All Chapters of Between Two Brothers: The Billionaire DNA Match: Chapter 111 - Chapter 116

[Emily]Lisa lived on the second floor of her apartment building.I had been to her apartment many times, but being here today still made me feel like I'd stepped into one of those glossy magazines she pretended not to read.The doorman greeted her by name, the lift was mirrored and smelled faintly of lavender, and the apartment itself was all glass, white leather and a balcony overlooking almost half of the city. Her family wasn't billionaire-rich, but they were well-to-do enough that Lisa had never worried about rent. She'd insisted on earning her own money at LensCorp anyway. That was Lisa for you."Wow!" Hayden pressed his face and both palms against the floor-to-ceiling window, leaving smudges on the glass. "Mummy, we're so high! It's like we're up in the clouds."I chuckled. He always said that whenever we came here."Not quite, baby," I said, dropping our bags by the door. "The clouds are way up in the sky. We can never touch them."He narrowed his eyes as though he found that

[Emily]By five in the morning, I'd given up on sleep. I eased out from under Hayden's arm and tiptoed to Lisa's kitchen, where the city glowed below the window as though nothing had happened. My laptop was already open on the counter.The email took four tries. The first draft was too long. The second sounded angry, and the third sounded like I was begging.The fourth was short and clean."Dear Ms Grayson, Please accept this email as my formal resignation from my position at Lens Corp., effective immediately. I apologise for the short notice. An urgent personal matter means I can no longer continue. Thank you for the opportunity. Emily Matthews"I added HR to the recipients and stared at the cursor. Lenscop had been my lifeboat after the last company threw me overboard, and now I was cutting the rope myself.I thought of Elias and what this all meant.I pressed send.The whoosh was so small and so final. I waited...and waited, to feel something dramatic, but there was only a hollo

[Emily]By Sunday morning, I still hadn't sold a single piece of furniture.I sat cross-legged on Lisa's guest bed with my laptop on my knees, refreshing the listings every few minutes. The sofa, the dining table, Hayden's bunk bed, the bookshelf I'd built myself with a screwdriver, and a lot of searing. Lisa's father had sent men with a truck to move everything into a storage unit on the edge of the city, and I'd posted the photos at midnight, priced to go.Nobody had even asked questions."You don't have to do this, you know. Lisa said from the doorway, holding two cups of coffee she'd gone outside to get. She'd said the same thing every day since Friday."Landry said the Manhattan DA could take weeks to even look at the video." I took one of the cups. "Maybe months until everything is processed. I can't sit in your guest room waiting for the Lockwoods to find me.""So you're running again.""I'm relocating." I tried to say it with dignity. "That man, Cyrus, is in this city. Hayden