All Chapters of The Billionaire Who Never Moved On : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The Boy in the DarknessClick.The sound of the door locking behind them echoed through the hallway.Amelia turned.“Adrian.”He grabbed the handle and pulled.Nothing.“It's locked.”The lights flickered once.Then went completely out.“Mommy…”Emma's voice came from somewhere ahead.Amelia's heart broke.“Emma!”“Mommy, I'm here.”Amelia tried to move toward the voice, but Adrian caught her hand.“Wait.”“That's my daughter.”“I know.”“Then let me go.”“We don't know where she is.”A second voice came through the darkness.“Daddy?”Adrian froze.It was Daniel.But not the little boy they had left with the security team.This voice sounded older.Deeper.And somehow familiar.Amelia whispered,“Adrian…”“I heard him.”“Could it be—”“I don't know.”He pulled out his phone and switched on the flashlight.The beam cut through the darkness.An empty hallway.Old doors.Dust.Nothing else.“Emma!”No answer.“Daniel!”Silence.Then footsteps.Slow.Bare feet against the floor.Amelia he

The Question She FearedAmelia stared at her mother.“Mom?”The older woman didn't answer.She simply stood there, staring at the words on the wall.ASK WHO YOUR MOTHER IS.Adrian stepped closer.“What's he talking about?”Still nothing.“Mom,” Amelia said again.This time her voice was firmer.“What does that mean?”Her mother slowly looked at her.“I think we should leave.”Adrian's eyes narrowed.“Not until you answer her.”She looked at him.“You don't understand.”“No.”His voice was cold.“But I'm beginning to understand that everyone around us knows something except us.”Victor was still sitting near the altar, blood running down the side of his face.He looked at Amelia's mother.“It's time.”She shook her head.“Not yet.”Victor gave a bitter laugh.“When is it ever going to be time?”Adrian turned toward him.“What are you talking about?”Victor looked away.“I shouldn't have said anything.”Adrian walked toward him.“You've been saying that for eight years.”Victor looked u

The House Daniel RememberedFor several seconds, nobody spoke.Adrian stared at Daniel.The little boy stood beside Amelia, clutching the edge of her dress.“Grandpa?” Adrian finally asked.Daniel nodded.“The man at the house.”Amelia knelt beside him.“Daniel, sweetheart, are you sure?”“Yes.”“Did he tell you his name?”Daniel shook his head.“He said I should call him Grandpa.”Adrian's jaw tightened.“Did he look like me?”Daniel thought about it.“A little.”Amelia looked at Adrian.“Adrian…”He held up a hand.“Let him remember.”Daniel frowned.“He had gray hair.”Adrian's heart skipped.“My father had gray hair.”“And he had a scar.”Adrian went still.“Where?”Daniel touched the side of his own face.“Here.”Adrian's face changed.His father had a thin scar beneath his left eye.He had gotten it when Adrian was twelve.Adrian remembered it clearly.He had asked about it once.His father had simply said, “Some things are better left in the past.”Adrian looked away.“Did he e

The Father He BuriedFor several seconds, Adrian couldn't move.He simply stared.At the man standing in the doorway.At the scar beneath his left eye.At the gray hair.At the face he had spent eight years trying to forget.His father.Alive.The word refused to make sense.It couldn't.His father had died.Adrian had stood at the funeral.He had watched the coffin disappear beneath the earth.He had listened to relatives whisper about tragedy.He had watched Richard stand beside him with a hand on his shoulder.He had believed every word.Until now.“Dad?”The word came out broken.The older man didn't answer.He only looked at him.And somehow that silence hurt more than anything else.Amelia stood behind Adrian, one hand pressed against her mouth.Her eyes filled with tears.“No…”She shook her head slowly.“No, this isn't possible.”Emma was still beside the man.Her small hand held tightly to his.“Mommy,” she whispered.Amelia took one step forward.“Emma.”The little girl look

The Other Boy“Daddy?”The voice came again.Small.Soft.Almost identical to Daniel's.Adrian stood at the bottom of the staircase, unable to move.Amelia's fingers tightened around Daniel's shoulder.Emma hid behind her.Even Victor, who had been silent until then, looked shaken.Nobody spoke.Then Daniel whispered,“That's him.”Adrian looked down.“Who?”“The boy.”Daniel pointed toward the stairs.“The boy who looked like me.”Adrian's heart began pounding.He didn't understand.But he knew one thing.He had heard enough voices from the past to last a lifetime.He wasn't going to let another child disappear into darkness.“I’m going upstairs.”His father immediately stepped forward.“No.”Adrian turned.“You've told me not to do things all night.”“Because you don't understand what's waiting for you.”“Then explain it.”“I can't.”Adrian laughed without humor.“Of course.”His father's face tightened.“Adrian—”“No.”Adrian stepped toward him.“I'm tired of being protected by lie