บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire's Secret Heir: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 6

I spent two hours setting the dining table. I adjusted the silver cutlery, arranged the crimson roses in a crystal vase, and lit the tall scented candles. Tonight was our fifth wedding anniversary. Five years since I married Richard Vance. Five years of giving him every ounce of my love, my patience, and my loyalty.I straightened the collar of my soft cream dress and checked my reflection in the mirror. I looked tired. The dark circles under my eyes told the story of endless nights spent worrying, praying, and hoping. But tonight, I wanted everything to be perfect. I wanted us to remember why we fell in love in the first place.The grand mansion was quiet. It was a massive, modern estate with marble floors and towering glass windows. Richard loved this house. He loved showing it off to his business associates as a symbol of his hard-earned success. What he never knew—what I kept hidden from him to protect his pride—was that this house, his company, and his entire wealthy lifestyle we

The high-speed train hummed softly as it carried me miles away from the city that had broken my heart. I sat by the window, watching the rain-soaked countryside blur past. My reflection in the glass showed a tired woman, but beneath the dark circles, there was a quiet, sharp resolve taking root.I pulled out my old phone—the one Richard had never checked because he thought I only used it to order groceries. I dialed a number I hadn't called in five years.The phone rang twice before a deep, authoritative voice answered. "Hello?""Dad," I whispered. My voice cracked.Silence hung on the line for two seconds, followed by the sound of a chair rattling. "Elena? My sweet girl... is that you?"Hearing my father's warm voice broke the dam inside me. Tears overflowed, but I squeezed my eyes shut and held back the sobs. "Dad... I'm coming home. I'm coming back to Vance-Global.""Thank God," my father breathed out heavily, his voice thick with emotion. "Where are you? I'll send the private jet

The room seemed to shrink until there were only three people standing in it: Julian, Richard, and me.Julian’s cold, commanding gray-blue eyes swept across the crowd before landing directly on my face. The moment his gaze met mine, he froze. A sudden, powerful spark ignited in his eyes—a mixture of sharp recognition, intense surprise, and a dark, lingering passion that had burned quietly for five long years.He remembered me. I could tell instantly."Julian, this is... well, this is my ex-wife, Elena," Richard said nervously, attempting a forced chuckle. He didn't notice the electric tension crackling between us. "Can you believe it? She claims to be the CEO of Vance-Global now. She must be playing some kind of cheap trick—""Shut your mouth, Richard," Julian said.His voice was low, deep, and laced with absolute authority. It cut through Richard's words like a sharp blade.Richard flinched, stepping back awkwardly. "Julian? What do you mean? I'm just trying to protect our family's re