All Chapters of SECRETLY MARRIED TO HER BILLIONAIRE BOSS: Chapter 71 - Chapter 79

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71. ~Aleksander~

The security footage arrived a few days later. I didn’t ask Security to send it to the office. I had it delivered to the mansion instead.I wanted silence. No interruptions. No opinions. Just the facts.I carried my laptop to my room, locked the door behind me, and inserted the encrypted drive.Executive Floor – Week 27.I selected the recordings from the beginning of the week, hours of footage. Most of it was useless. Employees walking in…walking out.Meetings. Coffee deliveries.Nothing extraordinary.Then…The screen stopped on a familiar date.The blackout. The day Elise had come looking for me and I had chosen to hide. My fingers froze above the keyboard.For a second, I considered skipping it.Instead…I pressed play.The footage showed me entering the corridor. A few moments later… Klaire walked toward my office and Elise.Exactly as I remembered.They searched briefly before leaving to look elsewhere. And then the blackout…the camera switched to infrared.Grainy and barely visi

72. ~Klaire~

The air in Mr. Vilmorre’s office felt suffocating. I had walked in expecting another accusation. Another reminder that he never trusted me.I wasn’t prepared for this.When the door clicked shut, he turned around slowly. His face was unreadable. He dropped a brown file onto his desk and slid it toward me.“Open it.”I frowned. “What is this?”“I said open it.” I picked it up with trembling fingers.The first page stole the breath from my lungs.KINGSTON HOLDINGS.My employment record. My appointment letter. My promotion history. Performance evaluations.Everything.My eyes widened. How…I looked up at him. “You investigated me.”“I corrected an omission.” His voice was cold “You omitted quite an important detail during your employment process.”I slowly closed the file. “I wasn’t asked.”“You weren’t honest.” I clenched my jaw. “There is a difference.”He ignored that.“I wondered why a secretary negotiated like a strategist. Why do financial reports look too easy for you? Why does Br

73. ~Elise~

I said what I said to Klaire at the office today. With no single regret made. She was a pest and the farther she kept herself from the Vilmorre's problem, the better Aleks had something to focus on. Now that I was home, my mind couldn't fathom the fact that Aleks rejected my approach every single time. No love… romance…just a boring ass man.My phone vibrated across my bedside table, several times.I stared at the unknown number for several seconds before answering.“What?” I snapped“I need more.” his deep voice resonated on the call.I rolled my eyes. “More what?”“Information." His voice trailed for a long time. "From the Vilmorres.”I scoffed. “You think I can just walk into Aleksander’s house and carry files out. Security has become tighter. They’re practically watching everyone.”“I cannot afford to get caught…"He quickly cut in. “That’s your problem.”My patience snapped. “My problem?”I stood up from the bed. “Do you even know what I’ve already risked? I got you investor pro

74. ~Aleksander~

I didn’t sleep. Not because of work or grandmother or the investors.But, because of a marriage certificate.It sounded ridiculous.Yet the thought refused to leave me alone.I stood in my study, staring at the locked drawer where I had placed the document only an hour earlier.The certificate…Had been in the same drawer where I’d once kept the confidential investor profiles before handing them to Klaire.The realization bothered me slowly..except if I was overthinking this.Then all at once. I frowned. It didn't make sense.Elise had entered my room, opened my drawer. Taken something without my permission. And never mentioned it for days until I noticed…She had admitted it so casually.Still, it didn't mean it was not stealing.And shady things like that…“I only wanted to look at it.” Had she?Or had she simply confessed because she’d been caught? I rubbed my chin.I needed to think.Think like a CEO.Not like a husband who shouldn't care about boundaries. If I were willing to a

75. ~Klaire~

Lance had been watching me for almost five minutes. Watching me stir a cup of coffee that had long gone cold. Watching me sigh every few seconds. Watching me completely disappear into my own thoughts.Finally, he reached over and stopped my hand. “Klaire.”I blinked. “Hm?”“You’ve stirred that coffee enough.”He was right. The spoon had been circling the mug without me realizing it. A small laugh escaped me.“I guess I have.”“You’ve been somewhere else all evening.”I looked away. “I can’t stop thinking about work.”“I noticed .”He smiled softly. Then he leaned back. “Can I ask you something?”I nodded.“When the investor profiles leaked…what exactly leaked?”I frowned when the thought refreshed in my head one more time. “The confidential investor list, their names, their investment values, their negotiation stages and our future proposals.”He nodded thoughtfully. “That’s serious.”“It is.”“But something doesn’t add up.”I looked at him. “What do you mean?”Lance folded his arms. “

76. ~Aleksander~

Grandmother sat upright against the pillows, a shawl draped neatly over her shoulders. Her color had returned over the past few days, though the doctors insisted she still needed plenty of rest.She looked much stronger than she had a week ago. Strong enough to interrogate me. The moment I walked in, she narrowed her eyes. "You're smiling less.""I wasn't aware I smiled much.""You don't." She folded her arms. "That's why I noticed." A reluctant smile tugged at the corner of my mouth.She always had a way of making observations that sounded like accusations. I took the chair beside her bed.She watched me carefully. “Something happened.""It did.""Business?”I nodded once. “We found the person responsible for the investor leak."Her brows lifted. “So.""They confessed?""Not exactly.""But I know who did it."She sighed in relief. “Good. You've looked miserable these past few weeks."I rested my elbows on my knees. "It was someone I never expected."Grandmother's expression softened.

77. ~Klaire~

I stood outside Mr. Vilmorre's office for almost a full minute. My hand hovered over the wooden door.Knock. Don't knock. Walk away. Come back later.I took a deep breath and knocked twice."Come in." His voice was as calm as ever.I pushed the door open.He was standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, one hand tucked into his pocket while the other held a cup of coffee. Morning sunlight poured over his shoulders, showcasing his tall figure.He didn't turn around immediately. Neither did I speak. The silence stretched. It wasn't awkward. Our silence was barely awkward. It just held so many things in the air that it shouldn’t.Eventually, he faced me."What do you want, this time?”I swallowed."I...I wanted to thank you."His brows drew together slightly. "For what?""The restaurant."His expression barely changed."You didn't have to step in.""I know.""I still wanted to thank you."He placed his coffee on the desk. “You were meeting Andrew, who is also a beneficiary of this scam.”

78. ~Klaire~

The office looked different when you knew you weren't coming back tomorrow.Or maybe...I was the one who had changed.The desk that had once been buried with reports, schedules, and endless files now sat almost empty. Only my coffee mug remained.I picked up the mug first. “Corporate Strategic Coordinator." Mr. Hale had given it to me on the day of my promotion. “You're going to need a bigger mug for all the overtime."I smiled despite myself. Then the smile disappeared as I packed the last of my belongings into a cardboard box and glanced around the secretary office one final time.Of course, other colleagues are watching. Some were feeling sorry, others had the craziest assumptions.Some didn’t believe I was given a leave. They thought I was guilty and asked to leave silently.For months, this place had become my entire life. Every morning began here. Every late night ended here. Every argument. Every victory. Every impossible deadline.Every encounter with Mr. Vilmorre.It had all

79. ~Klaire~

The cemetery was quieter than I expected. I mean… what was I expecting? I had never been here before… I just knew it was considered serene and peaceful The wind carried the scent of freshly cut grass through rows upon rows of marble headstones. Lance parked the car and turned off the engine."You okay?" he asked softly.I nodded. “think so."He reached into the back seat and picked up the bouquet we'd bought on the way.White lilies. The florist had told us they symbolized peace. I hoped they did. Because, I came here in peace. Wanting to apologize for not coming in time for her burial. And for not visiting her as often as I should. We climbed out of the car together and walked toward the entrance. An elderly attendant greeted Lance almost immediately."Mr. Albert." Lance smiled politely. “It's been a while.""It has."The old man looked at me before smiling kindly."You must be his young lady."I offered a respectful nod. "Pleasant afternoon sir”He returned the greeting before moti

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