All Chapters of Underrated Secret Billionaire: Chapter 61
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Chapter 61: The Offer
The courtroom was unusually tense, even more than previous days. The benches were filled to capacity; reporters, legal enthusiasts, and curious observers all lined the gallery.Jalen sat quietly in the second row with Sonia by his right and his mother, Bola Adesina, by his left. Bola, despite her usual elegance and poise, wore a firm expression. Her hands were folded, eyes locked on the front.There was no doubt the court drama had drained her. But she was here to see it through. Sonia looked from Jalen to the bench ahead, her fingers brushing his gently under the table—a silent way of saying, “I’m here.”At the front row, Spider sat upright like a soldier going into battle. His eyes were fixed on the judge’s seat, his jaw tightened.Beside him, his younger sister sat in silence, legs crossed and hands clenched. Their lawyer, Barrister Greg Mends, stood ready, flipping through a thick file of documents and video transcripts.On the opposite side, Andrew sat with an annoying ease, his
Chapter 62: The Verdict
When Greg stood to his feet and rejected the offer, his voice was calm, but the mockery in his tone couldn't be missed."Thanks for the offer, Barrister Ottoman," he said, adjusting his glasses. "But justice isn't for sale. We'll take our chances with the court."A murmur swept through the room as both parties returned to their seats.The break had lasted twenty minutes, but it felt like a lifetime to everyone present.Jalen remained seated beside his mother and Sonia, his fingers lightly drumming on his knee, not out of nervousness, but out of focus.Spider sat forward, chin on his fist, eyes fixed ahead. His sister beside him clutched her hands tightly on her lap, her breathing slow, lips moving in silent prayer.Judge Harrison re-entered the courtroom. The clerk called the court to order, and suddenly, the whole place went silent.You could practically hear a pin drop.Jalen leaned forward slightly. It was time.The judge adjusted his robe and looked straight ahead before speaking.
Chapter 63: She Didn’t Make It
Arturo paced the length of his office, hands buried deep in his pockets, head bowed in regret. The silence around him did nothing to soothe the guilt gnawing at his chest.He had watched everything from a screen, from a safe distance, too afraid to step out of the shadows he had so carefully constructed for himself.Tiana, his wife, had gone through the most traumatic day of her life; losing in court, watching her brother sentenced, and witnessing her mother collapse, all without him by her side.And why?Because he had chosen to keep their relationship a secret, hiding behind excuses and status like a coward.He sank into his chair, his head dropping into his hands. Arturo had always believed in timing and control, in pulling strings from behind the curtain.But now, watching the backlash and pain unfold, he realised some battles required presence, not strategy.Tiana needed him, not as a businessman, not as a calculated ally, but as a husband. And he wasn’t there.When Arturo arrive
Chapter 64: Tensions and Goodbyes
The morning after the devastating news, the city still seemed quiet, as though it, too, was mourning.The sun rose shyly behind thick clouds, and the air carried a heaviness that refused to lift.In the penthouse suite of Adesins Corporation, Jalen stood by the wide window, hands tucked in the pockets of his trousers, staring out at the skyline with blank eyes.Sonia sat quietly on the sofa, watching him. She could sense the weight he carried, especially after everything that had happened with the court case, the fire incident, and now Evelyn's death.He hadn't said much since they returned from the courthouse yesterday. And Sonia, knowing Jalen as deeply as she did now, understood he wasn't silent because he had nothing to say.He was silent because there was too much, and he was trying to find the strength to hold all of it together."Are you okay?" Sonia finally asked, her voice low, soft.Jalen turned slightly, looked at her with tired eyes, then nodded slowly. "I will be. I just.
Chapter 65: Life in Prison
Three years had gone by, but the wounds Andrew carried were still fresh. Not just the emotional ones, but the ones etched deep into his skin, scars that told stories of fear, pain, and survival.Prison life had reshaped him.He was no longer the flashy, arrogant man that strutted about with pride. His face, once smooth and full of pride, now bore bruises and cuts, most fresh, some faded. His lips were swollen, cracked in places.The right side of his jaw still ached from a punch he received two nights ago.It all started during his first week in prison. The cell was cramped, the air foul.He had barely dropped his mattress when trouble found him.A group of rough-looking inmates, known as the Red Vultures, made it clear that there were rules in the prison, and outsiders didn’t last long if they didn’t learn quickly.Andrew tried to stay out of their way, ignoring their taunts, their threats. But silence, in that place, was a weakness.They mocked his past life, calling him ‘celebrity
Chapter 66: The Edge of Silence
Jalen was driving home after work, the day's stress still weighing heavily on his shoulders.His fingers gripped the steering wheel firmly as his car glided down the smooth highway, the soft hum of the engine the only sound keeping him company.The sky had darkened just slightly, the sun beginning its descent behind the skyline, casting golden rays on the sides of buildings.He exhaled deeply, ready to get home, take off his shoes, and rest his head.As he approached a traffic light and slowed down, something in his rearview mirror caught his attention. A sleek black car, polished and almost too quiet, was tailing him closely.At first, he ignored it.Maybe it was just another driver heading in the same direction. But after three turns, each one different from his usual route and taken randomly to check his suspicion, the car remained behind him.Jalen's brows furrowed. He didn't want to believe it, but his instincts started to scream. Something was off.He reached for his phone to ca
Chapter 67: Back from the Dead
Jalen’s eyes fluttered open slowly. At first, all he could see was light, blinding, harsh light that pierced through the blur in his vision.Then the sharp scent of antiseptic filled his nostrils. It wasn’t a dream. He was in a hospital. The whiteness of the walls, the beeping sound beside him, the tight bandage across his head, and the dull pain that crawled across his ribs confirmed it.He blinked again, trying to sit up, but his body didn’t obey. His arms were too weak, and every movement sent tremors of pain through his chest.“Easy, Jalen. Don’t move too much, please,” a soft voice said beside him.He turned his head gently and saw Sonia seated there, her face pale, eyes red from crying, but still trying to smile.Her hand reached out to hold his gently, her fingers brushing his skin like feathers.Jalen’s voice was barely audible, dry and cracked. “What… happened?”Sonia’s eyes welled up again. She took a shaky breath before speaking. “You were in a car accident,” she said, her
Chapter 68: Unseen Hands
“There’s nothing I can do again, Mr. Arturo,” the Attorney General said, his voice plain but firm, his face betraying no emotion.This was three days after Arturo visited him and he promised to do something about Andrew's case, but Arturo never heard from him again. So, Arturo came back to still press his demand. At least, the AG owed him that favor, if not as a friend, but for past favors Arturo has granted him in the past.Arturo blinked slowly, as if trying to give himself time to digest the words he just heard. He wasn’t sure he understood. In fact, he was sure he didn’t want to. He shifted slightly in his chair, his eyes now fixed directly on the man before him. “What do you mean there’s nothing you can do?” he asked, his voice low but laced with disbelief. “You’re the Attorney General. You can reopen the case. You can push for a retrial, or even help with a special appeal.”The Attorney General exhaled heavily, like someone who had rehearsed this response many times in his h
Chapter 69: The Silent Threat
The room was so quiet that the only sound you could hear was that of the heart monitor, forming a steady rhythm like a ticking clock. Jalen was deep asleep on the hospital bed, a thin blanket covering his body up to his chest. The light from the corridor outside pushed through the small window on the door, casting a dim, rectangular glow across the foot of the bed. The time was just past midnight, and all was still in the hospital wing.Then, without a sound, the door creaked slightly. It didn’t open fully, just enough for two shadows to slip in. Dressed in all black, their faces masked, the two men moved swiftly and silently like they had done this before. One closed the door gently behind them, while the other took slow steps toward Jalen’s bedside. In his gloved hand, he held a syringe filled with a clear liquid.Jalen stirred slightly. He was still asleep, but his body shifted faintly under the covers as if he could feel something. Like a bad dream he couldn’t shake off. The
Chapter 70: The End of Pretence
Tiana threw her head back and burst into laughter, the kind that bubbled up from the depth of her chest and echoed lightly around the softly lit, exclusive bar. It wasn’t just any kind of laugh, this one was real. Genuine. Free. Her eyes sparkled as she wiped the corner of her eyes, still trying to control the giggles that refused to let go of her. Seated across from her, in a crisp navy blue shirt that fit perfectly over his athletic frame, was a man with a boyish grin and a mischievous sparkle in his eyes.His name was Nathaniel. Nathaniel Adkins.“So wait, you actually told the investor that if his cologne enters a boardroom before he does, he might as well let the perfume do the pitch?” Tiana asked between chuckles, almost spilling her wine.“Exactly! I told him straight. I mean, if your scent arrives five minutes before you, that’s a red flag,” Nathaniel replied, shaking his head as he laughed too. “The man didn’t know whether to be offended or ask for brand recommendations.”