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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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ISABELLA'S POV I stepped back, feeling great surprise on my facial expression. Of course, Holly was meant to believe I am Hannah. Oftentimes that aspect of the reality seemed intimidating to me. She was no more who I imagined her to be..sigh.“I am… getting through. It's fine. I'm just glad to see you.” I replied carefully, making sure that my voice was not cracking. “It has been a lot, you know?”Actually, it was much more than a lot. It was sleepless nights, endless kitchen trips, and the wedding that apparently turned out good, even though I would have absolutely loved it if she were with me.I made a mental note to confront Maxwell later.What was the whole “I fired her” charade then?Holly exhaled sadly and nodded her head. “I can only imagine. But listen, why don’t we go to the kitchen so you can tell me all the details. We haven’t had a decent chatter for ages.”I smile, the knots beneath my shoulders subsided a little. “I’d like that,” I noted, and we started walking towards
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ARTHUR POVIt was late at night the next day, and I sat on the old wooden stool in the dimly lit shed. The smell of soil and damp leaves was heavy in the air. Korra was out getting food for the both of us.I pondered on the events of the previous night, waiting for her to come so we can plan our next move. The small space was cluttered with tools and pots, and the only light came from a single bulb on the ceiling. I had been waiting for a little over 20 minutes, my muscles taut as wires, when my phone buzzed. The screen lit up with Henry’s name, sending a cold tremble down my spine.Why was this fucker calling me now?I answered on the third ring, trying to mask the tension in my voice. “What?”Henry’s voice was clipped, his tone sharp and commanding. “Arthur, you’re done. Forget about the documents.”I blinked, momentarily stunned. “What do you mean, done? We haven’t—”“I said you’re done.” Henry interrupted, his tone giving no room for starting an argument. “I’ve got someone else on
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 61
ARTHUR POVThat was all the encouragement I needed. I crashed my lips on hers again, my hands roaming her body with urgency. Korra responded in kind, her fingers swiftly unbuckling my belt as my hands slipped under her shirt, caressing the smooth, soft skin of her back.We moved together, stumbling backwards until Korra's back hit the wooden wall of the shed. I pressed against her, pinning her with my body as I kissed a trail down her neck. She gasped, her head falling back against the wall as she wrapped a leg around my waist, pulling me closer. Fuck.I kissed, sucked, licked, caressed her neck until she was holding onto me for support, and her hot gasps were the only sounds she made."Arthur," she breathed, her voice thick with need. "We don't have much time."I nodded, understanding her tone. We were exposed here, vulnerable. Anyone could walk in at any moment. But the danger only seemed to heighten my desire. I loved situations like this.With practiced ease, I lifted her legs wr
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 62
MAXWELL'S POV I wiped the sweat from my brow as I tightened my boxing gloves. The familiar scent of leather and sweat filled my nose, reminding me of every fight I’d ever had in this gym. Kieran’s place hadn’t changed much over the years…old posters of boxing legends hung on the walls, and the ring was still as worn as the first day we stepped into it. Today, it felt like stepping back in time.Kieran stood across from me, bouncing lightly on his toes. He had that familiar grin on his face, the one that said he was ready for a good fight. I knew that look well. He was always ready. Even though he acted like a pussy sometimes.“You ready for this, Max?” he called out, his eyes sharp and focused.I smirked, tapping my gloves together. “Always. Question is, are you?”He chuckled, rolling his shoulders. “You know it. Let’s see if you still got what it takes, old man.”“Old man, huh?” I shot back, stepping closer. “I’m only a year older than you.”2, but who's counting?“Yeah, but you act
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 63
ISABELLA'S POV I woke up with a start, my head heavy and eyes groggy from the nap I hadn't intended to take. The room was dimly lit, shadows stretching across the walls from the setting sun outside. I reached over to the bedside table and grabbed my phone. The time read 8:00 PM. How long had I been asleep?A faint sound reached my ears—the front door closing softly. Maxwell was finally home.I threw the covers off and swung my legs over the side of the bed. My feet touched the cold floor, sending a shiver up my spine. I stood, and heard the distant sound of footsteps in the hallway downstairs. Anger boiled inside me, a slow burn that intensified with each step I took. He had told me he fired Holly. He had lied.I headed downstairs, my heart beating fast, my hands balled into fists at my sides. The living room was dark, but I could see the faint outline of Maxwell's figure near the entrance.He was facing away from me, removing his shoes. He was in his boxing attire, the gray shirt cl
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