Todos os capítulos de The Billionaire's Curvy Prize: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Silence had a sound. Queen never noticed it before. It lives in their apartment now.For two days, she and James moved around each other like strangers sharing the same space. He left for work before sunrise.She came home after dark. When their schedules overlapped, their conversations rarely stretched beyond a few words.“Morning.” “Morning.” “Later.” “I’m leaving.” “Okay.” No kisses. No hugs. No “I love you.” Oddly enough…James was the first to feel uncomfortable. Usually, after every disagreement, Queen would be the one to bridge the distance. She would apologize even when she wasn’t sure what she had done wrong.She would cook his favorite dinner. She would send him a long text during lunch. She would curl against him at night until the silence melted away.This time… Nothing. Queen buried herself in work. The office work had become her entire world.Richard’s new deadline left no room for distractions. Every morning, she arrived before most of the office.Every evening, she wa

Queen woke before her first alarm. For a few seconds, she stared at the unfamiliar ceiling. Then she remembered. Ava’s apartment. The presentation slides.She reached for her phone and turned off the alarm before it rang. A quiet knock came from the other side of the door.“You awake?” Ava called “I’m up.” “Good. Because if we’re late today, Richard is going to have a heart attack.”Queen laughed softly. “I’ll be out in a few.” She got dressed in the outfit she had packed the night before a crisp white blouse, a charcoal pencil skirt, and a navy blazer.She tied her hair into a neat low ponytail, applied light makeup, and looked at herself in the mirror.She didn’t hear James’s voice pointing out everything that was wrong with her. She picked up her laptop bag and the flash drive containing the presentation. After checking three times that everything was inside, she walked into Ava’s kitchen.Ava looked up from the coffee machine. “There she is.” Queen smiled. “Morning.” “Sit.” “I ma

Queen stared at the receptionist as if she had heard the wrong name. “I’m sorry…”The receptionist smiled politely. “Mr. Richard would like you in the boardroom immediately.”“My… me?” “Yes.” “He asked that you come now.” For a second, Queen couldn’t move.Her heartbeat echoed inside her chest. The boardroom? Richard never called her into meetings.Especially not meetings that is this important. The receptionist gave her an encouraging smile before walking away.Across the office, Ava slowly stood from her chair. Their eyes met. Queen mouthed silently,“What did I do?” Ava shrugged. She looked just as confused. Queen swallowed hard.Her palms suddenly felt damp. She looked down at herself. White blouse. Navy blazer.Everything looked neat. Had Richard found a mistake? Was there an error in the presentation?Did Melissa blame her for something? A hundred thoughts raced through her mind.She grabbed her notebook out of habit before realizing she probably didn’t need it.Her fingers tig

Queen’s smile slowly faded as her phone vibrated on the desk. The screen lit up.James Calling… Ava, who had been grinning from ear to ear moments earlier, glanced at the screen before looking back at Queen.Her smile disappeared. “…James?” Queen nodded quietly. Neither of them moved.The phone continued vibrating across the desk. Ava frowned. “You guys had a fight?”Queen kept staring at the screen. “I…” She hesitated. “I guess you could call it that.”Ava folded her arms.“Hold on.” “You’ve been at my place since yesterday.” “You packed clothes.”“Your laptop.” “Even your toiletries.” “You told me you just needed a little space.” She narrowed her eyes.“But you never actually told me what happened.” The ringing stopped. Silence settled between them. Then, almost immediatelyThe phone buzzed again. James Calling. Queen closed her eyes briefly. Ava noticed the uncertainty on her friend’s face.“Are you going to answer?” Queen slowly shook her head. “I don’t think I’m ready.”The words

The executive elevator doors slid open with a soft chime.Georgy Williams stepped out first. Lucas Bennett followed a pace behind, tablet tucked neatly beneath his arm.The executive floor came alive almost instantly. “Good morning, Mr. Williams.” “Morning, sir.” “Good morning.” Every employee who crossed his path greeted him.Georgy acknowledged each one with a nod or a quiet “Good morning.” He never hurried past people as though they were invisible.He believed respect wasn’t determined by job titles. A janitor pushing a cleaning cart accidentally dropped a stack of fresh towels.Without hesitation, Georgy bent down, picked up two of them and handed them back. “No rush,” he said calmly.“You’ll only have to pick them up twice if you panic.” The older man smiled sheepishly.“Thank you, Mr. Williams.” Lucas smiled to himself. No matter how many years he worked for Georgy, moments like that never surprised him.They simply reminded him why people respected the man. Not because he was