All Chapters of REJECTED BILLIONAIRE'S HEIRESS: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

JOE'S POV:The atmosphere was thick with tension as Brenda and Paul's animosity permeated the air like a pervasive, palpable force. The crackling energy between them was almost tangible, casting a heavy, oppressive weight on everyone present. The heat of their anger seemed to radiate from their very beings, creating an atmosphere fraught with anticipation and discomfort."Stop it! Both of you, just stop it!" Sarah's voice echoed through the room as she rushed in between Paul and Brenda, placing herself strategically to keep them apart. Her eyes were filled with frustration and determination as she continued, "You can't decide for me. Neither of you has the right to dictate my actions or control my relationships. I am in charge of my own life and I will make my own choices.”Paul's face softened momentarily, revealing a subtle vulnerability as a flicker of hurt passed through his eyes before the facade of anger returned. Brenda, although outwardly defiant, couldn't entirely conceal the

SARAH'S POV:After I ended the call with Joe, I quickly got dressed and as I finished dressing, I looked at myself in the mirror, my reflection staring back at me with a mix of determination and anxiety. The upcoming board meeting looms large in my mind. It's not just any meeting; it's the culmination of years of planning and sacrifice.As I took a deep breath, I could feel my heart racing with anticipation. I carefully smoothed down my hair, making sure every strand was in place, and adjusted my tie, hoping to exude the confidence I only partially felt. With each step towards the dining room, I could sense the juxtaposition of comforting aromas - the freshly brewed coffee and toast served as a soothing contrast to the inner tension I was experiencing.Upon entering the dining room, I was greeted by the familiar sight and scent of a delicious breakfast prepared by my grandmother, the unwavering pillar of support for our small family. Her daily gesture of preparing breakfast was a tes

MARK'S POV:As I drove straight to Paul's office, my hands clenched the steering wheel with such force that my knuckles turned white. The cityscape blurred past me. My heart thudded against my chest with a mix of urgency and dread, each beat driving me forward with an unstoppable force. Upon pulling up to the building, I caught sight of Paul stepping out. Without a moment's hesitation, I skidded to a dramatic halt, jumped out of the car, and called out his name, the urgency in my voice echoing in the air.Paul turned around, his eyes growing wide with surprise as he steadying looking in my direction. "What are you doing here?" he asked, his voice tinged with concern, the lines of worry etched across his face. "You're supposed to be at home. You're not too strong now to ever leave the house.""I need to talk to you," I said, my voice trembling with the weight of what I was about to reveal.Paul's eyes widened with concern as he glanced around nervously, scanning the dimly lit parking

SARAH'S POVThe next day, I nervously made my way to Barr Lawn's office, feeling the weight of yesterday's events pressing down on me. As I entered, Barr gestured for me to take a seat. I sat down across from him, feeling the tension in the air as I settled into the chair, my mind consumed by swirling thoughts."Sarah, how are you doing?" he asked.I hesitated for a moment, feeling the weight of his concern, before answering, "I'm Okay." The words felt heavy on my tongue, a simple response to a question that held so much meaning."How did the board meeting go?" Barr Lawn inquired, his stoic tone revealing nothing about his emotions.I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I clenched my fists, my anger simmering just beneath the surface. "Why didn’t you double-check all the details before sending me to the crucial board meeting?" I snapped, unable to hold back my frustration. The weight of the mistake seemed to hang heavy in the air, adding fuel to the fire of my irritation.Bar

MARK'S POV:The heavy, oppressive air seemed to press down on me, as if warning of an impending catastrophe. I found myself standing in confusion, silently observing the heartbreaking scene unfolding before me.Sarah, her once vibrant and lively spirit now extinguished, lay motionless in Joe's embrace. His arms enveloped her fragile form, offering a false sense of security. As I gazed upon them, a turbulent storm raged within me, manifesting in the fiery intensity of my eyes, a reflection of the seething turmoil brewing inside me.If looks could kill, Joe would have perished under the weight of my scorching glare a thousand times over. Every fibre of my being quivered with the overwhelming conviction that this was all his doing. It felt as though he had meticulously orchestrated the nightmarish sequence of events that had led me to this moment.The undeniable evidence of his betrayal gnawed at my insides, stoking the flames of my raging fury. The searing heat of my anger threatened t