Todos los capítulos de THE BILLIONAIRE'S FORGOTTEN NIGHT: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 79

Ivanna's POVI sat in my car outside the restaurant for a moment.I tried so hard to prevent the tears from falling. I was past crying. Crying gives a specific kind of unsolicited hope, the belief that the thing you were losing could still be recovered if you felt badly enough about losing it. I had stopped believing that somewhere between Xavier pouring his water and not answering my question about Aria.He didn’t need to answer anyway. His silence was enough as its own answer.I pressed my head back against the headrest and looked at the restaurant entrance through the windscreen. The lunch crowd was moving in and out, ordinary people with ordinary problems.The parting words I said in there a moment ago came rushing back into my memory.The words had come out of nowhere automatically. The part of me that had been operating on the Beaumont plan for so long that the instinct to push forward had become reflexive even when the sensible part of my brain was already calculating the los

Aria's POVI tried my best to manage myself through this crisis. I believe it’s only a phase that will surely pass.That was the only way I could hold myself together and function across the past two weeks. Keep the work on one side, keep the public noise on another, then most importantly, keep Bryan on a side that I protected more fiercely than the other two combined. That was all I needed to do. As long as the sides don’t rumble into each other, I could keep my body and mind moving. It was working exactly as that, but it stopped on a Wednesday morning.Zainny called me at drop-off. The first thing I noticed was that she didn’t have her usual cheerful wave.The boys tumbled out of the car as she walked all the way to my car window. I rolled it down, and waited for her."Bryan had a rough afternoon yesterday," she began, her tone being extremely cautious. The carefulness of a woman who was choosing her words around the children who were still within earshot.I looked at Bryan in the

Aria's POVThe tone in the voice that sounded in my ear was the measured tone of a teacher who had been trained to deliver difficult information to parents without causing panic while simultaneously communicating that the situation was serious enough to warrant urgency."What happened?" I asked, trying so hard at the same time to calm my nerves.I turned further away from Xavier, though not because I didn't want him to hear but I needed to concentrate on Zainny's words."Bryan is fine," she said eventually. That’s always the first thing teachers say. The phrase designed to prevent a parent's heart from stopping before the actual information. "Your son is not hurt, Miss. Ashford.” Zainny continued. “ In fact, he’s in the headmistress's office as we speak.""Okay. So, why are you calling if I may ask? And why is my son at the headmistress's office?” I ratted out the questions."There was an incident at lunch," Zainny replied. "It was with one of his classmates. A boy named Theo."I p

Ivanna's POVPamela was already at Alderton Hall when I got there in the early hours of Saturday morning, pacing the ballroom floor with her tablet pressed to her chest like a shield. She had the look of a woman who hadn't slept all night."Ms. Sinclair," she called the moment she saw me, already walking toward me. "Mr. Beaumont's office sent a postponement notice to all the guests overnight. I guessed you were not copied, seeing that you’re here.""I was copied," I replied, moving through the chairs lined in a row, my fingers striding through each one. "I’ve sent a correction, I guess you’ve not checked your mailbox. She swallowed. "You did?"I turned to look at her. She was already working through her tablet."How many confirmed?""A second please,” she replied, tapping and swiping on her tablet.I folded my arms and waited. She looked up a few seconds later.“A hundred and sixty-three ma’am."My lips curved into a little smile.Of course they were coming. Postponement notice or n