All Chapters of Trillionaire After Divorce: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

“I'm sorry."Elizabeth says suddenly in the car's silence.My gaze remains outside without answering.It's not her fault; none of this is her fault. To begin with, my relationship with Matteo is built on sand; even a small wave can wash us away.But I can't bring myself to accept her apology. I don't want to.My hand strokes Mari's hair. She turns her gaze to my wrist, which is red, not from his harsh grip but from the handcuffs."Mama's hurt."She says as she places a kiss on my wrist."You've kissed it better, haven't you?"She nods and smiles widely. Luca, who is asleep in my arms, stirs a little before closing his eyes once more."Mama?""Yes, baby.""I don't want a dad anymore.""What? Do you- do you not like him? Is he scary?""No, he's funny, and his food tastes good, but...""But?""You don't seem to like him.""Oh...but-""You get silent when you are upset; you were silent today.""Are you calling Mummy noisy?"My hands move frantically to tickle her stomach, and her giggles

Victoria stares at the pills once more before tapping the edge of the box as if an idea formed in her head.“Here, your pills.”She says as she tosses them to me. I make no attempt to take them, and instead, I let them fall on the ground and slide to my end."I'll tell Matteo this, you don't mind, do you?”It's not really a question."The news is not yours to tell."I say in a voice as calm as I can muster."I'm volunteering. I mean, last time we had a deal, you played me. It's only right I get information from the source, like now, instead of relying on your word of mouth—Jesus, it's hard to communicate when you keep thrashing around.”Victoria says as she turns to Elizabeth, who is fighting the guard’s hold on her wrist, loudly.“Let go of me, you big bald elephant!”Elizabeth hisses at the man, but he doesn’t even budge.“I don’t get how you can handle three kids. Hey, can't you see the adults are talking? Shut the hell up.”As soon as Victoria finishes the words, she raises her ha

I expect Matteo's laugh. That it would be this boisterous, on the other hand, feels uncalled for."This is ridiculous."He says the words between gritted teeth."Who the fuck are you to tell me how I feel? Who are you to explain that I don't love you? Do you know how-"Matteo suddenly stops talking, sighs and lets out a loud groan."Fuck."His loud curse echoes in the night, and his breath under the freezing cold turns to misty smoke almost instantly."You are driving me crazy. How many times do you need us to be on this road? Two steps forward, eighteen steps back? I told you I loved you three years ago, three years ago and you never thought to give me a chance! I am not even surprised that you are trying to pick a fight over nothing now.”“Over nothing?”“Yes, over nothing!”He yells. I have no doubt that people in the house can hear us, but telling him to lower his voice won’t help the situation.My hands rub the bridge of my nose in frustration.Hah… it's wet; I’m crying again.Ho

The applause, the spotlight and the overly friendly host trying to showcase her abilities seem to nauseate me.“Welcome, Olivia Lawson. It's lovely to have you on our show, ‘Good Evening Devnia’.”The host, Sharon, says as she tosses her curled hair over her back.“It's nice to be here; thank you for having me.”I say quickly as I cross my legs.It is six p.m. now, and while I was meant to be on the show's last segment at seven, I insisted on filming earlier because I am hosting my housewarming event today.“There has been much controversy surrounding your failed wedding, the president, and all that. With your help, we want to get to the root of the rumours.”With a smile, I take a deep breath at her ‘to-the-point’ way of questioning and begin.“Well, Sharon, first of all, thank you for your many, many invites to the show. I am also sorry that I couldn’t squeeze more time into my schedule, but I am here now, so fire away.”“Wonderful, so the question in everyone’s mind was mentioned b

As the pseudo-host of my party, Elizabeth was in full swing. She managed everyone well, from the mini event she set up to the tour she was in the middle of when Matteo and I walked into the house, which was filled with soft music and lively chatter. She'd make a great event manager. I would have recommended her if my position at Lawson & I were not questionable and if she were not leaving Devnia in January with Daniel; she promised to be back before her due date because if she travelled, her pregnancy would be less suspicious to Christopher.She wanted to keep it because she adored Luca and Marigold."Miss Lawson."Two familiar girls walk up to me with their hands hooked and champagne in their free hands; it's Roselle and Emilia, the models Blair recommended to the company three years ago.Back then, I was uncertain about them, but three years later, their faces are on everything Lawson-related. They managed to make it possible for Blair to keep her word to me, so my arm traps them in