THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE

Chapter 53

As Carl stepped out of Kessing Headquarter, the crisp and warm air of the midday brushed against his face, his mind sharper than before after the encounter with Elira.

His finger curled into a tight fist as he recounted every word, every brutal confession she made in that room to crush him.

How could she do something so Grave like that? And she thought she'd won? She played smart, schemed a quiet marriage to make him crumble. Carl was playing love, while she was playing cruel games.

As Carl walked to the curb to wave down a taxi, surrounded by the chatters from passersby and automobiles, his phone buzzed loudly in his pocket.

He stopped on his track and pulled out his phone, a tight frown forming between his brows. It was Elira calling...She didn't save it as Elira.

She saved her name as ‘My life.’

His finger tightened on the phone, anger rising in high tides inside his chest at the mere sight of the pet name.

“What did she want now?" Carl muttered between gritted teeth.

He picked t