Return of the Billionaire Heiress의 모든 챕터: 챕터 11 - 챕터 20

Ava’s povEveryone thinks Lynda is the CEO of Thorne Group. Let them keep believing it. Some illusions were safer that way.When I stepped into the restaurant, the air was thick with expensive cologne, polished arrogance, and quiet competition that never needed words. Gold watches flashed under soft lights with every movement. Conversation dipped the moment I entered, then rose again just as carefully, as though nothing had changed.But everything had.Men like these didn't just look at people. They measured them. Big shots, business tycoons, men whose names lived on magazine covers and financial reports. All gathered in one room, seated like they owned the world.And they believed they were here for Lynda Voss. My lips twitched, but I didn’t let it become a smile.I followed Lynda’s lead, heels steady against the marble floor as Mr. Benedict, one of the influential men in Los Angeles, gestured for me to sit beside her. They think I’m her assistant. I slid into the chair next to

Ava’s povIs it just me… or am I thinking too much?My eyes drifted past the room, fixed on nothing as the noise around me faded into a distant hum.“That’s definitely him,” I murmured Lynda paused, her eyes shifting across the room.“Who are you referring to?”For a brief moment, my lips pressed together, then they parted slightly. “No one” I said, “I was thinking out loud.” Even after I left Lucas, the old man’s face lingered. I could swear I've seen him before.Cohen Group.A deep breath followed.I moved towards the doorway and stopped midway. “ Actually," I continued, “there’s someone I need you to look into.”Lynda’s gaze flickered for a moment, “Who?” Her voice lowered.I stilled.“Start with Cohen Group” I continued, “I want everything.”She nodded.The room felt quieter after Lynda left. I lay on the bed, eyes locked at the ceiling.Sleep didn’t find my eyes.The silence should have settled but it didn’t, his face surfaced instead.Lucas.Is it because he saved me?That sh

Desmond's povMorgana AndrewsThe name didn't click and yet something about her refused to let go.. “Why is that?” I muttered slowly. I leaned back slightly, my eyes scanning her from her head down to her toes. There was something about her designs and, to be honest, my focus slipped no matter how many times I tried to redirect it.I let a slow breath through my nose and dragged a hand through my hair. Get a grip Desmond Parker, She's an employee, nothing more.You have to be professional. “Mr. Parker?” Her voice pulled me back from my thoughts. I blinked, straightening. “Yes?”Her brows drew together slightly, “you seem distracted, is everything okay?”“I'm fine,” I said quickly, my gaze flickering to her. “I just thought...” I stopped myself. “Never mind, Miss Andrews.”She moved a step closer, “have we met before?” her eyes locked on mine.My jaw tightened, for a second I almost said yes but I didn't know why, when, or how.“My apologies, I mistook you for someone else” I cli

Lucas’ povThe words wouldn't come out…Not because I don't know what to say, but because I don't know how she will take it. Desmond had dealt with her emotions before now. And I wasn't ready to add to it. I exhaled sharply.Ava thought my concern began tonight. She had no idea how many years late it was.“Go” she said again, standing in front of the kitchen like anger could keep me at a distance. If only she knew how many times distance had already failed. When I saw her before the surgery, I prayed for one thing. Survival…And the first time I saw her again after the surgery, she was standing in her office, wearing another woman’s face, the one I fixed. She smiled like fire had never touched her. The corners of my lips twitched.But I knew better, I closed my eyes for a second.Because fire leaves marks, even when the skin looks perfect.And Ava?…I shook my head.She was already burning with anger and revenge. I wish she could let me help her.“You heard me,” she said.“I he

Ava’s povThose words…I have my eyes on you… meant only one thing.She's coming for me.When the doors shut behind Grace, the silence she left behind didn’t feel empty. It lingered heavily like a warning pressed into the walls. She didn't forgive me entirely and that meant one thing, I had to be careful.Going back home felt longer than usual. The city lights blurred past the window as I sank into the back leather seat, exhaustion settling into my bones. It had been a long day.Lynda had come to pick me up as usual, always reliable.“Ma’am,” her eyes met mine through the rearview mirror. “How’s the plan going?” “Good,” I replied after a pause, “It’s not going to be easy.” Her brows narrowed. “Do you want to take a break?” I shook my head.“Stopping now will be a waste of effort, Lynda”She nodded.“But I'm a bit worried,” A soft, breathless laugh escaped me..“Worried?” I leaned forward, my brows narrowing.“Why?”“Everyone is worried, Ma’am,” she hesitated. “Most especially D