All Chapters of Nora and Her Unexpected Billionaire : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The girls’ morning began pretty early. Maya's flight was scheduled for later that morning, but they wanted enough time to get to the airport without rushing. By the time Nora came downstairs, Maya was already dressed and checking that she hadn't left anything behind. Nora had grown accustomed to seeing Maya somewhere nearby since the storm had forced them into Arlo's house. Having her leave made the place feel different already. She called her driver while Maya finished gathering her things. A few minutes later, the car was waiting outside. Maya said her goodbyes to the staff, and Nora followed her out with her luggage. They left the estate shortly afterward, disappearing down the long driveway while the morning sun slowly climbed above the trees. Arlo watched the car from the upstairs window. He had been awake for some time already. Once the vehicle disappeared from sight, he returned to his study. There was work waiting for him. Several documents had accumulated on his desk o

She finally pushed herself away from the door and looked around the penthouse again.Nora wandered toward the bedroom. The closet immediately caught her attention. She opened one side and stopped.Her clothes were already there.The few things purchased earlier that day and even some things she hadn't remembered purchasing were already organized as though they belonged there.She opened the other side.Arlo's clothes occupied the remaining space.His shirts were arranged by colour, jackets hung in perfect rows, and several pairs of trousers were pressed so neatly that they looked untouched. There was something strangely intimate about seeing their belongings sharing the same space.Nora quickly closed the wardrobe.She didn't want to think about that.After taking a long shower, she changed into something comfortable and returned to the living room. Room service had already arrived. A covered tray sat waiting on the dining table, along with a glass of water and a small note informing

Nora remained still. His confession had stripped away something she had been holding onto for a while—the assumption that Arlo was simply playing with her emotions because he enjoyed the attention. Arlo watched her face carefully, searching for some indication of what she was thinking. For once, there was no teasing remark waiting on his lips. He looked painfully uncertain. “Nora.” She looked at him, then toward the door, then back at him. “I don't know what you want me to do.” Arlo stared at her for a moment. Then, before she could say anything else, he knelt, both knees on the floor. Nora's eyes widened. “Arlo?” He remained there, looking up at her. The sight was so unexpected that she couldn't find another word. This was Arlo Reeves. The man who walked into rooms and made everyone else straighten their backs. The man who could dismiss an entire room of executives with a glance. The man who seemed to have an answer for everything. His hands rested loosely agai

By the time they fully entered the private dining hall, Nora had already realized that this was not going to be an ordinary dinner. It was really packed with people who looked expensive.People were already seated in groups, speaking quietly among themselves. Executives, investors, heirs, designers, and representatives from some of the biggest companies in the region occupied the room, and Nora recognized more than a few faces from magazines and business articles she had read over the years.Arlo seemed completely at ease among them.As they moved through the room, several people stopped him to exchange greetings. He responded politely, occasionally pausing for a brief conversation before moving on.Nora did the same whenever someone was introduced to her.“Nora. It's nice to meet you.”She never offered her surname. They were walking toward their table when Arlo glanced down at her.“Why do you always just say Nora?”She looked at him.“What do you mean?”“You never give your family

Regina stood on the damp grass, completely in awe of the destruction before her. She slowly circled the property, taking in the weight of the destruction. Frowning, Regina pulled out her phone and dialed Nora’s number. The call failed instantly, cutting straight to a dead tone. She tried once more, but the result was the same. With a tight sigh, she opened their chat thread and typed quickly. > Call me ASAP. What the heck happened to your house? And where are you currently? Regina slipped the phone back into her bag, and returned to her car. She drove away, checking her blank screen several times before she even reached the main road, a growing sense of unease settling in her chest. Miles away in Bangkok, Nora lay stretched out across the sofa, entirely oblivious to the panic in Chiang Mai. The high windows of the penthouse suite let in a steady stream of warm, sunlight that slowly shifted across the polished hardwood floor. Her phone was resting in her hand, the screen glo