All Chapters of The Billionaire's Vendetta : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Amelia tried her best to appear calm and composed. She cleared her throat and began to speak. "As you can all see, Andrew is fine," she said, her voice steady. "He is recovering well, and we're optimistic about his prognosis."She scanned the faces of the shareholders, noting the various expressions of surprise, relief, and concern. James Thompson in particular, looked uncomfortable, and Amelia knew why. If Andrew was awake, it meant that he wouldn't be able to take over the company, at least not in the immediate future. He had been jockeying for position to take over the company in Andrew's absence.Amelia turned to Alexander, who was standing next to her and said quietly. "I need to go to the hospital." Alexander nodded, understanding the urgency of the situation. The two of them quickly wrapped up the meeting, and as they walked out of the conference room. Amelia could feel the weight of the moment pressing down on her.She and Alexander stepped into the elevator, and as the door

Andrew felt a pit of dread form in his stomach.Dr. Lee hesitated for a moment before responding. "It's too early to tell for sure. We'll need to do some tests and evaluations to determine the extent of the damage and what your prognosis is. But I won't sugarcoat it - the outlook might not be good."Andrew's shock turned into anger as he tried to process the news. "What do you mean by 'the nerves in my leg might be damaged'?" he demanded of Dr. Lee. "Why can't I feel my legs?!"In a sudden panic, Andrew ripped off his hospital bed cover and tried to stand up. He tried to get up from the hospital bed, but his legs wouldn't budge.Panic set in as he started to hyperventilate, frantically trying to move his legs. Amelia tried to calm him down, holding onto his arm, but he pushed her away in a fit of anger and fear. Desperate to figure out what was happening to him.Dr. Lee stepped forward, his voice calm and reassuring, as he placed his hand on Andrew's shoulder. "Please, Mr Reynolds, y

Andrew lay on the bed in the lab, staring up at the ceiling as Dr. Lee prepared to run an X-ray and MRI on him. His mind was swirling with fear and anxiety as he thought about what the results might show. He knew that the accident had caused significant damage to his spinal cord and the nerves in his leg, and the possibility of being permanently confined to a wheelchair was weighing heavily on him."We're going to start with an x-ray of your spinal cord, to see if there's any nerve damage. Then we'll move on to an MRI, to get a more detailed picture." Dr Lee said.As the machines hummed and whirred around him, Andrew tried to stay as still as possible, even though every fiber of his being was screaming to get up and run away from the situation. Dr. Lee's voice was reassuring, but even that wasn't enough to quell the rising panic in his chest.Finally, the tests were over, and Dr. Lee began to study the results. Andrew watched him intently, hoping to catch a glimpse of good news in th

"Am I the only man to see your bare body?" Andrew asked again.Amelia's heart skipped a beat. She felt a sudden jolt of surprise wondering why he asked the question again. The question caught her off guard, and she couldn't help but wonder what had prompted it. Did he suspect something? Did he know about Henry?For a moment, she hesitated before answering, "Yes, Andrew. You're the only one," she said, hoping her voice didn't betray her nervousness.But as she looked into his eyes, she saw nothing but intensity and desire. She took a deep breath.Andrew wheeled his chair closer to her, and she felt his hands on her bare skin as he squeezed her ass. She was taken aback by his sudden intimacy and didn't know how to react. "Get dressed," he said, his voice gruff.Confused by his sudden change of mood, Amelia bent down to pick up her robe and walked towards her closet. She couldn't shake the feeling that something was off, but she didn't want to push him for answers.She made her way to t

Detective Stone looked at him for a long moment, then nodded. "I understand how you feel, Mr Reynolds," he said. "But you need to be patient. We'll find the person responsible, I promise you that."With that, he turned and left the room, leaving Andrew alone once again. Andrew slumped back in his wheelchair, his frustration and anger boiling inside him. Detective Stone stepped out of Andrew's room, the weight of the investigation heavy on his shoulders.As he turned to make his way downstairs, he spotted Amelia standing outside the room. She looked worried, and Stone could sense her unease. He gave her a small nod and a polite goodbye before continuing down the hall.Amelia took a deep breath before entering Andrew's room. She could hear him moving around in his wheelchair inside, and she knew that he was in a foul mood. She hesitated for a moment, wondering if she should even bother asking about the investigation. But she knew that she had to try."Andrew?" she called out, stepping