All Chapters of My Billionaire Boss's Secret Heir: Chapter 11 - Chapter 17

Ethan's POVThe resignation letter landed on my desk with surprising finality. I looked down at the envelope, then up at Sophia.She stood across from me in a fitted navy dress that looked nothing like the clothes she normally wore to work. Dante's team had clearly done their job. Her hair fell in soft waves around her shoulders, and the subtle makeup highlighted features I had somehow never paid attention to before. Or perhaps I had noticed them. I had simply chosen not to."What's this?" I asked, even though I already knew."My resignation letter." Her voice remained professional. Calm. Controlled.As though resigning from a job she'd held for three years didn't matter. As though agreeing to marry her boss wasn't completely insane. I glanced at the envelope again. The resignation had always been part of the arrangement.Once our engagement became public, she couldn't continue working directly under me. The board would question it. The media would question it. Everyone would question

Sophia's POV"Hospital," I told the driver instead of giving him my apartment address.The wardrobe appointment, the makeover, the expensive beauty treatments—none of it felt real. Every time I thought about the money sitting in my account, I expected to wake up and discover it had all been a dream.The driver nodded and pulled into traffic.I spent the entire ride staring out the window. For the first time in years, I wasn't calculating bills in my head. I wasn't wondering how to pay for Mom's next treatment. I wasn't panicking over Leo's school fees. I wasn't afraid of Victor showing up at my door. The problems were still there.But for once, I had a way to solve them.The thought should have made me happy.Instead, all I could think about was Ethan Blackwell. And the contract I had signed.Two years. Two years of pretending. Two years of lies. Two years of being married to the devil. The hospital came into view. I thanked the driver and stepped out.A few minutes later, I pushed op

Sophia's POVI woke up at seven in the morning with the mysterious box still sitting beside my bed.For several seconds, I simply stared at it. It had been there all night. Silent. Unopened.Waiting.Part of me had considered ignoring it until morning. The other part had spent half the night wondering what was inside. Curiosity finally won.I pushed the blanket aside and sat up. The apartment was quiet. Too quiet. Sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting pale gold shadows across the room. I reached for the box and carefully lifted the lid. My breath caught. A dress. No. Not a dress. A gown.The fabric shimmered beneath the morning light like liquid silver. Silk. Elegant. Beautiful. Expensive. Very expensive.I carefully touched the material. It felt softer than anything I had ever owned. I didn't need a price tag to know the truth. The gown probably cost more than three months of my salary. Maybe more.I searched the box for a note. A card. Anything. Nothing. No signature. No e

Sophia's POVThe city glittered beneath us like a sky full of stars that had somehow fallen to the earth.I rested my fingertips against the cool glass window, unable to look away. Tiny streams of headlights wound through the streets below, and the buildings rose proudly into the night, each one glowing against the darkness."I've never seen the city from this height before," I admitted quietly.Ethan glanced at me before following my gaze. "You'll get used to it."I smiled without looking at him. "I don't think I ever will."The waitress returned with our menus and placed them gently on the table before pouring sparkling water into our glasses. The restaurant was unlike anywhere I had ever been. Crystal chandeliers reflected soft golden light across polished marble floors. A pianist played quietly in one corner, while elegantly dressed couples spoke in hushed voices around us. It felt less like a restaurant and more like another world.I opened the menu. Then almost closed it again.