All Chapters of The Contracted Billionaire Heiress : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

After Mr. Dela Cruz handed me the documents, I felt an overwhelming sense of responsibility. I held the folder tightly in my hands, not daring to open it in front of him. As soon as he left me alone, I quickly made my way back to my room, my heart pounding in my chest. 'This is it', I thought. 'Another big test, another chance to either succeed or completely mess things up.'Once I was in my room, I closed the door and sat on the edge of the bed, opening the folder with shaky hands. The name on the top of the first page caught my eye immediately: 'Alberto Alfonso'. My breath hitched. 'He's the CEO of A&A Technology'—one of the biggest tech companies in the country. I'd heard of him before, of course. Who hadn't? But to actually meet him and convince him to agree to a business merger with the Dela Cruz family? That felt like a different level of pressure altogether.I flipped through the pages, scanning his background, business ventures, and most importantly, his personality trait

The past two days had been quiet. Too quiet. After securing the deal with A&A, I expected the pressure to keep coming, the demands to increase, but nothing happened. It was almost as if everyone was waiting for something. The calm felt unsettling. I found myself thinking about what might be going on behind closed doors. 'What are they not telling me?' I had been thrown into this world so fast that it felt strange when there was no new task, no drama to deal with. Mr. Dela Cruz had always had something for me to do, but now, the silence made me feel like I was missing something important. To clear my head, I decided to take a walk in the garden. The fresh air would do me good, I thought. As I walked along the stone pathway, surrounded by perfectly manicured plants and blooming flowers, I spotted Mr. Dela Cruz sitting on a bench. Next to him was the man who had recruited me into this whole mess. The one who handed me over to the Dela Cruz family and made me become "Carmen." Thro

The day before I was set to meet Miguel Rodriguez, I had spent most of the time trying to figure out how to handle him. The thought of meeting him without my mask, of pretending to be someone I wasn't, kept gnawing at me. I had to be clever, to outsmart him somehow, and I thought I might have come up with a plan that would work. As I was going over the details in my head, a knock on my door broke my concentration. One of the maids stepped in and said, "Mr. Dela Cruz requests your presence in the living room, Miss."I quickly gathered myself and made my way to the living room, curious and a bit anxious about what Mr. Dela Cruz might need from me. When I arrived, he was sitting there with a warm smile on his face, looking unusually relaxed. "Come, sit beside me," he said, gesturing to the seat next to him. I obliged, and as soon as I sat down, he turned to me with a soft look in his eyes. "Andrea," he began, his voice gentle, "I noticed you've been working very hard and… I think

After what felt like an eternity, the tension in the room hanging heavy, I finally managed to speak. My words came out, but they weren't anything I would have said under normal circumstances. It was like I was outside myself, watching this desperate version of me trying to survive."The pay is good, and it will help me and my family," I said, my voice steady but my heart racing. "I wasn't born with a silver spoon like you."I locked eyes with Miguel, forcing myself not to break under his gaze. Deep inside, I was crumbling. Everything felt like it was slipping out of my control, but I couldn't let him see that.He studied me, his expression unreadable. Then, after what seemed like forever, he finally spoke. "So, you think I've always had everything easy, huh?" His tone was cold, but there was something else beneath it—something I couldn't quite place. "What happened to your job as a journalist?"My heart skipped a beat at the mention of my past. Of course, he knew. Why wouldn't he

As I stepped out of the shower, still feeling the warm steam around me, there was a knock at the door. It was one of the maids. "Dinner is served, and the family is waiting for you at the table," she said politely. I nodded, trying to shake off the uneasy feeling that had settled over me. The last few days had been overwhelming, with everything from my meetings with Miguel to Alice's strange behavior. Once I was dressed, I made my way to the dining room. As expected, Mr. and Mrs. Dela Cruz were already seated, along with Alice. I could feel her eyes on me as I approached, but I kept my expression neutral. Whatever game she was playing, I couldn't let her know she was getting under my skin. The dinner started off with casual conversation. Mr. Dela Cruz talked about business plans, and Mrs. Dela Cruz chimed in occasionally with questions about future events. Alice, surprisingly, was quiet for most of it, only speaking up to comment on the food or nod in agreement. I played