All Chapters of The billionaire I wasn't supposed to love : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Sunlight poured through the tall, narrow windows of the servants' corridor, casting a warm glow that highlighted the intricate patterns on the polished wooden floors as the household gradually settled into its daily routine. Below, the faint clatter of dishes echoed from the bustling kitchen, where pots simmered and utensils clinked. Maria's clear voice occasionally drifted through the hallway, issuing instructions to the younger maids as they moved efficiently about their tasks..Everything looked normal. But Grace had barely slept. She moved through her chores mechanically, her thoughts somewhere far beyond the mansion.The previous evening kept replaying in her mind.The messages. The envelopes.And, most of all, the faces of the people she had been watching. Aiden and Evie.They had never treated her badly. Evie had thanked her countless times for small things. Aiden rarely spoke to the household staff, but whenever he did, he was respectful.Yet Grace had been feeding Isabella pi

Aiden remained standing beside his desk long after Evie had left his room with tears, she was still not over how Aiden didn't trust her.The photographs were still open on his phone.He looked at them again.Every time, the same image stared back at him.Evie lying beside another man, naķed, the man kissing her cheeks.The picture should have been enough. It should have settled everything. But somehow, it didn't.Aiden zoomed in on the first photograph.Then the second. Something about the room bothered him. He couldn't explain it. The furniture seemed unfamiliar.Even the curtains didn't look like the ones in Evie's bedroom.Isabella had actually changed rooms and put Evie in another room but made it look like it was Evie's room.He frowned. Why had he noticed none of that before?Because he had been angry. Because he had been hurt. Because the moment he saw Evie's face beside another man, everything else had stopped mattering.He locked his phone. Then unlocked it again.The image

The house had never felt so large before, but coming downstairs, Evie felt like her house was gigantic because of the emptiness she felt inside.There were people everywhere—maids moving quietly through the halls, the distant sound of Richard speaking on the phone, Vivian giving instructions about the upcoming charity gala—but somehow, everything felt unbearably empty.Especially without Aiden.She spotted him at the far end of the hallway, engaged in a serious conversation with a staff member. Their eyes locked for a fleeting moment, and in that instant, the world seemed to pause around them. Silence filled the space as they locked gazes, each yearning to step closer. But suddenly, Evie broke the connection first.She continued toward the dining room.Aiden watched her disappear. He wanted nothing more than to run after her, hold her and tell her how miserable he had been without her, but seeing how he had acted like a jerk, he didn't know how to go about it.A few days ago, she woul

Lucas leaned forward. "There's one more thing."Aiden looked at him."I traced the number that sent you the photographs.""And?""Nothing."Aiden's expression fell. "Nothing?""Burner phone. Purchased with cash. No registered owner. It was activated once and abandoned.""Convenient.""Very." Lucas slid another page across the desk."But there was one thing I couldn't explain."Aiden read it. The burner phone had been activated within walking distance of a private parking facility. Aiden looked up. "What's there?""Mostly offices. A few private residences.""Anything connected to Marcus?""Not directly."Aiden's fingers tightened around the paper. "Then find the connection."Lucas stood. "I will.”He reached the door, then stopped. "Aiden."Aiden looked up.Lucas's expression was unusually serious."If someone went this far to make you believe Evie betrayed you..."Aiden waited. "...they probably knew exactly how much she means to you." “But wait, how did you know that she is the girl

While they were still in each other's embrace, enjoying the serenity of the atmosphere, Aiden's phone vibrated in his pocket.He almost ignored it; Evie was in his embrace without anger, ignoring, or pushing him away. He didn't want anything, not even a phone call to interrupt the fragile moment between them. But the vibration came again.He reluctantly pulled out his phone. A message from Lucas.Lucas: We found him.Aiden's expression changed instantly.Evie noticed. “What is it?”He stared at the screen.Aiden: Marcus?The reply came almost immediately.Lucas: Marcus Hale.Aiden's pulse quickened.Lucas: He's at the hotel across from the venue. Private room on the fourth floor. My men have him.Aiden read the message twice. They had spent days searching for this man. The man whose watch appeared in the photograph.The man who had somehow entered Scott Mansion. The man who might know exactly who had orchestrated the entire setup.And now he was only minutes away.Aiden: Does he know