All Chapters of Billionaire's Mistress Is A Hidden Heiress: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“Give him whatever he wants!” Cynthia, who was ignorant about the business, gave in to Aries’s demand, and Isla couldn’t help but feel amused as she looked at her uncle. “Cynthia, are you crazy?” Alfred raised his voice. “He is demanding a majority stake of 51% along with decision-making authority. Do you understand the meaning?” He berated her. “Alfred, we need Aries on our side!” Cynthia argued. “At this cost? This will ruin us!” He exclaimed in disapproval and turned to Mr. Johnson. “What is your opinion? You’re the head of the financial department. Don’t you think it’s a risky collaboration?” “Aries Grayson is the leading name in the business world right now! Intelligent and extremely unpredictable. It is a risky collaboration, Mrs. Glaziers!” He glanced at Cynthia, and her smile vanished. “But this collaboration could be remarkable in history. With a whopping investment of seventy million, Mr. Grayson offers his expertise and experience, which surpasses our investment threefo

“Always speak the truth!” Little Cara listened to the wise words of her father. “No matter what, you should always choose honesty, even if it means facing the consequences.” His smile reflected on Cara’s face. “If you lie, Jesus will throw you into a difficult situation and nobody will help you!” “Not even, Daddy?” Cara asked. Her father chuckled. “Not even, Daddy!” “Ms. Cara Silencio!” Startled, she heard the judge call her name. “Are you all right, Miss Silencio? You appear pale.” Adjusting her position in the chair, Cara licked her chapped lips and grasped the microphone to speak. “I’m all right, thank you!” “So, Miss Silencio, it seems that you were the key witness to the crossfire incident that took place on March 29, 2019, at Park Street.” The judge looked at Cara. “Is that correct?” “Yes, that’s correct!” Cara said. “Would you please recall and tell us what you saw that fateful night” The prosecutor questioned and Cara nervously swallowed, stealing a sidelong glance at K

Keith dined at Cara’s café for breakfast and dinner over three days. He tried breaking the thin wall Cara created around her but failed. On the fourth night, he stood leaning against his car door. “Why is she taking so long?” He pondered over when a bike halted at the entrance. Keith frowned at the man in the black helmet and leather jacket who was waiting for someone until Cara showed up in a white crop top and high-waisted blue jeans. Her hair was up in a ponytail and she had light makeup on. “Let’s hit the club!” She sat behind the man on the bike, feeling the wind rush past her face as they sped away, and Keith made the split-second decision to follow them. At the club, Cara forgot all her worries while enjoying shots with Jasper and Lydia. “Woah!” Jasper watched Cara take another shot of vodka. “You’ve had enough!” He took her tumbler and led her to the dance floor. Cara smiled and hugged Jasper closely as they danced, unaware of Keith’s disapproving glares. “I’ll be back i

Outside the Genovese house, a black car pulled up. Janet made an appearance in a black, floor-length gown. She had her golden hair elegantly tied up in a bun and her diamond earrings were gleaming in her ears. The scarlet carpet guided her to the door, and her eyes widened as she observed the elite gathering within. A girl approached her with a tray of masks, and Janet chose a silver one. “Thanks!” Smiling, she donned the mask and joined the party. “Just finish your job and get out of this madness!” She said in her heart. “God, I hope I don’t bump into anyone from the past.” Standing under the opulent golden chandelier, she surveyed the room for Sebastian, but he was nowhere to be found. The lights slowly dimmed and as Janet turned to look for him, she came face to face with the hypnotizing black eyes. “Are you looking for me?” Sebastian stepped forward. “We need to talk!” Sebastian snaked his arms around Janet’s waist, pulling her close to him, and she felt his warm breath on h

“Why are we in the garage?” Aries’s father was puzzled. Aries gestured to Mike and he pulled off the red velvet cover, revealing a stunning vintage blue car. Ace’s face contorted with surprise, and his eyes widened. “Oh, heavens! Where did you get this from?” He touched the car and then faced Aries. “My father had wished for it. I had to fulfill it at any cost!” Aries responded, causing Ace’s eyes to well up with tears. “I apologize for interrupting. I’m intrigued as to why this car is so exceptional?” Mike couldn’t help but ask. “My father, George Grayson, was a famous car designer. In his final days, he designed this and sold it to the company. Only three cars were made for this model. White, red, blue. I found two other cars, but not this one.” Ace gazed at the car, then turned to Aries. “Aries promised to get me this car! I am so proud of you!” He held his shoulder and smiled. “Thank you very much!” “Come on, Dad! Your wish is my command. Here are the keys!” He forwarded his