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The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 99
ISABELLA'S POV The morning sun came through my curtains, lighting up my room with a soft, warm glow. I had been waiting for this day for as long as I could remember—today, my dreams might finally come true. I sat up quickly, excitement rushing through me like a jolt of energy. A smile tugged at my lips as I thought about the event ahead. My designs, my hard work, everything was about to be seen today. There was a special feeling in the air, something electric, as if the whole world was waiting with me.I jumped out of bed, eager to get ready. My outfit was already laid out—stylish but simple. Today wasn’t about me; it was about the work I’d poured my heart into. Still, I couldn’t resist admiring myself in the mirror. The woman staring back at me looked different—more confident, more alive. “You’ve got this, Isabella,” I whispered to myself. I wasn’t going to let doubt creep in, not today. And I certainly wasn't going to think about anything else.I checked my phone and smiled at a m
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 100
ISABELLA'S POV I froze, my heart hammering in my chest. Damien was here. Of all the places, of all the events, it had to be tonight. My pulse quickened with dread. Why was he looking at me with that expression, the one I remembered too well—half smirk, half intensity—like he still had something to prove? What was I supposed to do? What if Maxwell recognized him? The thought chilled me to my core. My breath hitched, and my mind started to race with the worst possible scenarios. Maxwell wasn’t the most understanding man, and the way Damien used to make me feel was still too fresh, too raw. Before I could gather my thoughts, Damien sauntered over, his smile too charming for my liking. He looked exactly the same, except perhaps more polished in his tailored suit, his dark hair styled back in that effortless way that always infuriated me. He moved with the same confidence he always had, and I could feel Maxwell’s eyes somewhere in the room. I could feel the weight of this moment pressin
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 101
MAXWELL'S POV Sitting in the back of the hall, I could barely focus on the event. My mind was occupied with other matters—business deals, upcoming meetings, the usual chaos of life. But I still made an effort to pay attention to Hannah’s designs, nodding when necessary, and giving small smiles of approval. It wasn’t hard to be impressed. She had a talent that shone through, even if I rarely complimented her on it.Then, something on the screen caught my attention.Damien.What the hell was he doing here?He stood there, perfectly composed, that irritatingly confident smile on his face. His tailored suit clung to him like it was custom-made by the gods themselves, and the way he navigated through the room screamed power. I hadn’t seen Damien in years, but that look on his face hadn’t changed one bit. He knew exactly what he was doing here, and it wasn’t by accident.I clenched my fists under the table, keeping my expression neutral. The last thing I needed was to let anyone else catch
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 102
ISABELLA'S POV I stood outside Maxwell's office, my fingers trembling over the handle. My heart pounded against my ribs, and I swore the thudding echoed down the hallway. Should I really go through with this? How did I end up here, standing at the threshold of betraying the man who trusted me—who, despite everything, had never treated me like the rest of them?I bit my lip. Shit. This isn't what I had planned. I can't believe I'm actually doing this.Two days ago, just when I had returned from New York, Hannah called. I’d barely stepped into my apartment when the phone rang, and her sharp voice pierced through the exhaustion that had settled over me like a heavy fog. “You need to get the documents now, Isabella,” she said, cutting straight to the point. There was no hesitation, no space to argue.I had sighed. “We said we’d wait. What happened?”“Henry’s losing his patience,” she replied, her tone urgent. “We thought we had time, but he’s forcing our hand. We’ve done all the legwork
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 103
ISABELLA'S POV “Oh God. This was fucking messed up. Is this why Henry wanted these documents?”I leaned back in the chair, my eyes blurring as I stared at the papers scattered across the desk. The dim light of Maxwell’s study cast long shadows on the walls, but it wasn’t the room or the late hour that chilled me. It was the weight of what I was holding—pages and pages of signatures, receipts, offshore account details, and lists of employees I had never heard of.Maxwell’s company, which I had always assumed was just a typical high-end financial firm, had skeletons in the closet. And now I was holding proof.I picked up one of the folders, my hands trembling slightly. The pages were thin but carried secrets that could bring down an empire. Maxwell had never been forthcoming about his business, always claiming it was too complicated or too boring for me to understand. I had shrugged it off, not caring much about his work. After all, we were barely more than strangers sharing the same h
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 104
MAXWELL'S POV The meeting dragged on, much longer than I had planned. I glanced around the table as the executives took turns presenting their reports. I nodded when necessary, trying to stay focused, but my mind kept wandering to other things. More important things.Isabella.I thought about her at home. Was she relaxing in the study, waiting for me? Or maybe she was working on one of her fashion projects. I imagined her looking through her sketchbooks, her eyes focused and serious. She had this way of concentrating that made me want to watch her for hours. I loved everything about her—her beauty, her sharp mind, the way she smiled when she caught me staring.“Mr. Jones?” A voice broke through my thoughts. It was Charles, one of my top executives. “We need your input on the new expansion plan.”I blinked, pulling myself back to the meeting. “Right. The expansion.” I glanced at the paper in front of me, flipping through the documents. “We’ll have to push the timeline back. We’re runn
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 105
HENRY'S POV I lit the cigarette, the lighter flicking in the silent room, filling the air with a sharp crack. The smoke curled lazily around me, carrying with it the familiar bite that burned through my throat and settled into a comforting haze. I hadn’t felt this kind of satisfaction in a long time. It wasn’t the good kind—the one that people like to talk about. It wasn’t the kind you could hold up and admire, like a job well done, or a piece of art finally finished. No, it was something else, darker, but it fit me like a second skin.Isabella had finally gotten the documents. I leaned back in the chair, exhaling smoke in a long, drawn-out breath. It wasn’t that I didn’t believe she’d come through—I always knew she would, eventually—but watching her struggle, watching her try to weasel her way out of the mess I’d put her in, had been… entertaining.In a cynical way, I supposed I was happy for her. She played her part well, didn’t she? Always pretending she could somehow outsmart me
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
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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
