All Chapters of The Billionaire's Tomboy: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

RachelThe room was quiet so Chase heard everything that transpired.He peered into my phone and he saw the message detailing our relationship."Rachel, don't worry. I will give you a satisfactory ending and answer to all this." Chase consoled."Okay." I replied.Patricia would be doomed now.I don't know why she insisted on seeking the path to her destruction."Freshen up. Let's go the the headquarters. Wear something formal." Chase said as he stood up and went to the bathroom.I came down from the bed too."Chase, I didn't bring any of my formal clothes here." I said loudly, "I think I will just borrow one of your shirts and one of your shorts. You would then follow me to my house so I can change.""Alright." Chase answered.Chase was very fast.He finished bathing and wearing his clothes quickly.I knew Chase was going to do something huge.His face was set in a stern line.It remained like that after he read the message on the group chat.He was very unhappy.I continued reading t

RachelChase's words basically confirmed my guess and I was finally free to be happy now.It felt like it was yesterday that Chase and I confirmed our relationship.Now, we were going to announce our relationship.We were going to let the world know about us.Unconsciously, a smile adorned my lips.I did not want to disturb Chase and his preparations.I just sat on the Chair and watched him.His phone rang.Chase picked the call."Sir, the meeting is about to hold. It is going to be held in Hall 2A. I have contacted reporters and the media. The necessary personnel are already present." Mr Briggs said."Okay, I will be there." Chase replied before hanging up.He looked at me, "Rachel, let's go."I nodded and I rose to my feet.We walked to Hall 2A.Chase strode in confidently and I copied his actions.There was a long table that gleamed with a bright light and black chairs surrounding the table.There was only one chair at the head of the table.The table and the chairs framing it remi

RachelThe brief holiday Chase and I took was finally over.It was time to resume work again.Today had been tedious.Chase and I was extremely busy.We didn't know the immense workload that was waiting for us after the holidayAfter working for hours, Chase and I only had a brief moment to share an encouraging kiss.Then, we threw ourselves back into our work again.I looked at the wristwatch on my wrist.I heaved a sigh of relief when I caught sight of the time.It was time for my 30 minutes lunch break.I wanted to get Chase something.My heart ached as I stared at his working figure.I don't know why he was working this hard. I don't know if it is my narrow-minded view that was influencing me.I felt like Chase was stressing himself unnecessarily.He had wealth that would last for generations.He could work but it shouldn't be a do or die matter.He didn't even look like he notices that it was time for a lunch break.He was typing something into his computer.He did not ask for fo

ChaseEver since I experienced the hellish situation abroad, I always knew the only person I could trust with my life is myself.I had to have power.Money, charisma and many more are components of power.It was one of the minor reasons I work hard.Nobody like a leader that slacks off.I can not let the wealth my family stockpiled deceive me.I had to get involved in the business personally. It was the only ways I could achieve connections and build my power base.A boss with only money but no practical knowledge is just a rich cow that would bleed dollars under his or her subordinates' schemes.My subordinates know me. I can be kind and I can be a nightmare.I don't like giving second chances too.Being ruthless had its perks.The major reason I work had would always be Rachel.A smile appeared on my lips at the thought of Rachel.She was so cute.I wasn't a machine.Working hard because of a multi-billionaire seal that was coming our way caused exhaustion.I had noticed Rachel's wo

RachelA banging headache assaulted me the moment I regained consciousness. I didn't move. I laid in the position those kidnappers put me. I was in a moving vehicle and everywhere was dark. Only a little bit of the red sun that was setting slipped into the vehicle once in a while. I felt anger when I recalled how I got here. I was just trying to do good works. I regretted it so much. I was not opposed to a person doing good works but I had to wonder. Why did I give in to this particular urge? I was hungry and weak. I had exhausted all my strength trying to escape those men. My resistance didn't get me anywhere because they outnumbered me. They came prepared. I could not wrap my head around my situation. Mark was supposed to be watching me. Why didn't I see any hints of his figure when I was in the process of being abducted. The painful thing is that, Chase didn't pick my call. I had opened my eyes but I closed them back at my sad thought. Chase used to pick my call on th