All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Plus Size Redemption : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Olivia pov;Sarah Ellington's high, urgent voice crackled through the speakerphone on Ethan's desk."He has called an emergency board meeting for seven AM tomorrow morning," Sarah said, her voice shaking slightly over the line. "And the first item on his agenda is a formal vote on your future as CEO."I stared at the silver speakerphone sitting on the dark mahogany desk. My hands squeezed the leather armrests of my chair."Victor Hale is moving faster than I expected," Mason said. He stepped closer to the desk and rested his palms on the polished wood. "He must have seen the photos on the news sites few minutes ago."Ethan did not flinch. He stood by the tall glass window, watching the rain wash down the dark panes. The yellow city lights reflected in his steel-gray eyes."Let him call the meeting," Ethan said softly. "I will not run from Victor.""Ethan, please listen to me," Sarah Ellington pleaded through the speaker. "If Victor gets six board members to vote against you, you are o

Ethan pov;"Ethan Kingsley and Olivia Bennett," the process server said, his voice loud and clear in the quiet hallway. "You have both been officially served."He stepped forward and held out two thick yellow paper folders.I stepped in front of Olivia,reached out to the server, and took both folders from his hands. The yellow paper felt rough and heavy against my fingers.Chairman Victor Hale stood three feet away, his broad arms crossed tightly over his dark suit. His gray hair was combed back neatly, and his sharp eyes were fixed on my face."This is a very bad look, Ethan," Victor said, his deep voice cold and hard. "The board of directors cannot ignore a fresh court summons served right outside our boardroom doors.""Damian Carter filed a fake civil complaint, Victor," I replied, holding his gaze without flinching. "He filed it some minutes ago because his divorce appeal was completely thrown out by a judge.""The board does not care about your personal rivalries," Victor said fi

Olivia pov"Mr. Kingsley! Is it true you met your executive secretary at a jazz club before she was hired?" a loud voice shouted from the hallway.Bright white camera flashes popped like lightning against the glass walls of the executive floor. Shouts and overlapping questions bounced off the marble pillars as half a dozen reporters pushed past the security desk, thrusting microphones forward.My heart jumped into my throat. For several years, my first instinct whenever people shouted or cameras flashed was to step backward, pull my cardigan tight around my shoulders, and hide where no one could see me. Damian had taught me that staying invisible was the only way to stay safe.I looked down at the dark carpet. Then I raised my chin, pulled my shoulders back, and looked straight at Ethan.The flashing lights caught the sharp line of his jaw and the steel-gray intensity of his eyes. He was waiting for my answer. He had asked me if I would stand beside him in front of the whole world."Y

Olivia pov;"Look at this refresh rate," Sarah Ellington said, her fingers tapping the edge of her tablet screen so hard the plastic clicked.I stared over her shoulder at the glowing glass in the quiet executive office."They are deleting the negative hashtags," Mason said, dropping his phone onto the mahogany desk with a sharp clack. He ran both hands through his short brown hair and let out a long breath. "Look at the business forums. The stock market opened few minutes ago, and Kingsley Global Holdings shares just jumped three points."I stepped back from the desk and pressed my hands against my skirt. My legs felt slightly weak, but the heavy knot of dread in my stomach was completely gone.For hours, I watched the comments scroll past on the news websites. Early this morning, every headline called us corrupt and dishonest. Now, the stories had changed. People were sharing clips of Ethan standing tall at the microphone, refusing to hide behind fake PR statements. Readers wrote lo

Olivia pov;He unhooked my bra with one hand. The lace cups fell away, freeing my breasts. Cool air tightened my nipples. Ethan’s palms covered them, thumbs brushing the peaks until a soft moan slipped from my throat. He guided me back onto the bed. The mattress dipped under our weight. I lay against the cool sheets while he rolled the stockings down my legs one at a time, the sheer fabric whispering over my calves and ankles. Then his fingers hooked into the sides of my panties and drew them down, baring me completely. The lace joined the growing pile on the chair.Ethan stood and unbuckled his belt. The leather slid free with a soft rasp. He opened his trousers and pushed them down along with his boxer briefs. His cock sprang free, thick and already hard, the head flushed dark. He climbed onto the bed, naked thighs brushing mine, skin to skin from chest to knee.He kissed me again, deeper this time, tasting faintly of the coffee he had earlier. His mouth moved to my neck, then lower