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The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 51
ISABELLA'S POV My head pounded so hard, as if someone was beating a drum inside. I could still feel the alcohol in my system, and it took all my willpower not to throw up. I groaned, burying my face in the pillows. The light that threatened me through the cracks of the curtains we're not relentless. I sniffed the pillowcase, relishing it's softness. I froze, this didn't smell like my pillow…where is all the lavender?“Oh, God.” Realization smacked me in the face.Fragments of last night pieced themselves together in my brain, and I almost died from mortification.I had tried to seduce Maxwell.Something I could never think of even trying to do in my sober state.It didn't help that each thought sent splinters of pain through my brain. I couldn't remember the last time I was hungover. I could almost hear Maxwell’s deep voice, cutting through the haze of my half-dreams.As if on cue, the door swung open.I stilled my breath, not daring to turn around. I closed my eyes, trying to stay a
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 52
MAXWELL'S POV As soon as Hannah left the room, I turned back to my laptop, which was underneath the newspapers. I tossed them aside.Who still reads newspapers?I had tried the daunting task of going through the wedding's camera footage, but I couldn't find anyone who could match the description of “Arthur”.I sighed, groaning.As if he could see through the screen, my phone buzzed with Keiran's message.“How many rounds did you two have? Why are you still in bed?” His text read.Such an asshole.“Get a life, Keiran.” I texted back.“I got one of the best lives any hot 24 year old could ask for. What do you mean man?”I sighed.“I'll be at your house in an hour.”Arsehole.I drove through the spiralling roads that led to Kieran’s secluded estate, contemplating if I could puff a cigarette here or wait until I got to his house. He always had good cigars, and with my status, smoking anywhere was not a good idea. The evening sun cast long shadows across the dense forest that surrounded
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 53
ISABELLA'S POV I glanced at my reflection in the hallway mirror and buttoned up my coat. My fingers trembled slightly. It wasn't the alcohol that refused to leave my system, or Maxwell's constant teasing that reminded me of my misbehavior last night. There was a chill feeling deep inside of my bones that no amount of clothing could banish. I felt like it was because I was about to meet Hannah. Her visits never proved good.Why had I agreed to this again? The memory felt murky now, a blur of whispered promises and unspoken threats. The cold air hit my face, stinging my cheeks. She wrapped her coat tighter around herself and walked to her car.The drive was a short one, but it felt like an eternity. Her mind raced, replaying all the things she’d learned in the past few days. Maxwell was not the man he pretended to be—she had always known that—but his secrets ran deeper than she’d ever imagined. And Hannah… well, Hannah was another story altogether. What kind of woman asks someone to i
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 54
HANNAH'S POV I watched Isabella walk away, a not so grateful smirk plastered on my face.I took a sip of my latte, warming up my fingers. The rain outside was relentless.My determination wasn't.Hannah Smith, how did it come to this?When a woman actually feels replaced, that's how the fuck it comes to this. Who did Isabella think she was?I fought back the urge to laugh. I spent three months….three months! Trying every trick known in the book to make Maxwell come around. And she does it so effortlessly.I may have not liked him, but he has always been mine.Mine.I exhaled silently as the memories of the past week flashed through my head…..“You are one insolent, and stupid girl! Maxwell is a billionaire!” My dad yelled, sitting in my face. I sat in the middle of the sitting room, surrounded by our elders. My mom had informed my dad of my return before he had a chance to come back home himself, and he thought…’oh, my daughter disobeyed. Let's call her relatives.’I hated them all,
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HANNAH'S POV The night and morning after that, probably the most annoying. Henry sent three text messages, insisting I meet him on his terms. It was suffocating, like I had a choice, but I was not allowed to even think of the second option.Being blackmailed into doing something is probably one of the worst feelings ever.Still, I had to do it, so I dressed up that morning, and boarded a bus straight to the capital city. Mom and dad claimed to have given me time, but they barely spoke to me at home. I knew they were mad, but what could they do?Maxwell wasn't someone my dad could easily approach, and even if he could, I knew he didn't have the guts to spill anything.I sighed, tossing thoughts of my family to the back end of my mind and focusing on getting to Henry's office.**********The air was thick, as if the walls themselves were holding their breath. Or maybe it was my own perspective. I sat stiffly in the oversized leather chair, taking in the interior of the office. Mostly a
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 56
HANNAH'S POV Now, as I sat in the corner of the Cafe and watched Isabella walk away, a satisfied smile curled up on my lips.Finally, Isabella would be out of the picture. The plan had worked perfectly. As long as Isabella does her part properly, I would have Maxwell all to myself. I turned away from the window, thinking of everything that was to happen. All those months ago, I was so desperate, so naive. I begged for attention when I could literally get it anywhere and everywhere.I was a real sucker.I could practically see it, Maxwell, devastated by Isabella’s deceit and betrayal, turning to me for comfort. I would be there for him, every step of the way, until he finally realizes that I was the one who had always been meant for him.I needed to make sure Henry knew that the plan was moving forward.“Henry. It’s done. Isabella has just left here. I said over the phone.”Good.” He replied. I could almost hear the smile in his voice. “And you told her what she needed to do?”“Yes.”
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 57
HENRY'S POVI stared at the clock on my desk… tick-tick-clock. The interior of my office was dark, but not so much that I couldn't see. In the grand room, it was stuffy. I looked at the deep mahogany desk with its tidy piles of paper and had to remind myself that I was not the most powerful man in North America, at least, not yet.None of that mattered, however, tonight. Gazing out the large window, I saw the distant lights of a city flickering as memories from childhood — or so it seemed ages ago — washed over me.I could nearly hear my father's voice as it reverberated in the hallways of his mind, cruel and condescending."You're not made for this, Henry. You’re weak. Just like your mother." Those words had burned into my heart, boxing me in because this kind of hurt never really went away. When father said I was too old, too unwanted, needed no more, I was seven. A kid whose only sin was being born to a woman deemed unworthy by his father.I remembered those early days. The tiny,
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 58
ISABELLA'S POV Only when my eyes started to burn did I realize how much time I had spent staring at the wall. The house was so quiet that it gave the impression of something terrible – the silence before the storm. The thought of being inside an eye of a hurricane occurred to me, a few hours earlier, it all seemed so simple. I met with Hannah, I listened to her, and then I decided whether I cared to do anything else.And now, I was standing in this cold empty hall, everyone merely lost control. How did it happen? How I, Isabella find myself considering my own husband, well, not mine – Maxwell’s – the documents stealing game? To be honest, a little on the wild side. I was always good keeping to myself, not showing too much of myself except when needed.But this…this was a whole different thing.The way Hannah had said those words also chilled me—cold and practical. “You’re going to need those documents if you’re going to protect yourself, Isabella.” Protect myself from what? Maxwell?H
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