All Chapters of The Billionaire That Couldn’t Let Her Go: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-ONE: LATE REVELATIONSCASPIAN'S POVI stood in the center of the small room, my hands shoved deep into my suit pockets, my knuckles clenched into fists. My chest rose and fell in ragged, shallow breaths. Around me, four elite security operatives were frantically hammering away at their keyboards, scrubbing through hours of raw security footage from every single camera mounted across the property."Zoom in on the west corridor hall!" I roared, my deep voice booming off the walls, laced with a violent, unbridled rage that made the head guard flinch. "I don't care about the main hall! Show me the service exit!""Sir, we're cycling through the timestamps right now," the chief security officer answered, his forehead dripping with nervous sweat as his fingers flew across his control panel. "Camera forty-two covers the primary corridor leading to the garden terrace, but... there’s an issue.""What issue?" I growled, stepping up until I was towering directly o

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-THREEBIANCA’S POVThe silence hanging in the executive office was thick, heavy, and delicious.I stood under beside Damian, watching the utter ruin playing out on my twin sister’s face. Serena looked smaller than she had five minutes ago. Broken, trembling, her dark eyes swimming in an endless sea of hot, silent tears.It was the exact look of absolute powerlessness I had dreamed of seeing for ten agonizing years.Beside the desk, Damian was practically vibrating with rage, his hands clenched into tight fists as he stepped into my space. "You sent her our meeting logs?!" he barked out again, his jaw set in a dangerous line. "Are you out of your mind, Bianca?! We had a deal! You were supposed to help me execute the corporate takeover, not hand our paper trail directly to Caspian Laurent’s wife!"I slowly turned my head toward Damian, a calm, mocking smile stretching across my lips."Yes, Damian," I said softly, my voice smooth as silk. "I sent her the lo

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-FIVE: SWEET MEMORIES SERENA'S POVThe tears spilled over before I could stop them. I pressed a hand to my chest, trying to quiet the agonizing ache behind my ribs, but looking at Bianca made it impossible.She stood just a few feet away, her shoulders stiff, her eyes cold and guarded. She had been through so much. Far too much for anyone to bear alone. The anger radiating off her was a lot but beneath it, I could see her pain. It was obvious in the way she refused to meet my gaze, in the tight set of her jaw. She was hurt. She was deeply, terribly hurt that I hadn't come back for her sooner.I wanted to help you, I pleaded silently, the words catching in my throat. If you only knew how hard I tried.But Bianca wasn't looking at me with the eyes of the sister who used to stay up late whispering secrets under the covers. She looked at me like I was a stranger who had abandoned her to the wolves.My breath hitched as a terrifying realization settled in my

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-SEVEN: REPUTATIONSCASPIAN’S POVThe weight of Damian’s words hung in the air of the office.“Helena killed your parents.”The world around me fractured. My mind wandered to that night. Caspian sat on the edge of the bed, his hands resting heavily on his knees, staring at nothing. His chest felt hollow, carved out by a betrayal that was still fresh enough to sting like an open wound.The door smashed open, bouncing against the wall with a deafening crack."What the fuck, Caspian?!"Damian stood in the doorway, breathing heavily, his hair wild and his jacket half-unbuttoned. His eyes were wide, burning with a mixture of furious rage and desperate confusion. He took three long strides into the room, shoving a trembling hand through his hair.Caspian didn't flinch. He slowly raised his head, his face a cold, unreadable mask, though his heart hammered viciously against his ribs."What are you doing here, Damian?" Caspian's voice was deathly quiet, a star

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-NINE: A HEART ATTACK SERENA'S POVMy hand remained frozen on the door handle. The sound of the idling engine seemed to fade into the background, drowned out by the sudden, heavy thudding of my own heart in my ears.Caspian didn't look away. His eyes held mine captive, completely stripped of the cold mask he wore for the rest of the world. "I love you, Serena," Caspian repeated softly, his voice so low and raspy that it vibrated straight to my core.The air completely vanished from my lungs. My throat tightened, a sudden lump forming before I could find my voice."And I miss you," he continued, taking a slow breath, his long fingers relaxing their grip on the steering wheel. He turned slightly in his seat, his gaze dropping for a fraction of a second to my lips before rising back to my eyes. "I'm so sorry, Serena. I'm sorry I didn't fight for us when everything fell apart. I... I just thought you'd be better off without me. Without my mess, without me p