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The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 35
MAXWELL'S POV I stared at the man sitting in front of me. Long brown hair, bright brown eyes, and a tremendous amount of facial hair. He was clad in a neatly tailored suit set, one size too big, and a pair of nice loafers. He had been avoiding my gaze since he stepped into the office, trying to make sense of his environment.For someone who had spent $300 million on real estate, this was not how I pictured “Greg” to be. If that was even his real name. I got tired of the singular staring contest, and took out files of his transaction on my desk. I shoved them in front of him.“Mr Greg, am I right? You have been one very interesting client.” I gave him a cold glare, smirking in satisfaction as he flinched.“So tell me, what brings you to my office? So important that you had to cause a scene?” My words were like a double edged sword, waiting for the right time to strike. He had caused one hell of a scene, shouting frantically and trying so hard to get into the building like I was with h
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 36
ISABELLA'S POV Someone pinch me and tell me I'm dreaming. I couldn't move.I couldn't see.I could breathe, but it was hard.All I could remember were the last moments before I woke up in this unknown place.A tall man dressed in all black snatched me into the alley, despite all my struggles. I learned a bit of karate when I was a kid, and those skills helped me throughout my life.Apparently, not now.I was tossed into the back of a truck, yelling and screaming frantically. It seemed no one cared.Actually, they didn't.When we drove for over 10 miles, I realized what was happening. I was being kidnapped. I thought of my mom, my dreams, Holly, Maxwell. I thought of my life as I knew it. “Who are you!? And what do you want with me?” I yelled from the partition that separated the back of the truck and the driver's seat. The man who abducted me only smirked. “You'll find out soon, princess.” This was absolutely ridiculous.I tried reaching for my phone, and that was when I realized
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ISABELLA'S POV The sentence was subtle, yet piercing. “You need to get to a hospital.” I muttered, trying to stay calm. I was already having a panic attack. My palms were jittery as hell, and I could feel my heart rate moving erratically.“So do you.” He glanced over at me, and held my chin with his free hand. I realized I had been biting my lip the whole time, and it was starting to bleed. “Where did you go?” He asked, the sentence low and aggressive. “Why didn't you let David drive you? You realize if you were with him, this wouldn't have happened.”Another wave of guilt gnawed at me. He was right, but I just couldn't risk it. So, I told him what my conscience told me.“I wanted to go swimming. Alone.” I said quietly watching his reaction. His brows rose up slightly, and he turned to look at me. He paused for a moment, and my heart pulsed with trepidation.“And so? He could've stood guard outside the facility or whatever. It's fine.” He exhaled, “Don't ever leave the house alone a
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 38
MAXWELL'S POV The last time I had to prepare actual food was around five years ago. I hadn't entered a kitchen ever since Holly became my cook.It was a crooked method of living, but when you have someone to do it, why do it yourself? I had fired Holly out of anger and annoyance that she couldn't at least keep Hannah in check.It wasn't the first time.The other time, I always ate outside. My kitchen remained untouched until my anger over her flip up had subsided, and after persuasions from my mom. Cooking just wasn't my thing.I can't believe I'm doing this.My head burned from the image of Hannah sitting in that chair, all tied up. The horrified look on her face when she saw me. The marks on her face and arms. I hated to think they touched her. I didn't care about the slightly larger than normal gash on my arm, nor how much blood I had lost. When I saw her like that, my heart burned. Like it was acid was permeating my veins, making it impossible to function.I'd find those idiots.
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 39
ISABELLA'S POV Maxwell stared at me, as if I had committed a dangerous offense. The room suddenly got colder, and all I wanted to do was run as far away from here as possible.“Fine then. You can sleep in your room.” His voice came out cold and detached. He turned towards the half eaten platter of food, running his hands through the bag. I never saw Maxwell eat fast food, so seeing him eat it now was just…odd.“Unless you wanna sleep in, shut my damn door.” He growled, not taking his eyes off the table. I stuttered slightly, caught myself, and palmed my face.I ran out of his room, with my heart pounding erratically in my chest.That was…anticlimactic. I sighed in relief, and began the slow walk towards my room. I'll try to use photographic memory so I don't get lost again.“Ah ha! Got it.” I exclaimed in relief when I found my room.I ran in, leaning against the door and sinking to my knees. The familiar solitude was welcoming, and I couldn't have asked for anything more. Maxwell ca
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 40
ARTHURInsane? It wasn't an uncommon word in my dictionary. I had been characterized with that concept since I was 12, when my classmates couldn't handle the fact that I believed in extreme torture as a form of punishment. It was part of me. Something I wouldn't change in a very, very long time.But for once in my life, I didn't feel like killing anyone.Korra, the hot gardener who apparently had an even darker agenda against Maxwell than I initially thought, made me rethink most of my life's decisions. I hated people. I loathed the thought of being around them. They were like viruses, slowly creeping into your life and upsetting the balance.The more reason I worked alone.But now….“Maxwell's schedule is pretty predictable. Every morning he leaves the house for work, and returns typically around 7pm.” Korra said, crossing her legs and dragging a cigarette. She knew her stuff. I glanced at the open paper she displayed in the middle of the shed.“And his wife?”So far, she was the o
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 41
MAXWELL'S POV Maybe, just maybe, I was too arrogant for my own good.I hated inferiority, no matter how it was portrayed. I mean, why must one person feel smaller than the other when both of you are human?The idea was absurd, and infuriated me to the point that I often acted out of context.“Sir…I..it wasn't intentional at all. He..he threatened me.” I stared at the half beaten man kneeling in the middle of my office. Gerome, one of my managers, apparently left a loophole in one of his attempts at mutiny. A few important files of the company went missing several weeks ago, but after a thorough search, they were found in one of the janitor's lockers. Turns out, they were stolen and photocopied by Gerome, and handed over to someone who he had refused to name for the last thirty minutes.He severely threatened his assistant, with warnings of returning him to his past life on the streets if he spoke a word about their escapade.The guy couldn't handle the blackmail anymore and reported
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 42
ISABELLA'S POV I didn't know how to play dress up. Never have, and probably never will.I was good at drafting dresses, skirts, shirts, basically anything wearable.I just didn't know how to wear them. Fashion was my passion, but I was good at styling others. Myself was a different ball game. I stared at the endless horde of dresses on my bed. I had taken each and every one out of my closet, hoping that I'd find the perfect one.It'd been two hours and still nothing. I couldn’t even find the red dress I bought specifically for this occasion. Talk about a good way to start a Saturday morning. Holly is so gonna kill me, wherever she is. Something told me I was gonna see her again. Maybe I could convince Maxwell to bring her back.Just maybe.My thoughts strayed to what happened this morning, and my cheeks flushed crimson immediately. Maxwell had refused to let me go, no matter how tiny my protests were. I was genuinely on the brink of losing my mind with where his hands were, when he g
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The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Epilogue
Epilogue The sun streamed through the curtains, casting a warm, golden glow across the room. I stood at the window, staring out at the city skyline. It had been weeks since the chaos with Hannah, but the memories still lingered, fresh as if they had just happened yesterday.Maxwell was still recovering from the shock of that night. He had been discharged from the hospital after a couple of days, but the emotional wounds cut deeper than the physical ones. We had been through so much, and now, as I turned and glanced at him resting on the couch, my heart ached for him—for us."Isabella," his voice broke through my thoughts.I walked over to him, sitting down on the edge of the couch. "Yes?"He gave me a soft smile, but I could see the concern in his eyes. "You’ve been quiet all morning. What’s on your mind?"I hesitated, unsure of how to say what I needed to. We had been through so much already, and I didn't know how this news would affect him, especially after everything with Hannah.
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HANNAH'S POV The sound of sirens filled the air, a cacophony of chaos that made my heart race. This was not how I envisioned this day going. I had finally outsmarted Isabella, and yet here I was, standing frozen in shock after pulling the trigger.“Maxwell, wake up!” Isabella’s frantic voice cut through my thoughts, and a wave of confusion crashed over me. I had shot him—this wasn’t supposed to happen. The plan was simple: frame Isabella, make Maxwell see her for the manipulative liar she was, and then take what was rightfully mine.But now, as I watched him on the floor, the realization struck me. I had just thrown my life away. Panic surged in me. What if he didn’t wake up? What if it was all over before it even began?“Why did you do this, Hannah?” I whispered to myself, my mind racing. I had been so consumed with jealousy and greed that I hadn’t thought of the consequences.And now, I was facing them head-on.As the sirens grew louder, I took a step back, still holding the gun as
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ISABELLA'S POV Is this what heartbreak felt like?The familiar ache in my chest twisted tighter with every step I took toward the living room. It had been two months already, but I couldn't just sit and watch Maxwell succumb to the slow poison that was Hannah. She had told me about her plan long ago, and I played it off as a bluff. But it was obvious now that she wasn't bluffing.I could sense Hannah’s smug satisfaction radiating through the air, a feeling that churned my stomach. Now that I was finally confronting her, everything felt surreal.When I entered the room, I found Hannah lounging on the couch, a casual smile plastered across her face, as if she hadn’t just orchestrated a web of deceit that ensnared all of us. “Oh, look who decided to join us,” she said, feigning surprise. “Isn’t this cozy?”“Cut the act, Hannah. I know what you’re planning,” I said, my voice steady, even as my heart raced. I didn’t want to give her the satisfaction of seeing me falter.Her smile widened,
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 111
MAXWELL'S POV This was the difference between both women.Hannah was desperate, pathetic, and greedy, while Isabella—the name stung on my tongue—was the exact opposite.She was pure, kind-hearted, and fiery when needed. It was why I even loved her. How could she do this to me?The documents sat heavily in my lap, their contents a damning reminder of my father's corrupt dealings, the shady business transactions that could shatter the Jones Empire if anyone else got their hands on them. I could already envision the headlines: Jones Enterprise Falls from Grace. My reputation in the business world would be in tatters. I wouldn’t be ruined, per se, but it would be a blow I couldn’t afford.I sat with my arms crossed and my brows creased in thought. Something didn't feel right. My mind drifted back to the conversation I had with Hannah a few days earlier.“I can’t believe you let Isabella pretend to be you for so long,” I had said, disbelief painting my tone as Hannah laid out the truth. T
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 110
HANNAH'S POVIsabella was gone.Finally.I kept my face calm, neutral, as I watched her stumble out of the room, tears staining her cheeks, leaving Maxwell and me alone. But inside, I was gloating. She’d played her part beautifully, walked right into the trap I’d set. I almost wanted to thank her for making this so easy. Now, she was out of Maxwell’s life for good.For months, I had been watching, waiting for my chance to step back in, and now it had finally come. Maxwell had been so blind, so naive, thinking that someone like Isabella could ever be enough for him. Pretending to be me. How pathetic. She was a placeholder, nothing more. And now that her little charade was over, it was time for me to reclaim what was mine.I stood up slowly, glancing at Maxwell, who was still sitting, staring at the door where Isabella had disappeared. His face was expressionless, a mask of cold indifference. But I knew him better than that. He was hurting, shattered, betrayed. Good. Let him feel the pa
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 109
MAXWELL'S POV How was this happening?I sat there, watching her stumble through the door, her eyes widening with shock the second they landed on me. She froze, just like I knew she would. The sight of her standing there, guilt written all over her face, was a knife twisting in my chest. The woman I’d spent the last eight months with, the woman I thought I knew, had been lying to me all along. It was all a game—a lie.I shifted slightly in my chair, my gaze never leaving her. I wasn’t going to make this easy for her. She had played me for months, and now it was time for her to face the truth. Hannah sat beside me, her expression cold, detached—completely opposite from the woman who had come to me days ago and shattered my world.Hannah had told me everything.I remember the way my stomach had dropped when she first showed up, the way my heart had raced as she told me who Isabella really was. At first, I couldn’t believe it. There was no way. Isabella had been in my life for eight mont
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 108
ISABELLA'S POV No no no no no.How was this happening?The world spun around me, and my breath caught in my throat as I stood frozen at the entrance. Maxwell sat there, his back straight, his face perfectly blank, but the tension that rippled off him was suffocating. He didn't have to say anything for me to know—he was disappointed. Shattered.How could he not be? He knew everything.My eyes flicked to Hannah. She sat smug, her lips curling into a triumphant, wicked smile. She told him. She told him everything. My heart dropped, like a stone plunging into icy waters. I had been cornered, trapped. But why? Why had she ruined the deal? My mother’s freedom was on the line—why would she do this?I felt sick. The weight of Maxwell’s disappointment pressed against my chest like a vice, squeezing the air from my lungs. He must think I was a monster. A liar. A conniving, backstabbing traitor who had betrayed him, using his love to get what I wanted.“Maxwell...” I whispered, barely able t
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 107
ISABELLA'S POV The next morning, I woke up with a weight pressing down on my chest, heavier than the one I'd felt last night. I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my own reflection as if I could find the answers hidden in the lines of my face. My mind was made up. I'd give Henry the documents. That way, my mother would finally be released from the bind Henry had on her. And then, afterward, I would tell Maxwell everything.Sounds good, right? I tried to convince myself as I brushed my hair, but the words echoed emptily inside my head. There was no good in any of this. Maxwell would find out, no matter what I did, and it would destroy him.I shook my head, forcing myself to focus. I couldn't afford to break down now. Not when I was so close to making sure my mom would be safe. After she was free, I could deal with the fallout. I could deal with Maxwell.I inhaled deeply, trying to steel myself for what lay ahead. A part of me was tempted to call him right now, to end it all be
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 106
ISABELLA.I leaned back against the chair, closing my eyes for a moment, trying to breathe through the pressure building in my chest. Each choice felt like a trap, pulling me deeper into a web of lies and manipulation that had no clear way out. I hated Henry for putting me in this position. I hated Maxwell for being so oblivious to what was happening around him. But most of all, I hated myself for letting it get this far. For not stopping it sooner.A part of me wondered if this was how it would always be—caught between two impossible choices, unable to do what was right because of the fear of losing everything. Maybe this was my punishment. Maybe this was what I deserved for being so blind for so long.I opened my eyes, staring at the phone again. If I called Maxwell now, it would all be over. The lies, the pretending. I could tell him everything, and he would take control. He was good at that—fixing things, handling problems. But what if I was the problem this time? What if my betra
