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Livestreaming My Cheating Billionaire Husband의 모든 챕터: 챕터 21 - 챕터 30

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Jason“What the fuck?”The icy voice cut through the air, instantly freezing the blood in my veins.I scrambled out from under Victoria so fast I nearly tripped over the edge of the rug, my breath coming in ragged gasps. The raw passion vanished, replaced by a cold wave of absolute dread.I hurriedly began buttoning my ruined shirt, my fingers shaking so badly I could barely align the fabric. My lower lip throbbed where Victoria had bitten it, a drop of blood smearing across my chin, but I didn’t dare wipe it away.Victoria rushed to her feet, picked up her silk robe, and pulled it over her damp shoulders.My heart was racing in my chest.It was a muscle memory I hated. When my mother died, my father didn’t look at me; he just buried himself in his work like never before, leaving me floating in the shadows of this massive house. The mansion had felt entirely too large, cold, and empty.Starving for any scrap of warmth, love, or attention, I had clung to my new stepmother and stepsiste

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Sebastian“Lock the door, please.”My assistant nodded and stepped out, letting the door click shut behind him. I didn’t even have time to turn back to my desk before the doorknob turned, and Laura walked straight in. She marched right up to the front of my desk with her hands on her hips and an insufferably smug grin on her face.“I knew it,” she said before I could even open my mouth. “The moment I got a call from your assistant saying you wanted to meet, I instantly guessed why you called. You want to talk about Jasmine,” she said, flashing me a wide grin.I paused, a silver pen balanced between my fingers. I kept my face as smooth as stone, but internally, my chest tightened.“Do I make it that obvious?”“Of course you do!” Laura burst out, dropping her bag onto one of the leather armchairs. “The shippers never lie. Everyone can see it. The only person who is completely blind to it is Jasmine herself.” She pulled out the opposite chair and slid into it, crossing her legs and leani

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JasmineMy thumb hovered over my phone's screen, lighting it up for the third time in the last five minutes, as if the phone were not already configured to light up when a notification came in.There was nothing. I stared at the dark glass for a second, feeling a ridiculous swell of disappointment in my chest before forcing myself to slide it face down onto my desk.Get a grip, Jasmine, I told myself, rubbing my temples. You are not a teenager. You’re an adult and the CEO of a big corporation like Vance Global. Act like it.But ever since that night at my house—when we sat in the quiet of my living room... okay, maybe not quite, because Laura was talking and we just chose to ignore her.We sat there just staring at each other, lost in our own world—my phone had constantly been buzzing. We had been talking. Often. More often than an ordinary acquaintance and a busy executive ever should.Sometimes it was a brief call late at night under the guise of “checking in,” and other times it wa

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JasmineThe moment the door closed again, the fragrance of the roses filled the air. It was sweet and fresh. I walked over, my heart doing a flip in my chest. I leaned down, burying my face slightly into the plush petals and taking a deep, long sniff.White roses. My absolute favorite.“Okay, who is dead?” Laura asked, instantly scrambling off the couch and crowding into my space. “Because that is a ridiculous amount of flowers.”I reached into the center of the bouquet, pulling out a small cream envelope. My fingers were actually trembling a little as I slipped the card out.The handwriting was bold, elegant, and instantly recognizable.Hey, Jas. I hope this puts a smile on your beautiful face. Love, Sebastian.Right next to my name, drawn with a single, perfect stroke of the pen, was a small heart.My breath caught in my throat. I stared at that tiny, hand-drawn heart, my stomach exploding into a million butterflies.Love, Sebastian.Not Warmly. Not Best regards. Love.“Oh my God, l

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Jason“—and with the current restructuring of our luxury real estate portfolio, the Sterling Group guarantees a minimum twelve percent return within the first fiscal quarter. If you look at the projection charts on page four—”My voice didn’t just falter; it died completely in my throat.“Jason?” Arthur, the lead investor from the Swiss group, frowned. He lowered his reading glasses, tracking my gaze. “Is there an issue with the figures?”I stopped listening. Heck, I didn’t see anything else in the expensive steakhouse. The clinking of crystal glasses, the low hum of wealthy patrons—it all blurred into white noise in my ears. My eyes were locked entirely on the table near the door.Jasmine had just walked in.The air was knocked out of my lungs. She was wearing a pretty black dress, her hair cascading over her shoulders in loose, elegant waves. She wasn’t looking at her phone or glancing around anxiously.She was standing there, looking vibrant, completely alive, and entirely out of m

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Jasmine“Right. That is absolutely it. I am calling an emergency intervention.” The front door clicked shut, and Laura marched into my living room.For four days straight, I had barely left the perimeter of my living room. The blinds were drawn, shutting out the natural light completely. On the coffee table sat a half-empty mug of coffee that had gone cold hours ago, with heaps of folders stacked in the corner and my laptop open in front of me.I found out last week that I had a pile of work to do—work that had been left unattended by the last acting CEO. Laura had said I should throw myself into my work, and that was exactly what I was doing. Besides, I realized I couldn’t achieve much working at the office with Laura constantly lurking nearby.Laura walked straight over to the windows, aggressively yanking the cords. Sunlight flooded the room, making me wince and shield my eyes.“Laura, please,” I groaned, pulling a soft knit blanket higher over my shoulders. “I have a headache.”“I

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Jasmine“She skipped out on us,” I said, looking at my phone with an amused, exasperated shake of my head. “She just texted me: ‘Urgent emergency. Marcus needs me to check a spreadsheet. Have fun!’ A spreadsheet. At nine o’clock on a Tuesday. Marcus? Really?”Sebastian let out a low, rumbling chuckle. “She isn’t very subtle, is she?”“Not even a little bit,” I admitted, though the nervousness was starting to creep back into my chest now that we were alone.With Laura gone, the atmosphere between us shifted completely. The bustle of the market faded as we walked side by side until we found ourselves heading toward the quieter area near the river.We stopped by a small, isolated stall selling antique brass compasses and maritime maps. My eyes softened as I traced the edge of an old nautical chart.“My father used to have maps like these in his old study,” I said quietly, a nostalgic smile touching my lips. “Before Vance Global became this massive thing that everyone fights over... he ju

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JasmineI spent the entire morning staring at the same legal brief, reading the exact same paragraph over and over until the words completely lost their meaning.My cheek still felt hot. If I closed my eyes, I could still feel the phantom brush of Sebastian’s lips against my skin, just a fraction of an inch away from my mouth.It was maddening. I was a grown woman, the CEO of Vance Global, and a divorcee who had survived a public scandal, yet I had spent the whole night analyzing a near-kiss.A sharp knock on my office door made me jump.“Enter,” I called out, forcing my voice into its usual professional tone.The door swung open, and my breath caught in my throat.Sebastian walked in. He was back in his tailored three-piece suit, and he looked dashing in it, but after seeing him in an ordinary T-shirt, I found I liked him better that way. In his hand, he held a single, perfect stem of a white rose.Suddenly, the air in the room disappeared. I froze, my eyes locking onto my desk becau

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Jason“Lady Sterling liked the interview,” my P.A., Chloe, said, with a wide smile on her face and a glint of excitement in her eyes. “The blogs are absolutely losing their minds. The media haven’t stopped praising Victoria’s outfit. The fashion critics are raving about how iconic it was. It’s expected that more celebrities are going to show up in her designs in the coming days. They’ve called her a fashion icon, an innovator—the names are endless. Our PR team’s morning report says the interview is doing numbers like we’ve never seen. They actually think your crying was convincing, and so did Lady Sterling.”I leaned back in my leather chair, a smug smile stretching across my face.I knew it.All it took was a little show of vulnerability to flip the script.“I knew they would eat it up. Excellent. I told you—”“But,” Chloe interrupted, stopping dead in her tracks and looking at me with a look of pure pity, “the public, the media, and literally everyone else on the internet are comple

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Jasmine“No, absolutely not that shade of gold,” Laura barked, waving off the makeup artist who was currently holding a shadow palette over my face. “It clashes with the emerald undertones. We need a soft champagne. Something that complements her hazel eyes without screaming for attention.”I sat helplessly in the vanity chair, staring at my reflection while a team of three people fussed over me. One was working on my thick, curly hair, pulling it into an elegant updo while leaving a few loose tendrils to frame my face.Laura, meanwhile, was rummaging through my walk-in closet.“Laura, please,” I groaned, wincing slightly as a bobby pin dug into my scalp. “It’s a small charity fundraiser. Why am I being subjected to all of this?” I gestured to the group of women.“Because,” Laura said, marching back into the room holding a garment bag like a trophy, “your ex-husband just spent the last forty-eight hours making a complete, unhinged fool of himself on national television. This is your f

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