fall asleep, Leylie? How could you be so careless?But I knew the answer. I hadn't slept a wink the night before. I had been too busy thinking about the mission and wondering whether I could really go through with ruining a man’s life, and exhaustion had finally caught up with me on that bed.I hurried toward the elevator, my bare feet making almost no sound on the floor. I was in such a hurry to leave that I forgot my heels in Hayes’s bathroom, but I couldn't go back. I just needed to get home. Maybe Finnian was asleep. Maybe I could sneak into our room and pretend I’d been there for hours.I pulled out my phone while waiting for the elevator. My hands shook as I scrolled to James’s

Chapter 14: The Holding Cell

**Leylie’s POV**The rain didn’t let up; each drop felt like a needle against my bare skin as I walked away from the only life I had known for four years. My bare feet slapped against the cold, rough pavement, each step sending sharp pain up my legs. I kept my arms wrapped around myself, trying to hold in what little warmth was left, but it wasn’t enough.I needed to get to my mother’s place. It was forty-five minutes by car from here, and a taxi would cost at least eighty dollars in this heavy rain. I dug into my purse with shaking fingers and counted what I had left: one hundred dollars in cash. That was it. Finnian never gave me real money of my own. He wanted me to ask for everything, to remind me every day that I depended on him completely. The black card he gave me was only for “emergencies,” but he monitored every cent.I spotted the neon sign of a twenty-four-hour convenience store a block ahead. I couldn’t keep walking like this. I was shaking too badly, my teeth chattering,

Chapter 15: The Final Cut

**Finnian’s POV**The buzzing of my phone on the nightstand drilled into my skull. I groaned and rolled over, glaring at the screen. If this was Leylie calling to beg again, I was going to lose it completely.I checked the time; it wasn’t even seven in the morning. I hadn't slept well, mostly because I was still fuming over how she had bungled my most important plan of the year. She was too weak, too soft to realize that in this world, you are either the shark or the bait.The screen showed an unknown number. I swiped to answer, my voice rough from lack of sleep. “What?”"Good morning, Mr. Thorne," a deep, professional voice said. "This is Detective Cole with the LAPD’s West Los Angeles Division. I’m sorry to call you so early, but we have a situation involving your American Express Centurion card."I sat up straight, sleep gone in an instant. “You mentioned my card?”“Yes, sir. We have a woman in custody who claims to be your wife. She attempted to use your card at a convenience stor

Chapter 16: The Edge of the Cliff

**Leylie’s POV**As Finnian’s car pulled away from the curb, I stood in front of the police station, feeling completely empty inside. The morning sun was already warm, but I was still shivering from the rain and everything else. I had to get to my mother’s place. It was the only thing that made sense right now.My phone buzzed in my purse, and I pulled it out with numb fingers.G. Calling.Relief hit me so hard my knees almost gave out. I swiped to answer and held the phone to my ear. “Hey, G,” I said, my voice tired and rough.“Uhm, Ley? Why do you sound like you’re dying?” Grace’s voice was sharp and clear, followed by a loud car horn in the background. “And why do I hear traffic? Are you outside this morning? That’s a first.”“I’m in front of the police station on Butler Avenue,” I whispered.“What are you doing there? Did you finally get arrested for being too pretty?” She laughed, but when I didn’t join in, the line went quiet, and her tone changed instantly. “Leylie? Did you act

Chapter 17: The Price of a Life

**Leylie’s POV**Seeing my mother on the floor, her chest barely moving, was more than I could bear.Grace rushed past me, her voice shaking as she dropped to her knees beside Mom. “Oh my God, Mrs. Field! Leylie, what are we going to do?"“We need to get her to the hospital right now,” I said, already moving. My mind was racing—Mom was too heavy for us to carry down those stairs alone, and she wasn’t responding at all. I turned to Grace. “Do you still have Richard’s number?”"Richard?" she asked, looking confused.“Richard from the next building! The one we went to college with!” I said, louder than I intended."Yes, yes, I have it. Calling him now.""Tell him it's life or death!" I ran to the room I used to share with Maya. I couldn't go to the hospital looking like a discarded trophy. I ripped off the gown and flung it into the corner like it was poisonous, pulled on a pair of old blue jeans and a black polo shirt, and put on a canvas. I dashed to the bathroom, splashed cold water o

Chapter 18: The Breaking Point

**Leylie’s POV**“Fiancé?” The word slipped from my mouth before I could stop it as I stared at the woman blocking the doorway to what had been my home only hours ago.“Yes! Finn is my fiancé,” she snapped, her amber eyes raking over me from head to toe with open contempt. “Why do you look so shocked? And who exactly are you?”"I'm—""She’s no one."The voice came from behind her as Finnian stepped into the light, and the moment his eyes met mine, his face twisted into pure hatred. No surprise. No flicker of guilt. Just cold, burning anger."Hi, Finn," I said, my voice barely a whisper."What the hell did I tell you about coming to my house?" he roared, his face turning red. "And who let you in? Someone is getting fired today."“Finn,” the woman said, crossing her arms and turning to him with one perfectly arched brow. “Who is she? Why is she calling you by your first name?”He took a deep breath. For one stunned second, I watched something I had never seen on his face before: nervous

Chapter 19: The Promise

**Hayes’ POV**It had been exactly one week since the night at St. Regis, and the pieces were finally falling into place. I tightened my tie into a perfect Windsor knot, staring intently at my reflection. The St. Regis wasn't just any hotel; the Thorne family owned it.That explained everything. Finnian had access to the staff, the security, and the entire building. He had drugged me on his own turf, and I had walked straight into it because I had underestimated how far he would go.A soft knock at the door broke my train of thought.“Who is it?” I asked.“It’s Annabel, sir.”“Come in.”I picked up my Patek Philippe from the dresser and fastened the band around my wrist as Annabel stepped inside. She looked hesitant, her hands clasped tightly in front of her."Good morning, sir.""Yes, Annabel? I’m on a tight schedule this morning."“Um, sir… It’s about Ava.”As soon as her name left her mouth, I turned fully toward her. My chest tightened. “Ava? Is something wrong? Did she have anoth

Chapter 20: The Offer

**Leylie's POV**I sat on the couch with my head tipped back against the worn cushion, staring at the water stain on the ceiling that had been there since we moved in. Three days. That’s how long it had been since we buried Mom. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her on that floor, reaching for a glass of water I wasn't there to give her. I felt like I could have done something. I should have been faster. I should have been smarter. Maya was curled beside me, her young face etched with a worry that shouldn't belong to a girl her age. “Ley, I hate seeing you like this,” she said, voice thin, like she was trying not to cry.I forced my mouth into something that might pass for a smile. “I’m okay, baby.”I wasn’t. But she didn’t need to carry my mess on top of hers. She already had enough—school kicking her out two days after Mom died because the “benefactor” had withdrawn his support. Finn’s signature was all over that move, and I hated him for it. I hated him so much; the feeling live

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