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Bella’s Perspective
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Melissa GeniusOh my, you guysss it’s been ages, I’ve been battling with sch and my health, but heyyy I’m back👏🏽 So enjoyyyyy🥳🥳
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#### Bella’s PerspectiveThe weight of Diana's words lingered in my mind as I made my way to the archives. Langston Tech's archive room was a labyrinth of old files and documents, a place where history was both preserved and forgotten. I had always found solace in the quiet, dusty corners of libraries and archives, and today, I hoped to uncover something that would shed light on Adrian’s business dealings.As I stepped into the room, I was surprised to find Oliver already there, sifting through a stack of old files. He looked up and gave me a warm smile.“Hey, Bella. What brings you to the archives?” he asked, his tone light and welcoming.“I’m looking for information on past business deals,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. “I need to understand more about Langston Tech’s history.”Oliver’s eyes sparkled with curiosity. “I can help with that. What specifically are you looking for?”I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how much to reveal. “I’m trying to learn more about the ea
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Adrian’s PerspectiveThe tension in the air was thick as I walked through the glass-paneled halls of Langston Tech. My mind buzzed with everything that had unfolded recently — the connection between our fathers that Bella uncovered, Oliver's return, and the ever-looming presence of Monica Tate. But despite the storm swirling around me, I had to maintain control. My employees, my team — they all looked to me as the figurehead, the one who kept everything running smoothly.Langston Tech had always been an empire, but lately, cracks were starting to form beneath its sleek, pristine surface.My office loomed ahead like a sanctuary — my refuge. The floor-to-ceiling windows allowed a breathtaking view of the city, the sun reflecting off the skyscrapers in the distance. The world outside seemed calm, unaware of the chaos simmering just below the surface of this building.As I entered my office, Lucas was already there, waiting by my desk with his usual cool professionalism. His suit was shar
Hold on, Mr billionaire. Chapter 26; Grace’s ambition
Bella’s PerspectiveThe sunlight filtered through my apartment window as I sat at the small kitchen table, scrolling through emails and project files. The day had been long, filled with more questions than answers, but I couldn’t afford to slow down. Adrian was relying on me, and despite everything I had learned about his past, I found myself still wanting to prove that I could handle the pressure. Maybe it was my own need to rise to the challenge — or maybe it was something else.A buzz came from my phone, jolting me from my thoughts. It was Grace. I smiled softly, seeing her name pop up. My little sister. The last person I needed to talk to about corporate sabotage or business politics, but somehow, she always had a way of grounding me, bringing me back to the reality of our family — of simpler things.“Hey,” I answered, putting the phone on speaker as I leaned back in my chair.“Bella!” Grace’s voice was bright, but there was an edge of excitement in her tone that I hadn’t heard in
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Bella’s PerspectiveThe soft chime of my phone brought me out of my thoughts as I stared at my screen. Grace had been texting me all morning, ever since she dropped the bombshell about her meeting with Monica Tate. I hadn’t heard from her since last night, but now she was suddenly talking about her ambitions as if the whole thing with Monica hadn’t happened. **Grace**: “I’m serious, Bella. I really think I can make something of myself in the tech industry.”My fingers hovered over the keys, unsure how to respond. I wanted to be supportive, but the idea of my little sister getting mixed up in this world — especially with Monica — made me uneasy. Grace had always been ambitious, but this sudden interest in tech, and her connection to Monica, was making everything far more complicated.I finally typed a response.**Me**: “Grace, tech is no joke. It’s cutthroat. You need to be careful who you trust.”Her reply came instantly.**Grace**: “I know that. That’s why I need your help.”I sighe
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Hold on, Mr billionaire. Chapter 29; Lines blurred
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I leaned back in my office chair, staring at the photograph I’d found in the archives with Oliver the other day. The edges were worn, and the black-and-white image was faded with time, but there was no mistaking it — my father and Adrian’s father standing side by side. I had stared at it for hours, trying to make sense of it all. Why hadn’t my father ever mentioned this connection? Why had he kept something like this hidden from me? The questions gnawed at me, making it impossible to focus on anything else. My fingers traced the outline of my father’s face in the photograph. His expression was serious, almost grim, and I wondered what had been going through his mind when the picture was taken.“Dad, what were you hiding?” I whispered to the empty room.A knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts. I quickly slid the photograph into my drawer, composing myself before calling out. “Come in.”The door opened, and Adrian stepped inside, looking every bit as commanding as ever. He wore
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Hold on, Mr billionaire. Chapter 44; Unmasked intentions
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Hold on, Mr billionaire. Chapter 42; A fragile alliance
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Hold on, Mr billionaire. Chapter 41; The price of secrets
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