Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Billionaire's only exception : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Velmora City Elysian Crown Hotel Tonight, one of Velmora’s most prestigious families—the Hawthorne family—is hosting a grand banquet here. Although the Sterling family’s influence has waned over the years, Elara Sterling still attends the event with her fiancé, Victor Ashford, as the future wife of the young master of the powerful Ashford Group. It is midsummer. The jasmine flowers blooming in the courtyard below release a soft, intoxicating fragrance, carried gently by the evening breeze. Having had a little too much to drink, Elara steps out onto the balcony to clear her head. She leans against the railing, letting the cool air brush against her skin until her dizziness fades slightly. When she returns to the hall, Victor is nowhere to be seen. Her step sister, Lydia Sterling, who had arrived with them, is also missing. A faint unease creeps into her chest. She searches around the hall before pulling out her phone to call Victor—but he doesn’t answer. She tries

His world had been dark for twenty whole years, and he thought he had become accustomed to the darkness.If he had never experienced light and warmth, he would have continued living with it.But after being exposed to such beauty, he no longer wanted to return to the darkness.If she truly was his savior, this woman—he would have her no matter what.Elara Sterling, dragging her exhausted body, walked out of the hotel.As soon as she stepped out, she received a call from Lydia Sterling.“Elara,” Lydia’s voice came through the phone, soft and gentle, “let’s talk.”Elara clenched her phone tightly. After a deep breath, she said coldly, “I have nothing to talk to you about.”“Really?” Lydia chuckled lightly. “What if it involves Victor Ashford? Would you still refuse to talk, Elara?”Victor Ashford?Elara’s expression changed instantly. She gritted her teeth. “Lydia, what do you mean?”Lydia did not answer directly, only laughed softly. “Elara, I’m waiting for you at Radiant Hotel. No sho

The man who walked in was wearing a pink shirt, his hair styled in trendy dirty braids, with black diamond earrings glinting under the office lights.There was clear nervousness on his strikingly handsome face. He hesitated the moment he stepped inside.He stopped about five to six meters away from Adrian Vale, standing stiffly with his head lowered and hands clasped in front of him like a student waiting to be punished.“Adrian… I was wrong. I was blinded by greed last night and did something unforgivable. Hit me, yell at me—do whatever you want—but please don’t send me back to the old man.”Adrian Vale lifted his gaze and let out a cold, silent laugh.“Leon Cross, you’ve got some nerve. What you did last night—beating you up would be letting you off easy. You deserve to die a hundred times over.”Leon Cross turned pale immediately. He rushed forward, then suddenly dropped to his knees and grabbed Adrian’s trouser leg.“Adrian, I really know I was wrong! Please, I won’t ever do it ag

The air inside the grand lobby of Heath Group was thick with an imposing, corporate silence, broken only by the synchronized clicking of Elara’s heels against the polished marble floor. The receptionist’s words still echoed off the glass walls, dripping with condescension: “President Adrian isn’t someone anyone can just meet. Without an appointment, do you really think you can see President Adrian?” Elara Sterling stood her ground. Her physical frame was slender, her attire modest, but the desperation coursing through her veins gave her an iron resolve. Jeremy was lying in a hospital bed, his heart failing, and this man this Adrian Vale was his only ninety-percent chance at survival. She could not afford to yield to the arrogance of a corporate gatekeeper. “I am not leaving,” Elara said, her voice steady despite the tremor in her heart. “I don’t care about your appointments, nor am I here to cling to anyone. I just need five minutes with Adrian Vale. Tell him it’s about a medical ma

Elara stood frozen on the polished marble floor of the Heath Group lobby. Her heart hammered against her ribs like a trapped bird. The chilling sound of Adrian’s voice hung heavy in the air between them: “If you want me to pick up my scalpel and save your brother, you will have to sign an agreement with me first.” She stared at him, her mind racing. "An agreement? What kind of agreement?" Adrian did not answer her in the bustling lobby. Instead, he turned his sharp gaze toward his assistant. “Cody, prepare my private office on the top floor. No interruptions.” “Yes, President Adrian,” Cody replied instantly, bowing his head before rushing toward the executive elevators to carry out the order. Adrian turned back to Elara, his dark eyes fixed on her pale face. “Follow me.” Without waiting for her reply, he turned and walked toward the private lift. Elara hesitated for a brief second, looking back at the fearful receptionist and the silent crowd of employees. But then the image of Je