Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Lost Billionaire's Heir : Kabanata 151 - Kabanata 160

LORENZO POV. I compose myself as I stand firm in the centre. I look at them as I see them focused on me."It's one of the toughest missions I am going to present before you so if any of you wants to leave. I will not stop you but if you stay I will not allow anyone to slack back." I tell them and look at each of their eyes.If they don't understand my situation now then that will leave me with no option but to let them go. In case if any of them think to stab me then they know what will happen to them."I am in. The word toughest is made for me." Pitt says as he gets up and throws his hand gun at me and I catch it smoothly. It's a sign in my world. Submission.You give me your gun, that means that bullets that come out of it will need my permission. "I am into it." Oreal says as she puts her gun on the table. I look at Paul and wonder if he would want to join the mission after it."I am in too because I believe this old man is right." Paul says looking at Matt and receiving a dead

LORENZO POV. I bend down on my knees and move in front of her. She covers her face with her palm only if she knew her face was imprinted on my mind. "I was fifteenth when my parents kicked me out of my house." I never thought I would be sharing this story with her but here I was doing it. "There used to be a time when my family was the most powerful businessmen of the world like the place your family holds now." I say and look at her still in the same Position. "I remember there was a business summit where all the businessmen around the world came to participate. My family was the host of the event so we were looking at everything. My mother was going to do a presentation that day and I was in charge of the laptop on which she had the presentation prepared." I say and stop remembering the day."Strange things happened that day the Laptop got displaced files crashed and so was my family. My own family accused me, they said I disgraced the family and told me to leave the place at on

LYRA POV.Today I came to know to what extent someone could hate a person. He is my father. My real father. I have been wanting to meet him, talk to him and tell him how much I have missed him but today I think I have lost that hope.I understand his anger. I understand his loss and I know I should be blamed for it but I just wanted to talk to him in a way every daughter talks to their father.Did I ask for more? I questioned myself.Lorenzo was standing outside our car and talking to an older man. I have never seen before but by his looks he looked like he lived deep inside a forest.He was talking with Lorenzo and then he pushed Lorenzo and came and sat in the driver seat. I didn't look at him because my eyes were on Lorenzo."He will be driving with us. If you feel uncomfortable then let me know?" Lorenzo tells me. Lorenzo walked and came inside the car and settled down on the backseat. It happened so fast, though I observed what was happening around me I was not in the state to

LYRA POV. I walked towards my bed for support when my entire body collapsed on the floor and I hit my head on the concrete. The pain I felt made me scream out that I heard footsteps approaching my room. I held my head so tightly thinking it would reduce my pain even though I knew nothing was going to happen. "Are you okay?" I heard their questions. My full focus was on my head so I didn't reply to them but I did nod my head. " Please don't cry." He coaxed me and it was not something people have done for me. We both were sitting on the floor, him being in front of me. "It hurts." I tell them and cry in front of them like a kid. "I will get some ice for her." Matt says and he walks out of the room leaving me and Lorenzo. "Show me where you are hurt?" Lorenzo asks softly and I look at him with tears filled in them. I remember what he warned about crying earlier. "Everywhere" I tell him and tears roll down my cheeks like rain."What did I say about crying the last time?" He asks

STEPHENO POV. He was still on the cloth he wore last. He didn't look like the age he should look and that surprised the rest of the room."It's an honour to meet you Mr. Walton." Oreal spoke for everyone in the room because the boys went all mute for some reason.The one who looked lost was Paul. His presence affected him the lot. Oreal took a step towards Mr. Walton and greeted him and then the rest followed except Paul. The hatred was what was blocking him. "I think I remember you…." Mr. Walton said when Paul wasn't moving from his place."Paul Klein." He addressed himself."Yah right, I didn't think you would be related to Rothschild." He said and his words did shock me. I wonder if that is a diss or compliment. "It's nice meeting you in person." Paul said coming out from his place. He then extended his hand and Mr. Walton took it gently and shook his hands like he was his close associate.I wanted to introduce everyone personally but he was in a rush for some reason. I cut the