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Hold on, Mr billionaire. Chapter 39; Brotherly reckoning
(Adrian’s POV)The tension in the air was palpable as I walked out of the foyer and into the study, my mother’s ultimatum ringing in my ears. Reconcile with Oliver? She had to be joking. The resentment between us wasn’t something you could just wipe away with a handshake and a few words. It was years of bitterness, miscommunication, and betrayal that had festered into a wound neither of us was willing to address.And yet, here I was. About to do just that.The study was dimly lit, the warm glow of the lamps casting long shadows on the walls. My father’s presence seemed to linger in every corner, his influence still a weight on my shoulders even after all these years. I ran my hand through my hair, trying to push the anger down, but it was boiling just beneath the surface.Then the door creaked open, and there he was—Oliver. My younger brother. He walked in with that same cocky confidence that had always grated on me. Dressed in a casual suit, dark grey with a black shirt, he looked eve
Last Updated : 2024-10-27Hold on, Mr billionaire. Chapter 40; You’ve got a child?!
(Third person pov)The weight of betrayal lingered in the air like a suffocating fog. Oliver stood in his apartment, staring at his phone. The unexpected message from Lucas had been gnawing at him for hours now, but he couldn’t shake the need to know what was truly going on. After all the years of bitterness and distance between him and Adrian, was this just another layer of deception? Another crack in the foundation of their relationship?Lucas had reached out to *him*—not Adrian. And that in itself was unusual.He replayed the message over in his head: “I need to explain everything. Meet me at our old spot. It’s not what you think.”It was vague, cryptic, and reeked of desperation. Oliver couldn’t help but wonder what was driving Lucas to reach out now. What had he been hiding all this time? The Lucas Oliver had known growing up had been loyal to Adrian—a confidante, his right-hand man. That was until Monica Tate had come into the picture.Oliver had never liked Monica. She was manip
Last Updated : 2024-10-27Hold on, Mr billionaire. Chapter 41; The price of secrets
Oliver waited until the hallways of the building were quiet, shadows stretching long across the floor as most of the team filtered out for the evening. He’d decided to find Adrian in his office, knowing this was a conversation that couldn’t wait any longer. After learning the truth from Lucas, Oliver felt a simmering mix of anger, urgency, and an unexpected protective instinct toward both his brother and Lucas.He found Adrian standing near his floor-to-ceiling window, looking out over the city, his usual strong stance softened by the dim light filtering in from the buildings beyond. Adrian looked like a man who carried the weight of the world, and in a way, he did.Adrian didn’t turn when Oliver entered, but his voice was steady. “You’ve been quiet lately,” he said, as if sensing Oliver’s presence. “Everything all right?”Oliver clenched his jaw, trying to figure out the best way to start. He knew that pushing Adrian too hard could backfire, but there was no easy way to explain this.
Last Updated : 2024-11-09Hold on, Mr billionaire. Chapter 42; A fragile alliance
Bella entered Adrian’s office early, the silence of the space giving her a chance to gather her thoughts. The past week had left her with questions she couldn’t shake, pieces of a puzzle that didn’t quite fit, and an odd tension she sensed every time she was around Adrian and his brother, Oliver. She’d even felt a trace of that tension in Oliver’s hesitant smile, a look that made her wonder what he wasn’t saying. As she arranged her notes on the sleek table in front of her, she looked up to see Adrian walk in. He wore a perfectly tailored charcoal suit, a shade darker than his usual choice, and his expression was as intense as ever, but there was something different—an exhaustion clinging to the edges of his otherwise steady demeanor.“Good morning,” Bella greeted, trying to hide the nerves she felt every time she saw him lately. She knew her feelings were getting tangled in a way that was dangerous, in a way that felt irreversible. “Morning.” Adrian’s voice was softer than usual, a
Last Updated : 2024-11-09Hold on, Mr billionaire. Chapter 43; Unveiling
The days that followed were a whirlwind of damage control and calculated moves on Adrian's part. The storm Monica had tried to create was quieting, yet the questions still lingered, gnawing at the edges of my mind. The text I had sent Adrian back in the thick of things weighed heavily on me, a delicate balance between trust and suspicion.One evening, after the buzz of work had faded and I found myself alone in my apartment, I finally allowed myself to review everything I’d uncovered. The image I’d found in the archives, buried beneath decades of dust and silence, had shifted everything. My father and Adrian’s father, standing together in what looked like a boardroom, their expressions serious, as though they were on the verge of something monumental. They were once business partners, possibly even friends—an alliance that, somehow, had been completely erased from our family’s history.My thoughts wandered back to Adrian’s reaction when I’d hinted at this discovery. He’d dismissed it
Last Updated : 2024-11-09Hold on, Mr billionaire. Chapter 44; Unmasked intentions
The room felt both intimate and heavy with tension. The evening's silence was broken only by the distant hum of city traffic and the soft tick of the wall clock. Adrian’s eyes, softened just moments before, were now watchful, as if bracing himself.“Adrian, I need to know something,” I began, my voice more unsteady than I’d anticipated. I let go of his hand, pulling back slightly to see him more clearly. “Did you… did you know who I was before you hired me?”He seemed taken aback, his brow furrowing slightly. “Bella, I—” His gaze shifted, the truth simmering beneath the surface.“Just tell me, please,” I pressed, feeling the weight of every encounter, every moment shared, hanging in the balance. “Did you hire me because of my father?”He exhaled, running a hand through his hair, and his hesitation told me more than any words could have. “No, not exactly,” he finally admitted. “When I first met you, I didn’t know you were *that* Martinez. But… there are protocols for hiring. We do a bac
Last Updated : 2024-11-09Hold on, Mr billionaire. Chapter 45: The truth we bury
The unexpected knock sliced through the tension between us, snapping us both out of the intimate, fragile moment we’d been sharing. Adrian’s expression shifted from vulnerability to guardedness, his brows knitting as he pulled away. “Excuse me,” he muttered, getting up and heading toward the door with an air of wariness. I watched him go, a thousand thoughts tangled in my mind, a hundred emotions lingering in the space between us.As he opened the door, the sound of a familiar voice drifted in. “Hey, I just wanted to drop off these files for tomorrow's meeting—”Lucas stood there, papers in hand, his gaze shifting from Adrian to me in a flash. A beat of silence stretched uncomfortably. I couldn’t read Lucas’s expression, but there was something in his eyes—a flicker of something I couldn’t quite place, like he was hiding a secret of his own.“Lucas,” Adrian greeted him with a forced calm. “Thanks. Leave them on the desk, I’ll look them over later.”“Of course,” Lucas replied, his gaz
Last Updated : 2024-11-09Hold on, Mr billionaire. Chapter 46: An unwelcome return
I was reviewing final edits on a presentation when my phone buzzed with a message from Grace: *"Guess who I ran into? Ethan!"* I blinked at the name. It had been years since we’d last spoken, and honestly, I’d thought he was well out of my life. But that familiar unease crept in; I remembered all too well the way things had ended, and the reminder was enough to unsettle me. Then came the knock at my door. My pulse quickened as I turned, expecting Diana or maybe even Adrian with an unexpected update. Instead, standing there in a sharply tailored suit, dark hair styled in that effortlessly arrogant way, was Ethan, smiling as if the past didn’t matter.“Bella,” he said, voice smooth as ever, like we were just picking up where we’d left off. “Ethan.” I felt my spine straighten, every professional instinct kicking in. “What are you doing here?”“I’m here on business, believe it or not,” he replied, his gaze drifting around the room before landing back on me with that same cocky glint. “L
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Hold on, Mr billionaire. Chapter 61; Fractured Loyalties
Third-Person POV* The Langston Group office hummed with an underlying tension that felt almost tangible. After the morning's whirlwind of press management and corporate maneuvering, things had calmed slightly. But the calm was deceptive—it was the eye of the storm. Bella sat in her office, staring at the blinking cursor on her laptop. The draft for the next public statement was coming along, but her thoughts were everywhere except the screen in front of her. Every time she tried to focus, fragments of her earlier conversation with Adrian crept in. _"I just wanted to protect you."_ His words had lingered in her mind, threading through every thought and emotion. She’d seen the sincerity in his eyes, the cracks in his usually impenetrable demeanor. But there were still too many unanswered questions, too much uncertainty in the air. Her phone buzzed, breaking her reverie. She glanced at the screen: **Oliver**. “Hello?” she answered. “Hey, Bella,” Oliver’s voice came through,
Hold on, Mr billionaire. Chapter 60; Pieces of puzzle
Third-Person POV* The mood in Adrian’s office shifted as Oliver laid the folder on the desk. The contents weren’t just proof—they were ammunition. “This,” Oliver said, tapping the top page, “is the original financial report from one of Monica’s shell companies. And this,” he pulled out another sheet, “is the version submitted to the press. See the difference?” Adrian leaned forward, scanning the documents. “The numbers don’t match. She inflated the figures to make it look like Langston Group made massive payoffs.” “Exactly,” Oliver replied. “Not only that, but I cross-checked the supposed emails between you and Monica. The timestamps don’t align with when those emails were sent on the server. They’ve been altered.” Diana appeared in the doorway, a mug of coffee in one hand and her tablet in the other. “Good news?” she asked, noting the faint tension easing from Adrian’s face. “Potentially,” Adrian replied, holding up the evidence. “But we’re not out of the woods yet.” Di
Hold on, Mr billionaire. Chapter 59; Corporate Sabotage
Third-Person POV* The Langston Group’s sleek glass building glinted in the early morning sunlight, a symbol of power and prestige—or at least it had been until today. Inside, the usual buzz of productivity had been replaced by chaos. Phones rang incessantly, conversations were hushed but frantic, and the atmosphere was charged with tension that no one could ignore. On every major news channel and across social media, a single headline dominated: *Langston Group Caught in Corporate Sabotage Scandal.* The story was damning, laced with alleged evidence of Adrian Langston and Monica Tate’s collusion years ago to bring down a rising competitor in the tech industry. Financial records, private emails, and a supposed whistleblower’s testimony painted a picture of ruthless tactics and unethical decisions. Adrian sat at the head of the executive conference room, his hands steepled as his piercing eyes scanned the room. Beside him, Oliver was scrolling through his tablet, his jaw tighten
Hold on, Mr billionaire. Chapter 58; The Crack
Bella’s POV* Adrian’s words hung between us, heavy and unyielding. The city buzzed faintly in the background, a distant hum compared to the thunder of my heartbeat. “I love you.” It should have felt comforting, but instead, it sent a jolt through my system—a mix of anger, confusion, and something else I wasn’t ready to name. I searched his face for a hint of insincerity, something that would validate my need to pull away, but all I found was raw honesty. “That doesn’t fix this, Adrian,” I said finally, my voice quieter now but no less firm. “I know it doesn’t,” he admitted, stepping closer. The warm scent of him—spicy cologne, faintly mingled with the cool night air—washed over me, stirring memories I wasn’t ready to confront. “But it’s the truth. And it’s all I have to offer you right now.” I took a step back, needing space to think, to breathe. His closeness felt like a magnet pulling me in when I was fighting to hold my ground. “Adrian, love isn’t enough if I can’t tr
Hold on, Mr billionaire. Chapter 57; Fractured Silence
Chapter 57: Fractured Silence *Bella’s POV* The ringing of my phone jolted me awake, cutting through the haze of restless sleep. I didn’t need to check the screen to know who it was. Adrian. Again. It had been three days since our fight, and he’d been relentless—calls, texts, even showing up outside my apartment once. I hadn’t answered, hadn’t given him a shred of acknowledgment. Every message he left only added to the whirlwind of emotions I was trying to suppress. I groaned, throwing the covers off and padding to the kitchen. The early morning light streamed through the windows, the city already humming with life. It was a stark contrast to the storm brewing inside me. My coffee maker sputtered as it brewed, the sound oddly comforting in the silence of my apartment. Silence I had purposely maintained. I needed time to think, to process what Adrian had told me. But every time I tried, my thoughts spiraled back to him—his desperate eyes, his voice cracking as he begged me
Hold on, Mr billionaire. Chapter 56; The hidden silence
Adrian’s POV* The day had started with promise. Bella and I had finally settled into a rhythm—one that felt almost... normal. A word I never thought I’d associate with my life, but somehow, with her, I could breathe easier. This morning, I’d caught her laughing with Diana in the break room. Her smile lit up the drab office like a rare ray of sunlight piercing through gray clouds. For a moment, I had stood there watching her, captivated. She had glanced my way, her laughter trailing off, and that familiar flush crept up her cheeks. “See something you like?” she’d teased, her voice light but carrying a hint of challenge. “Always,” I’d replied, unable to resist. The way her gaze softened in response had stayed with me all day, a warm ember I carried through hours of meetings and decision-making. But that ember had long since died out. Now, the air between us was charged and electric, heavy with tension. Bella stood across the room, her arms folded tightly, her expression a m
Hold on, Mr billionaire. Chapter 55; Unspoken confessions
3rd Person POV* The Langston offices were unusually quiet for a Thursday afternoon. The tension from Ethan's botched proposal had eased, but a subtle undercurrent of anticipation hummed through the halls. The team was already preparing for their next steps, and as usual, Adrian was in control, orchestrating every move like a maestro. Meanwhile, Oliver leaned against Diana’s desk in the executive wing, flipping through a folder. He had that careless charm of his, the kind that made him seem effortlessly capable, even when he wasn’t trying. “You know,” he said, his eyes flicking to Diana, “I still don’t understand how you keep this place running so smoothly. I can barely keep my inbox under control, and here you are managing Adrian, Bella, and Lucas like it’s nothing.” Diana, who had been typing furiously on her laptop, glanced up, her expression a mix of amusement and exasperation. “Unlike you, Oliver, I don’t treat my responsibilities like a joke.” “Ouch.” He pressed a hand
Hold on, Mr billionaire. Chapter 54; More than meets the eye
Adrian's POV* The next morning, I was already pacing my office when Oliver strolled in like he didn’t have a care in the world. He was holding a cup of coffee in one hand and a stack of folders in the other, his usual lopsided grin plastered across his face. “Morning, brother,” he said, his tone annoyingly chipper. “You look like you didn’t sleep.” “I didn’t,” I shot back, stopping mid-stride. “Ethan’s proposal has more red flags than a dictatorship, and I need answers.” Oliver chuckled as he sank into the chair across from my desk. “You always did take things so seriously.” “Someone has to.” I leaned forward, my hands gripping the edge of my desk. “You said you had a hunch about him. Care to elaborate?” The grin faded from Oliver’s face, replaced by something sharper, more calculating. It was a side of him most people didn’t get to see, the side that reminded me he wasn’t just the family screw-up he liked to pretend to be. “I’ve been digging into Ethan’s company,” he sa
Hold on, Mr billionaire. Chapter 53; A thin Line
Chapter 53: A Thin Line** *Adrian’s POV* The second the conference room door shut behind Ethan, I wanted to throw something. Anything. I could feel the pulse in my temples, the barely controlled rage threatening to slip its leash. He strutted out of here like he hadn’t just insulted my intelligence with that laughable presentation, like he hadn’t smirked at Bella one too many times. *Breathe, Adrian.* I ran a hand down my face, forcing the tension out of my shoulders. Losing control wasn’t an option, not here, not in front of my team. Lucas and Diana lingered behind, their quiet conversation filling the heavy silence. Bella was still seated near the far end of the table, her arms crossed, deep in thought. She’d been watching Ethan closely during the presentation, and I could tell her instincts were telling her the same thing mine were—he was lying. But then again, Bella always seemed to notice what others missed. It was one of the many things about her that both fascinated a
