All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Plus Size Redemption : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Olivia pov;She placed a fresh newspaper on my desk. The front page showed a photo of Damian Carter walking out of his office building, surrounded by reporters. The headline read: CARTER INNOVATIONS DENIES FRAUD ALLEGATIONS, CLAIMS KGH LEAK WAS INTERNAL BLUNDER.I closed the paper firmly. “We aren't going to let them distract us. Today is about moving forward.”I stood up, picked up my leather binder, and walked out of my office, heading down the hallway toward the main boardroomAt about few minutes to eight, I walked into the main boardroom. Ethan was standing near the window in a sharp charcoal suit, talking softly with Mason. When I entered, Ethan looked up, his steel gray eyes softening for a fraction of a second before returning to his calm, professional focus.“Ready, Olivia?” Ethan asked quietly.“Ready,” I said, taking my seat at the center of the executive table.At exactly eight o’clock, the large wall screen chimed and connected. The image of a grand, wood-paneled office i

Olivia pov;“Excuse me, Mason,” I said, stepping politely around him into the bright hallway.My black heels clicked against the polished marble floor. Behind me, the executive boardroom door clicked shut, cutting off the low hum of the air conditioning. Across the hall, Ethan stepped out of his office, his phone already pressed tightly to his ear.“Guard team one stays in the lobby,” Ethan said into his receiver, his voice low and sharp. “Place two plainclothes guards directly on the sixty-fifth floor near the stairwell doors. Anyone without executive clearance gets vetted before they step into Miss Bennett’s hallway.”I gave Mason a quick, respectful nod as I passed, keeping my focus entirely on the work ahead. I stopped at my desk and set my thick black notebook flat on the leather desk pad. Naomi walked over right away, holding a stack of fresh paper.“The primary server sweep just started,” Naomi whispered, handing me the top page. “David from IT said the full diagnostic will tak

Olivia pov;"I am telling you, Mr. Thorne, the numbers you received last week do not match our actual balance sheets," I said.I leaned over the mahogany conference table, resting both palms flat on the cold wood. Mr. Thorne sat across from me in a plush leather chair. His arms were crossed tight over his navy suit jacket. He did not look impressed. Outside the tall windows, rain tapped hard against the glass of his Chicago office building."That sounds like a polished excuse, Miss Bennett," Mr. Thorne said. He picked up a thick white folder and dropped it onto the table with a heavy thud. "These report sheets came straight from a verified Kingsley Global Holdings email address. They show your firm lost twenty percent of its logistics capital last quarter.""Those reports are fake," I said directly. I did not blink. I did not flinch. "I flew out here today because a phone call or a screen share would not show you the truth. Kingsley Global is in a solid financial position. I brought o

Ethan pov;I paced across my office on the forty-second floor of Kingsley Tower, standard leather shoes squeaking against the polished hardwood floor. Rain slammed against the floor-to-ceiling glass, casting long, dark reflections over my mahogany desk. Across the room, Mason Grant sat in a black leather armchair, an open laptop resting on his knees. His fingers tapped a rapid beat against the side of his trackpad."The flight to Chicago leaves in twenty minutes, Ethan," Mason said, looking up from his screen. "If you jump on the private jet now, you can be in Aris Thorne’s office before Olivia even finishes presenting the raw audit files."I stopped pacing and turned toward the window. Across the street, the cold grey towers of Riverton’s financial district blurred behind the downpour. Down on the ground in Chicago, Olivia was currently walking straight into a trap set by Damian Carter and Chloe Whitmore. My hands clenched into tight fists at my sides. Every instinct I possessed—ever

Olivia pov;"You cannot push your way into this private room, Damian," I said, stepping right between the double glass doors and holding my head high.Damian stopped with his hand on the brass handle. His eyes widened for a quick second, but then a fake smile appeared on his face. Next to him, Chloe Whitmore smoothed her trench coat, holding a heavy black leather briefcase tight under her arm."Olivia, darling," Damian said, keeping his voice smooth and low. "I am only here to save Aris Thorne from making a forty-million-dollar mistake with Kingsley Global Holdings.""You are standing inside suite 4500," I replied, pointing directly at the brass sign on the wall. "This is a private corporate meeting. You were not invited, and you know it.""I don't need an invitation to deliver the truth," Damian said, stepping closer. "Chloe and I brought financial reports that prove KGH is hiding deep security leaks. Mr. Thorne deserves to see them before he signs any expansion papers.""What is go