The Billionaire’s Angel Lost のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Victor’s POVVictor walked out of the Silicon Valley boardroom, loosening his tie.Three days of ruthless, hostile takeover negotiations were finally over. The rival company was now his.He turned on his phone. It had been off for seventy-two hours straight.Notifications flooded the screen. Ninety-nine texts from Chloe. One from Serena.Victor's thumb instinctively tapped Serena's message first.[Transfer received: $873,000][Note: Medical, accommodation, and miscellaneous expenses settled.]Nothing else.Victor frowned.He almost laughed out loud—a humorless, helpless scoff.His long fingers typed out a reply.[You think I need your money? Do we really have to settle things like this?]He hit send and stared at the screen for ten minutes.Normally, Serena would reply the second he texted, even if it was just to send a sassy middle finger emoji.But this time, the chat was dead silent.Victor dialed her number."Sorry, the number you have dialed is out of service..." a flat, robotic f

Victor’s POVChloe stood a few steps away in a pure white dress, looking heartbreakingly fragile.It wasn't Serena.Before Victor could react, Chloe had already thrown herself into his arms. He looked at the white figure in his embrace, his body stiffening almost imperceptibly.Victor gently pushed her away, his voice laced with carefully measured distance. "What are you doing here?"Chloe looked up, her eyes sparkling with expectation. "I asked Mark for your flight info. I came specifically to pick you up." She bit her lip, looking a bit hurt. "Victor, aren't you happy to see me?""I am," Victor said, adjusting his cuffs while avoiding her reaching hand. "But it's windy out here. You're still weak; you shouldn't catch a cold.""Thanks to the medical team you set up, I'm fully recovered," Chloe said, doing a little twirl. Her white skirt flared out like petals. She suddenly grabbed his sleeve. "Victor, if you're not in a rush, could you go somewhere with me? I have something I want to

Victor’s POVVictor froze, his blood running completely cold, his fingers digging fiercely into the spot where he dropped his phone. "What did you just say?!"Just then, the car entered a tunnel. The signal died, and the call dropped."Turn around! To Vance Media headquarters! Now!" Victor's voice was terrifyingly cold, his eyes churning with unprecedented, violent fury.Mark was so terrified he nearly lost control of the car as he yanked the steering wheel to whip around.He had never seen Victor like this.His normally calm and collected boss now had bloodshot eyes, his jaw clenched so hard it looked like it might shatter.The motorcade sped to Vance Media HQ.Victor kicked open the doors to the CEO's office and stormed in like a hurricane.Richard was sitting on a leather sofa, sipping whiskey. He got such a shock he nearly dropped his glass. "Victor? What are you doing here?""You married Serena off to LA?" Victor gritted out, word by word.Richard paused, then put on an apologetic

Serena’s POVI let out an exasperated laugh."Then why were you hiding? You didn't show your face for a week, but you kept sending gifts. What kind of plan is this? Trying to buy Wall Street for me?"Julian's ears turned even redder. He mumbled, "...I hadn't picked out the perfect gift yet."Me: "..."I took a deep breath and asked the most important question. "You said you've had a crush on me for a long time... Have we met?"Julian's eyes flickered, and he finally looked straight into my eyes. "Serena, do you really not remember?""Ten years ago, at a yacht party in Malibu...""Did you forget who you saved?"I froze. My memories were pulled back ten years.At that party, I was standing on the deck when I heard a splash.A little boy had fallen into the water. Before anyone else could react, I jumped in after him.The seawater was freezing, but I swam desperately toward the struggling figure.After swallowing a few mouthfuls of seawater, I finally dragged him back onto the deck."Are

Serena’s POVThe day before the wedding, I sat at the vanity in the bridal suite, my fingertips gently brushing over the diamonds on my wedding dress.The sun was shining brightly. Outside, the staff were bustling about, setting up the ceremony.Everything looked so perfect.A soft knock came from the door."Serena?" Julian walked in, holding a cup of warm Ceylon tea and a delicate little velvet box.He was wearing a tailored black suit. His eyes were incredibly gentle."You barely ate anything for breakfast," he said, placing the cup next to my hand.I looked up, a soft smile on my lips. "Are you lecturing me now, Julian?""I wouldn't dare." He leaned down and handed me the box. "I'm just afraid you'll get hungry."I opened the box. Inside were exquisite Italian handmade chocolates."I heard you used to love the chocolates from this shop," Julian said softly. "I had them flown in from Milan."I paused, a little surprised. Just as I was about to speak, the estate's security alarm sudde