Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Bill‍ionaire’​s Muse: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Adrian’s POVMeghan stared at me, the surprise on her face making it obvious that she hadn’t expected those words. Her eyebrows lifted, and she leaned forward slightly, like she needed to make sure she’d heard me correctly.“Who?”I dropped my eyes to my hands, rubbing my thumb slowly across my palm as I tried to get the words out. Saying his name still brought back more than I wanted to deal with.“His name was Daniel.”Meghan went quiet. The curiosity in her face disappeared, replaced by something more careful as she watched me. She had never seen me talk about whatever had happened before, and I could tell she was trying to understand the change in me.I drew in a slow breath, letting the old memories surface despite my attempt to keep them buried. For a brief moment, I stayed there with my eyes on my hands, trying to steady myself before I continued.“I was already working closely with my father then. There was a major project the company was handling, and I was responsible for ove

Meghan’s POVMonday morning felt easier than I expected.I set my bag beside my desk and pulled out my laptop, grateful to have something ordinary to focus on after the previous week. Harbor Point had consumed most of my attention, and with the worst of the deadline behind me, I could finally concentrate on what came next instead of trying to finish everything at once.I had just opened the first set of drawings when I noticed Naomi walking toward me with a folder tucked against her side.“Meghan.”I looked up from my screen. “Good morning.”“Good morning.” Naomi stopped beside my desk and held out the folder. “I need you to go somewhere with Imogen this morning.”My attention shifted to the folder before I took it from her. “Where?”“One of the proposed sites for Harbor Point.”I glanced down at the cover, and the fatigue I had been carrying into the office seemed to disappear. “The site?”“Yes.” Naomi watched me open the folder. “I want you to see the actual space before we move any

Adrian’s POVI was in the living room when I heard the front door open. A moment later, Meghan came in with her bag over one shoulder and a folder tucked against her side, and although the day had clearly taken something out of her, she seemed more awake than I expected.She noticed me on the sofa and smiled faintly. “You’re home.”“Yeah.” I nodded toward the folder. “How was Harbor Point?”“Bigger than I expected.” She set her bag beside her and settled onto the sofa, keeping the folder on her lap. “The plans gave me an idea of the place, but being there was completely different.”“What did you find?”She opened the folder and spread several photographs across the table. “The entrance is narrower than the drawings showed. I had the main sitting area opening toward this section, but there’s a wall here that wasn’t included in the plans.”She tapped the photograph so I could follow the point she was making.“So you have to change the layout.”“Part of it.” She separated two photographs

Naomi’s POVI was halfway through an email when Imogen walked into my office.“Naomi.” She stopped beside my desk, a folder tucked against her side.I looked up from my laptop. “How did it go?”“The site visit went well.” She opened the folder and skimmed the notes. “There were a few differences between the information we had and what we found on-site, but nothing serious. We can handle the adjustments before the next stage.”I pushed my laptop back slightly. “So we’re still on schedule?”“Yes.” Imogen turned a page. “There shouldn’t be any delay.”“Good.” I reached for the mouse, ready to return to my email.Imogen remained where she was.She checked another note before saying, “Meghan caught most of the discrepancies.”My hand paused above the keyboard.I hadn’t expected her name to come up.“She was actually quite thorough,” Imogen continued. “She noticed a few things the rest of us overlooked. Meghan… ”The name had become difficult to hear without feeling something shift inside m

Meghan’s POVI was halfway through folding a pile of clothes when I heard the front door open.A moment later, Sophia called from downstairs.“Meghan?”I smiled and set the shirt in my hands on the bed.“I’m up here.”Her footsteps came quickly up the stairs. When she appeared in the doorway, her bag was still slung over one shoulder.“You’re actually home,” she said, looking at me like she hadn’t expected to find me there.I picked up another shirt. “Where else would I be?”She dropped her bag beside the door and crossed the room. Before I could say anything else, she wrapped her arms around me and squeezed.I laughed, stumbling back a step. “Sophia… ”“You missed me.”“I saw you a few days ago.”“Exactly. Too long.”She finally let me go, then glanced at the clothes spread across the bed.“I thought you’d be out.”“Doing what?”“Anything that doesn’t involve folding laundry.”I shook my head and reached for another shirt. “How was the trip?”“Awful. The bus was packed, and the drive