All Chapters of THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE: Chapter 181
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Donald moore was pushed out of the station like a hardened criminal, cuffs jangled, biting his wrist. The entrance of the station flooded with reporters and media staff workers. Cameras flashes flickered the entrance with frantic clicks. The reporters pushed forward with microphones, throwing series of questions, each one cutting deeper like a dagger stab to Donald Moore's chest. "Is it true you killed Benjamin, your opponent's husband?" "Is he a threat to you? Did you have any business with him before that's why you ended his life?" "Did you kill him single-handedly?" Donald moore couldn't believe what was happening outside. So pitiful. The man was innocent, but everything....every evidence was pointing at him. Cornered. Final. Tears burned in his eyes. His lips quivered, not for words, but in sheer shock. Everything went south from the moment he decided to attend Serena daughter's funeral. But it looks as though he was in his own funeral procession now. The door of the wait
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Donald moore was pushed out of the station like a hardened criminal, cuffs jangled, biting his wrist. The entrance of the station flooded with reporters and media staff workers. Cameras flashes flickered the entrance with frantic clicks. The reporters pushed forward with microphones, throwing series of questions, each one cutting deeper like a dagger stab to Donald Moore's chest. "Is it true you killed Benjamin, your opponent's husband?" "Is he a threat to you? Did you have any business with him before that's why you ended his life?" "Did you kill him single-handedly?" Donald moore couldn't believe what was happening outside. So pitiful. The man was innocent, but everything....every evidence was pointing at him. Cornered. Final. Tears burned in his eyes. His lips quivered, not for words, but in sheer shock. Everything went south from the moment he decided to attend Serena daughter's funeral. But it looks as though he was in his own funeral procession now. The door of th
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"or you're asking about how I feel deep in love with you." Kane started. Isadora stood there in shock. Her heart skipping beats on beats. A wide smile spread over her face knowing exactly what was coming."I thought I had gotten to the end of the tunnel— That I would never find a woman who would love me like you do. But your affection for me surpassed my imagination. I'm not blind, Dora," He paused with a sweet smile. Isadora's face flushed crimson. "I see everything; How you have been caring for me, how you value both big and little time with you."Your presence had been a source of light in this house. In my heart. In my life. You lit my world so bright I outshine everyone. It is you, Isadora."Gently, Kane pulled out the ring from the box. At this point, tears blurred Isadora's eyes, her palm clapped over her mouth as the sheer surprise of the proposal make her heart flutter with butterflies.The tears slipped from her eyes gently when Kane asked."Will you be my wife, Isadora?"
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"or you're asking about how I feel deep in love with you." Kane started. Isadora stood there in shock. Her heart skipping beats on beats. A wide smile spread over her face knowing exactly what was coming."I thought I had gotten to the end of the tunnel— That I would never find a woman who would love me like you do. But your affection for me surpassed my imagination. I'm not blind, Dora," He paused with a sweet smile. Isadora's face flushed crimson. "I see everything; How you have been caring for me, how you value both big and little time with you."Your presence had been a source of light in this house. In my heart. In my life. You lit my world so bright I outshine everyone. It is you, Isadora."Gently, Kane pulled out the ring from the box. At this point, tears blurred Isadora's eyes, her palm clapped over her mouth as the sheer surprise of the proposal make her heart flutter with butterflies.The tears slipped from her eyes gently when Kane asked."Will you be my wife, Isadora?"
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The usual smell of dust and rust clung sharp in the air. Kael stood beside the bed, looking down at her mother who lay seemingly dead on the bed; her face was pale as a ghost, lips dried like sand, and her flesh digging into her skin, emaciated as hell.Two months!She'd been like that in the old ward. No medical care. No special attention. Only the heart beat monitor spanning her life as cancer sucked at her breath stood at the back like a threat.Tears blurred Kael's eyes, threatening to spill. He'd been through worse, but seeing his mother on the bed like this, at the brink of death hit him differently."Hundred thousand grands," The doctor's harsh word echoed, a cruel reminder of his poor reality. "Get it or prepare for your mother's funeral."The weight of the money felt like lead. Kael couldn't process where he was going to get such a huge amount of money. He's just a poor dude juggling odd jobs in the street to cater for his old woman before cancer hit her down.Kael's emotio
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“I..I li...” Frank's lips was on fire. A female reporter held a microphone to his mouth, waiting for him to speak. The lady was confused, wondering why Frank was shaking.The wide smile on her face dropped, replaced with an expression of confusion.Frank continued, his voice twisting. “I lied... I'm.. I'm not the Son of Globulex.”Gasps passed over the air.The confession stung the air like bee. Reporter charged forward, microphone held to catch the snippets.Cameras flashed like lightning.The female reporter was awestruck, her jaw sagging mid–air but the microphone in her hand was still, like a gun held against an enemy.She squinted, obviously confused. “What are you talking about, sir? Are you saying you aren't a....a son of Globulex?”Frank's breath caught. The question hit harder than Mr. Ballard's blow. It struck harder than his fantasy.He couldn't look at the camera. “Yes.” He said, his voice barely above whispers. “Speak louder!" Mr. Ballard barked at the back.This was t
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“I..I li...” Frank's lips was on fire. A female reporter held a microphone to his mouth, waiting for him to speak. The lady was confused, wondering why Frank was shaking.The wide smile on her face dropped, replaced with an expression of confusion.Frank continued, his voice twisting. “I lied... I'm.. I'm not the Son of Globulex.”Gasps passed over the air.The confession stung the air like bee. Reporter charged forward, microphone held to catch the snippets.Cameras flashed like lightning.The female reporter was awestruck, her jaw sagging mid–air but the microphone in her hand was still, like a gun held against an enemy.She squinted, obviously confused. “What are you talking about, sir? Are you saying you aren't a....a son of Globulex?”Frank's breath caught. The question hit harder than Mr. Ballard's blow. It struck harder than his fantasy.He couldn't look at the camera. “Yes.” He said, his voice barely above whispers. “Speak louder!" Mr. Ballard barked at the back.This was t
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Franks accusations stung like dagger dripping with poison.“And if I check you and you have the phone, what should I... everyone here do to you.” He pointed around, his voice dropping to a quiet thunder, firing Blake a glare.Other staffs of Globulex had clustered and the Murmuring buzzed louder.“Check him! Thief are useless confidence until their ass is exposed!" A woman with a designer purse screeched.Another man twisted his face with disgust, eyeing Blake up and down with clear disgust and under– looking gaze, judging from his appearance.“He looks like a piece of rag. Who allowed him wall inside of here. Someone like this doesn't even deserve a damn seat here!" He adjusted his clean white suit with fingers that carried a silver cartier Worth millions of dollars.Grace stood at a side, a curt smile on her lips— knowing and cruel.‘You'll be disgraced.’ She said in her mind.Blake looked at her, his face tightened with a scowl but he suddenly smiled. A small smile that would make
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Franks accusations stung like dagger dripping with poison.“And if I check you and you have the phone, what should I... everyone here do to you.” He pointed around, his voice dropping to a quiet thunder, firing Blake a glare.Other staffs of Globulex had clustered and the Murmuring buzzed louder.“Check him! Thief are useless confidence until their ass is exposed!" A woman with a designer purse screeched.Another man twisted his face with disgust, eyeing Blake up and down with clear disgust and under– looking gaze, judging from his appearance.“He looks like a piece of rag. Who allowed him wall inside of here. Someone like this doesn't even deserve a damn seat here!" He adjusted his clean white suit with fingers that carried a silver cartier Worth millions of dollars.Grace stood at a side, a curt smile on her lips— knowing and cruel.‘You'll be disgraced.’ She said in her mind.Blake looked at her, his face tightened with a scowl but he suddenly smiled. A small smile that would make
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The papers were still scattered all over the floor. Blake turned and standing right Behind him was...it was Juliana. The lady from the clothing store who had once looked down on him but he regardless paid for her suit.She held a cup of coffee, the steam curling lazily in her hand. Blake was surprised to see her. He squinted, a small frown between his brows as his brain worked to remember her name but he remembered she didn't tell him her name.The securities bowed deeply to Juliana, the respect unmistakable like she was their boss but she held up her hand is dismissal, glaring at them for the act of unprofessionalism she'd just witnessed.“And is this how you treat clients here?" She began, her voice cold and scolding.One of the securities stepped forward, glanced in Blake's direction with utter distaste. “Ms. Juliana. This man here is not a cl—”Juliana's frown deepened. “And you know a potential client by merely seeing one?” She scoffed. "I see you two are getting tired of your