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Chapter Thirty-Four
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The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter Seventy-Four
ElaraI woke up tangled in unfamiliar sheets with sunlight spilling softly across the room.For one peaceful second, I forgot everything.Then I remembered.My confession.The words I had blurted out without thinking.The way Alistair had looked at me afterward.And the way he had dismissed it so effortlessly.I stared at the ceiling, letting out a slow breath.I had spent half the night convincing myself that it didn’t matter. Maybe he had ignored it because he didn’t want to embarrass me. Maybe he simply didn’t know how to respond.None of those explanations made the disappointment hurt any less. I rolled onto my side.Alistair was already awake, standing near the windows with his phone pressed to his ear. His expression was unreadable, his voice calm and controlled as always.He glanced at me.Our eyes met.A small smile appeared on his lips.“Morning.”“Morning.”That was all.No mention of last night. No awkwardness.No conversation about the confession that had been replaying in
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter Seventy-Three
Elara I didn’t look back after Louis drove away.There was no point. The moment the black sedan pulled up outside my apartment building, I already knew who had sent it. Only one person would arrange something so unnecessarily dramatic without offering a single explanation. Alistair. The chauffeur opened the rear door for me. “Miss Elara.” I thanked him quietly and slipped into the car. The door closed with a soft click, shutting out the noise of the street. As the city drifted past the tinted windows, my thoughts refused to settle. Grandpa Valmont’s hopeful smile. The family album. His quiet wish that I would someday become part of their family. Louis’ silence during the drive home.Each memory tugged at me in a different direction. Yet none of them stayed in my mind for long. Because every road eventually led back to the same moment. “I love you.” Three words. Three impulsive words I hadn’t planned to say. Three words Alistair had calmly stepped around as though they
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter Seventy-Two
ElaraThe next morning, I stood outside the familiar gates of the Valmont estate with a strange heaviness in my chest.Grandpa Valmont request had echoed in my mind all night.Come alone.The words hadn’t sounded threatening. If anything, they had sounded… personal.The housekeeper welcomed me inside before leading me toward the sitting room, where the old man was already waiting.The moment he saw me, his face lit up.“My dear.”He slowly rose from his chair, opening his arms.I smiled and embraced him carefully.“It’s so good to see you looking stronger.”“And it’s because stubborn people like you refused to give up on me.”I laughed softly.“I only visited.”“You did much more than visit.”He motioned for me to sit beside him.“When everyone else was busy discussing business, inheritance, and appearances, you simply asked whether I had eaten.”His voice carried quiet gratitude.“I’ll never forget that.”A familiar ache settled inside me.“You don’t have to keep thanking me.”“Oh,
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter Seventy-One
ElaraI woke to the faint warmth of morning sunlight spilling through the curtains and the steady rhythm of Alistair’s breathing beside me.For one blissfully quiet moment, I forgot everything.Then last night’s conversation came rushing back.My impulsive confession.His unreadable expression.The way he had simply brushed past it, steering the conversation elsewhere as though I hadn’t exposed one of the most vulnerable parts of myself.It should have embarrassed me.Instead, it left me confused.If he had rejected me, at least I would have understood where we stood. If he had accepted what I said, that would have been terrifying in an entirely different way.But pretending it had never happened?That somehow hurt more.I studied him while he was still asleep, wondering if he truly meant to ignore it forever or if he simply wasn’t ready to confront whatever existed between us.When he finally opened his eyes, there wasn’t even a trace of awkwardness.“Morning.”His voice was calm.Norm
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter Seventy
By the time I arrived at Alistair’s penthouse, I felt like I’d been holding my breath for hours. The dinner had ended nearly forty minutes ago, yet the tension still clung to me. The coded conversations.The hidden agreements.The unanswered questions. The feeling that I had walked into a game without knowing all the rules. For the first time since leaving Louis’ residence, I finally exhaled. The moment the elevator doors opened, I found Alistair waiting in the living room. His sleeves were rolled up. A glass sat untouched on the table beside him. He looked up immediately when I entered. “How bad was it?” I laughed softly. “That obvious?” “You’re exhausted.” I slipped off my heels and sank onto the couch. The simple act of sitting down felt wonderful. Alistair waited patiently. And for some reason, that patience made me want to tell him everything. So I did. I started from the beginning. The unusual seating arrangement. Celia’s obvious discomfort. Louis’ silence. T
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Chapter Sixty-Nine
The dinner continued.But nothing felt the same after Louis’ grandfather casually announced that Celia had never been part of the original guest list.No one mentioned it again.No one needed to.The statement lingered over the table like invisible smoke.Celia remained seated, maintaining perfect posture and a composed expression, but the damage had already been done. She spoke less now. Smiled less. Every contribution felt carefully measured, as though she was recalculating her place within the room.I couldn’t blame her.The hierarchy had been revealed.And everyone had noticed.Across the table, Louis had become quieter.Not withdrawn.Alert.His eyes moved constantly between speakers now.Between his father, His grandfather.Various executives and relatives.And occasionally me.I could feel his attention lingering.He had noticed something.The fact that I wasn’t reacting.Wasn’t asking questions. I wasn't defending myself.I was simply listening.Observing.Learning.My phone vibr
The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next My Baby Is Gone
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The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next Mr Alistair
ElaraThe door clicked shut behind me with more force than I intended, the sound echoing through the apartment like a gunshot. I didn’t bother putting off my shoes immediately, nor straightened the rumples of my dresses. Everything inside me was still too tight, too coiled, like a spring wound past
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The Billionaire Who Wants Me Next The Gala I
Elara“I’m in town, Miss Dubois and I thought of reaching out to you. I hope you’ve been well? Three years ago, when you chose to walk out such a promising career, I didn't think I could advise you against it. Honestly, I believed it was your choice to make and hoped you were happy with it. But the
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