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I took a chance to interrupt the silence hoping he's not as fierce as Helena. "It ran it's course." "Will you be taking over the Christos Foundation?" "Are you a reporter?" He narrowed his eyes at me. "Is this an interview?" " I'm a proxy." "Who do you work for?" "Bale Industries." I answered. "What happened to Jonathan Bale is sad. Is it true he doesn't remember anyone or anything?" "Sadly yes. Did you know him?" "Yes. He mentored me." He smiled. Perhaps he has already met Helena and it will be less awkward to put them together. "Then you must know his family."

Finishing up, his assistant Caleb who has been standing afar quickly went to collect his jacket that has been carefully placed on one of the chairs and carried his briefcase as they headed to the car. ‘Good morning sir’ His driver who has been waiting for them for almost an hour said as he opened the door to the back seat for Caesar. Caleb helped himself to the passenger seat at the front. Caesar with his tablet continued reading the headlines as he sees something that caught his eye. ‘ CEASAR JAMES, THE POPULAR BUSINESS MOGUL AND OWNER OF GABANO GROUP OF COMPANIES IS GAY ‘ Immediately he picked up his phone to dial the company’s PRO.

“What? Man, I'm the father of her baby. You don't know me, she—” “I believe she asked you to leave.” Christian's voice was enough to shake you. He was a trained killer, remember? I was now seated, switching channels. I don't know what Christian said to Carlos, but Carlos started walking, and I turned to him: he was actually walking toward the door. Without even glancing back, he left, shutting the door gently, which made me stand up and walk to Christian as I wondered what he had done to him. “Are you some magician?”

His voice was rough but familiar. "Your Highness, my name is Bale, son of the late Elder Nate II. I serve you. Always." Beatrice’s breath caught. Bale. Mom never spoke his name at home, but Beatrice had seen the way she looked at him when she thought no one was watching. Her mom’s old lover. A good man, once. Before greed got to him and cost him everything. Bale’s eyes flicked to Beatrice for half a second. Something like guilt flashed there, then vanished. He knew. He always knew too much.

I faltered, contemplating if I should tell him. Christian's fingers tightened around my waist as he waited patiently. "What did you see?" "It's Jason." I said finally. "He's having... sex with a woman back there, behind the garden." "A woman?" Christian frowned. "Sophie?" I shook my head. It wasn't Sophie. I was sure of it. "No, Sophie has dark hair. This one was blonde. A bimbo." Christian's face darkened. "Even at his wedding, he didn't miss the chance to prove what a misogynistic bastard he is!"

the woman asked, Cassandra’s puzzled expression gave her the answer she needed, she laughed, but it lacked any mirth to it, “I’m Gayle, the real Alpha bitch of this pack, the one who has been keeping Caleb’s bed warm before your wretched self came into this compound and the one who is going to drag you out of here by your hair once I cure Caleb of whatever spell you’ve cast on him.” The more Gayle spoke, the more Cassandra’s confusion melted into anger, something inside her snapped as soon as she heard that this woman had been sleeping with Caleb. Cassandra had never been one to feel jealous, hell, she avoided confrontations that were about men, but she felt a strong need to punch this woman

“Do you really think he’s someone who wouldn’t dare to be intimate with his secretary in public?” “Oh, right? Honestly, who is that woman?” “No matter who she is, it seems like we need to lower the tone of the rumors if that’s not Mrs. Lambert.” When Christian realized who the man next to the familiar woman was, Travis was conflicted. His gaze remained focused on Hailey’s back. It felt as if he was looking at Hailey, but it wasn’t. Given the large number of individuals sharing the same condition, and he had never seen Hailey in sleeveless clothing, he didn’t dare to jump to that conclusion with no evidence.

Even though he already knew about Talia, Caiden still cautiously asked Christian, "Chris, is this your wi—" Before he finished speaking, Christian hurriedly interrupted, "Mr. Whitaker, this is Talia Stewart. She's my…" He gestured toward Talia as he spoke, but hesitated when it came to identifying her. Talia, sensing his reluctance to reveal their marriage, quickly filled in, "Secretary." Caiden was visibly surprised but didn't press further since neither of them wanted to elaborate. Christian was equally caught off guard by Talia's answer. Before anyone could say more, a cocky male voice came from the front gate. "Mr. Lane, I've heard that you're generous and extravagant. May I have the hon

Isabelle was beginning to lose her cool. "Forgive me, but it is funny when the person in question doesn't like men." If only Isabelle had given Christian time to explain, she would have known that there couldn't have been anything going on between them. "You mean she's..." Isabelle paused, her palm flying over her mouth as her eyes widened. "Gay." Christian concluded her statement, relief flooding him when Isabelle gasped. "Nancy is one hundred percent gay." He emphasized the confession, which made Isabelle stutter.

Mabel complimented, catching him off guard as he didn't expect her to say such a thing. “Hmm,” He mumbled as he didn't know what else to say. “I see why those ladies are always trying to get your attention. Handsome, Smart, popular and a billionaire,” Mabel continued. “Tell me something, how is it that you've never been in a relationship?” She inquired. “Because I'm not interested in getting into one,” Christian answered. ‘Because you're gay,’ Mabel said in her head and he went back to resting her head on his chest.