All Chapters of HIRED BY MY EX'S BILLIONAIRE UNCLE: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

RUE   "What happened?" I asked urgently as I rushed to where Tysha was, my heart pounding with concern.   I had been in the middle of a board meeting when her shaky voice came through the phone, sending a jolt of alarm through me. Without hesitation, I halted the meeting and made a beeline for her location.   I instructed my bodyguard to head there immediately to assess the situation. As I hurried towards Tysha, he relayed the troubling news: she had been accused of stealing a necklace from a jewelry store.  My blood boiled as soon as I heard the news. How could they accuse Tysha of something like that?   My heart raced with anger and worry as I rushed to her side. The thought of her being accused of stealing a necklace made me furious.   "Rue!" Ysabell's voice cut through the tension as I entered the mall security office, but I ignored her and immed

TYSHA   As I watched Rue's eyes wander around my room, I couldn't help but feel a flutter of nervousness when they landed on the framed picture of us with Jeff, along with the stuffed toy he had given me. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but his casual comment put me at ease.   "You framed it, huh?" he remarked, a hint of amusement in his voice. "I've got mine in my wallet."   His proud display of our picture in his wallet made my heart swell with warmth. Despite the messiness of my room, his presence and our shared memories brought a sense of comfort.   I couldn't resist teasing him about the stuffed toy I gave him. "How about the stuffed toy that I gave you?" I asked playfully.   Rue's mischievous smile made my heart skip a beat. "Beside my bed? It's your substitute whenever I want to sleep beside you and you're not in my room," he replied

TYSHA   I was over the moon when Charles handed me that delightful blueberry cheesecake. As he walked away, my taste buds were already dancing in anticipation.    Just as I was about to step into the shop to enjoy my treat, I heard someone call out, "Is that Charles Williams?"    Turning around, I saw Bryse, and instantly, my mood shifted.    Not again. Why does he always show up when I'm trying to enjoy myself?    "What are you doing here, Bryse?" I asked, ignoring his nosy question and trying to keep my tone neutral.    To my surprise, he wasn't alone. Standing beside him, their arms intertwined, was a stunning lady.    Well, isn't this a new development?   I didn’t feel any bitterness though. I already moved on from him. I just pitied the woman he was

TYSHA   Ysabell: Hey, Tysha! It’s me again. What do you think about the idea Rue and I were discussing last night?   That was the first thing I read on my phone screen as soon as I woke up in Rue’s bed. I had spent the night in Rue’s penthouse due to exhaustion from our activities the day before. When I woke up, he was already up, probably making breakfast.   Seeing Ysabell’s message first thing in the morning was not a good way to start my day. What did she mean by the idea she and Rue were talking about last night? Rue and I were preoccupied with each other all night. Does she mean they texted each other right after I fell asleep?    I rose from the bed and searched for Rue in his penthouse. When I heard someone cooking in the kitchen, I headed there, only to find him topless while preparing something. His sexy back looked incredibly appealing. If onl

TYSHA   As soon as I left the coffee shop, I hailed a taxi to take me away from there.   I couldn't bear the attention any longer; it was starting to weigh heavily on me. And the fact that even Rue had raised his voice at me... It was offensive! In moments like that, he should have sided with me, no matter what! But he didn't... and it hurt. It fucking hurt more than the cruel words Ysabell had thrown at me.   Feeling certain that Rue would come looking for me, I avoided going home immediately. I switched off my phone to prevent him from tracking my location. Instead, I spent hours at an empty park, where I let myself cry until there were no tears left.   For the nth time, Ysabell had succeeded in reducing me to tears. She didn't deserve my tears, but fuck! I couldn't control my emotions lately. And the incident at the coffee shop had shattered my heart into pieces.