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Chasing the Divorced Billionaire Heiress Chapter 90
MICHEAL'S POVIt was a normal day at our family mansion. We were all sitting at the dining table for lunch.The soft clink of silverware and the low murmur of conversation surrounded me.Grandpa was seated at the head of the table as always, looking every bit the imposing patriarch he was—and a really happy one this afternoon.Grandma sat beside him with her delicate frame and gentle smile. Across the table, my parents chatted softly with themselves, ear to ear.While Gregory and Aunt Elsa barely moved, her eyes occasionally darted toward me with something that felt like calm disdain.The chandelier above cast a warm glow over our dishes. My fork played over the tender roast on my plate, but my appetite had long vanished. I wasn't that hungry anyway.It was Grandpa’s hoarse voice that broke the short silence that had persisted.He beamed with pride as his gaze landed on me, the corners of his mouth turning up in approval."My dear golden boy over here has proven himself time and tim
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ISABELLA POV It was morning, and I felt the warmth of the blanket around me. Slowly, I turned my head to the side where Michael was lying next to me, his chest rising and falling with each peaceful breath. His face relaxed in sleep. I let out a small smile as I watched him, a tenderness blossoming in my chest. The past few months had been literally a whirlwind. My illness had shaken everything—my body, my mind, and my confidence in the future. It was the first time the fear of not knowing if I would ever recover fully had haunted me, but now, here I was, alive and well. That first question had gotten answered, and being able to live again had brought a measure of relief. But then again, there was a second question, and this question had still not been answered. And it was: Who had poisoned me? And why? I let out a deep breath before turning to my side again to glance at Michael, his arm draped over the sheet, peaceful and unaware. I shifted slightly, careful
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ISABELLA'S POVI was sitting comfortably in my parents’ living room, sporting a light, oversized sweater and a pair of soft leggings—an outfit perfect for a lazy Sunday.It wasn’t actually long ago that I woke up from a refreshing nap, the remnants of sleep still clinging to me like a warm blanket. The soothing warmth of family time enveloped me, filling the room with a sense of peace that I know I will never get enough of.My father sat nearby, wearing his typical stern but loving expression.Beside him, my mother rested her hand gently on his arm, one of their little gestures of affection as old as our home itself, even older.Across from me, my brothers, Owen and Nathan, occupied the couch, occasionally exchanging knowing glances that hinted at their usual banter. Their muted but playful interactions brought a soft smile to my face; it felt rare for us all to be together like this, the air vibrating with a quiet sense of unity.After several comfortable seconds of silence, Dad cl
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ISABELLA'S POVLater that evening, as I made my way back to the front door of my apartment,. I could still feel that initial heaviness on my shoulders. I held on to my bag lazily, swinging it tiredly at my side. I had just returned from the family mansion, feeling more exhausted than I should. I reached the door and paused for a second before I grabbed the handle.As soon as the door swung open, the sight that greeted me wiped away some of the fatigue that pulled at my face.There, in the faint glow of candlelight, I saw my friend Lilian sitting relaxedly on the couch. A few wine bottles were scattered across the floor.She had literally taken me unawares; she knew I would have guessed she was inside if she had parked her car outside, and she didn’t.Perharps she chose a taxi this time because nothing was parked back there.I smiled as I remained at the entrance for a little, taking in the sight.It was a silent invitation to the “girls’ night” we had joked about earlier.It was
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THIRD POVThe anxiety in the room was so great that one could taste it.Nathan’s voice cut through the silence.“Why have you been hiding from me, Lilian? Why? What are you hiding from?”he demanded, his eyes drilling into Lilian’s own from across the room.Lilian remained standing, her posture betraying her turmoil.She looked on the brink of tears, her guilt almost vivid in the air as her gaze darted back and forth between Nathan and the floor. Each glance at Nathan's piercing stare seemed to shatter her resolve a little more.From the corner of the room, Isabella sat quietly, observing.Her expression was carefully neutral, but a subtle concern showed very much in her eyes.She remained silent, her attention moving between the two with the growing tension.Lilian still hadn’t said a word, her lips parting, but no sound came.Nathan took a step closer, his brow furrowing deeper. “It was more than just a kiss, Lilian... After that night, you changed. Now tell me... what do you know
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THIRD POVThe room fell into a deafening silence after Isabella’s question.Her wide, bewildered eyes focused on her brother Nathan for some time before they turned to face Lilian; she was still grappling with the weight of Scarlett’s decision.Her lips parted slightly, but they still could not produce; the situation was still proving too difficult for her to grasp completely.The shock left her frozen in place, her mind synchronizing the event over and over again for answers that weren’t coming.As for Lilian, she remained standing a few steps away and had her hands firmly planted on her waist. Her teary eyes misted with emotion, her breaths shallow, as if holding back a torrent of feelings too much for her tender heart. She was also watching Nathan and Isabella,.her lips trembling, and like Isabella, there were no words for her to say.Nathan, on the other hand, stared at the wall, the anger etched in his face beginning to shift. His jaw clenched tightly, then slowly they relaxed
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ISABELLA'S POVI stood in the middle of my bedroom, surrounded by discarded clothes. Dresses, skirts, blouses—they were all piled up on the bed as I rifled through my closet, frantically trying to find something, anything, that would make me look perfect for the visit. These things were always so difficult for me. Perharps, that was the downside of having boys only as siblings. My fashion sense felt too masculine even to me; I would be lying if I said I trusted it enough, and in an occasion like the one I was preparing for right now, my doubt was twice the normal.I tried on a red dress first, spinning slightly in front of the mirror. Too bold. I pulled it off quickly, my nerves starting to creep in. Next, I tried a pale blue blouse with a white skirt. It looked pretty, but still didn’t feel right either.I was restless. Michael’s family wasn’t just any family. His mother, particularly I, wanted to impress her; according to him, she was the one who was at the forefront of pushi
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ISABELLA'S POV Michael’s parents turned out to be nothing like the stiff, formal figures I had imagined. Instead, they were warm, lively, and welcoming. Michael's father, in the typical playful manner he had projected himself for the last few minutes, was the first to bring up the idea of games after lunch. “I bet none of you can beat me at charades,” he announced, puffing up his chest. His wife rolled her eyes but smiled fondly. “Oh, please, Richard. You can’t even act out a frying pan properly.” She teased, making all of us burst into laughter. As the game began, I found myself swept up in their playful banter, the tension I had felt earlier melting away. Michael’s dad's exaggerated gestures during his turn were so comically absurd that even Michael, usually so composed, doubled over with laughter. At one point, his father tried mimicking a bird, flapping his arms wildly while making awkward squawking noises. “That’s supposed to be a penguin?” I asked, trying and fail
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GENERAL POVOwen pushed the door to his apartment and entered.He shut the door softly behind him, pausing for a second, as though leaving the world outside was not quite enough.He moved with slow, deliberate steps, crossing the room with a weariness that had become second nature to him over the past few days.His face was hard to read; his brows were slightly drawn, lost in thought.When Owen reached his bedroom, he stopped at the center of the room, standing there as though uncertain of what to do next.His eyes were scanning the space, landing on nothing in particular, and for a long moment, he didn’t move.The room felt too big, too empty. It swallowed him whole.With a heavy sigh, his hand reached up to undo the buttons of his shirt, one by one, slowly. The fabric fell away from his body, and he carelessly tossed it onto the bed. He stood shirtless and then made to sit down on the edge of the bed, elbows resting on his knees, hands clasped loosely as his head hung low.For day
