All Chapters of The Billionaire's Mistake: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Clinton stared at the empty room in the mansion. Johannes’s parents are staying there for a while. They are still hesitating to hold a funeral as they don’t even have Johannes’s body to mourn. “Clinton,” Johannes’s father called him. Clinton glanced at him; he had been a father figure for him since his father died when he was a teenager. Joaquin Alejandro the timid and shy child of the powerful chairman. He refused to accept any inheritance from his father and started his own business for arts and culture. Their mother supported him, which is one of the factors why he had succeeded in the field. Joaquin wanted to live a simple life, but his sons were geniuses in the field of business. Johannes even got the approval of their strict father. “I could still not believe that he’s gone,” Joaquin sat on his son’s bed. He does not even remember the last time he visited this mansion. He and Beatrice had been busy going around places since their retirement, and Johannes and Brian were both bu

Cohen watched them as Nathalie broke down while in Samantha’s arms. His eyes were fixed on the woman who he treated rudely all the time. Caleb came from behind him, “Are they Nathalie’s family?” “I don’t know. Tsk, we should go. We should not meddle in their affairs—” “But Nathalie told me that all of her family had gone first. She was looking for Johannes, the man who she got left now,” Cohen turned to Nathalie again and remembered how she desperately called the man’s name last night. ‘Just who is Johannes for you to look that miserable?’ Cohen clicked his tongue and pulled Nathalie from them. Clinton furrowed his brows and grabbed Cohen’s arm. “Careful who you pull casually, man,” his voice was calm, but Cohen understood his intentions. Cohen pulled his arm from him and dragged Nathalie by his side. The woman simply watched him, utterly confused as to why a man who did not want his nose stuck in another’s business was butting into their affair. Cohen cleared his throat and looke

“What did you say?” Clinton took the folder from him. He read everything in it but did not notice what Brian mentioned. He cursed under his breath when he confirmed it. “Then, is Nathalie even in good hands?” Clinton slumped to the bench and crumpled the paper. “I pinned a bodyguard to keep an eye on her. He texted me just now, Nathalie is in the festival night market with Cohen,” “Let’s go,” Brian took his coat and car keys. The night market is about twenty minutes away from the villa they are staying at. They could not bring many cars since the island is quite far from the city. Clinton had to go there with Brian. “How could Nathalie end up with the son of a criminal?” Brian scoffed. “Let’s just hope Cohen is different than his father,” “Nathalie seems fond of him and the kiddo back there,” Clinton mentioned. He recalled how Nathalie treated the family of strangers. He could not help but feel somewhat uncomfortable at the thought of Nathalie with a different man than Johannes. “

Caleb knocked at Cohen’s door. He opened it when no one answered. He looked around the room and saw Cohen immersed in reading books. Caleb watched him for a while until the man noticed him as well. Caleb smiled at him and sat on the couch? “Can’t sleep?” Cohen removed the files and books from the table and took his coffee to take a sip, “Been a long and tiring day,” Caleb stared at the slight curve on his brother’s face. He only sees Cohen genuinely smile when he is studying for law. Caleb glanced at the books and then took the coffee from him, “How would you sleep if you contained so much caffeine? Tsk,” he drank it instead, earning a glare from his brother. Caleb grinned and leaned with satisfaction. “So...” Caleb smirked, “Care to tell what happened earlier? It seems you have gotten closer to Nathalie,” Cohen and Nathalie came later than he expected. They were even talking when they arrived, which was unusual for Cohen. Caleb knew that the man only took Nathalie to the festival

Nathalie was shaking. She slowly stood up as Cohen held her arm to stop her from staggering. "Johannes," Nathalie called his name again, but the man was not even looking at her. He was gazing at Yael and the kid she was carrying. The man smiled and then kissed the forehead of the kid. Nathalie watched them. "Are you sure it's him?" Cohen whispered, pulling Nathalie with a little force. He was hesitant to let her go in the situation since it looked like the man did not recognize Nathalie. Cohen looked at the man, and his amber-colored eyes were gazing at him as well. He was taken aback by how sharp his look was. "I can't be wrong, Cohen," Nathalie whispered back and wiped the tears that escaped her eyes. She then removed Cohen's hands from her arm and walked to the man she called Johannes. the man she called Johannes. Yael looked at her with confusion, then at Ken. "Do you know her?" "I do," Nathalie's eyes thumped when she heard his voice again. She smiled as her heart fluttered th