All Chapters of THE PRODIGAL BILLIONAIRE : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

It felt like I was holding in a bomb of excitement as I walked to my office. I would have done a cartwheel but I’d never attempted one before and I didn’t want my happiness to land me in the hospital. In my office, I slumped into my chair – it felt extra comfortable like a CEO’s chair. Yet again, I’d prevailed over Mike and his schemes. I was still CEO. And that wasn’t going to change anytime soon. Probably for the first time, I realized I was here because I wanted to be. It wasn’t because it was what Dad wanted, or because of any sense of obligation, but because I was good at it. Though I’d hit a few snags on the way, I had righted the ship and kept things moving. My chaotic mind drifted to Oscar, my ex-husband who I was desperate to destroy. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized how dumb that was. Why would I bring myself so low? The worst part was how I’d almost let it cost me Jesse. I’d pushed him away with my foolish obsession with revenge. A knock on the

My mind was storming with emotions from my meeting with Jesse and Deandra, but something else kept bothering me – Tristan. For days, my dad and I had called him but he hadn’t picked up or returned any of our calls. It was hard to believe Sadie had deceived us all, but I’m sure it hit Tristan the hardest.I redialed his number. It rang longer this time, but ultimately it went to voicemail. I stared at his contact on my screen, wondering what my next move would be. “I’ll go see him,” I blurted out, reaching for my purse. My office felt toxic for my argument with Jesse anyway so I could use the fresh air.A few near-accidents later, I finally arrived at his gate. I buzzed and buzzed but there was no response. I pressed the intercom and yelled into it. “Tristan, please. I know you can see me,” I said, staring directly into the camera above my head.No answer. I kept on buzzing until my arms got tired. It became clear that he wasn't going to let me in so I gave up, stared at the camera pl

The drive over was a blur. Fear and frustration fuelled me. Fear that Petra was getting closer than she should have. Frustration that I let it happen. I pushed the man away. What did I expect, a proposal? I arrived at Jesse's apartment, lingering at the door, considering what I was going to say before I just knocked. Backing down now was out of the question. The door swung open and there she was, standing in a robe, filling up the doorway as if she belonged there. “Remi, what a surprise,” Petra said, infusinf mock surprise into her voice as she rolled her eyes. Through the space around her, I glance about the house, straining to see him so he could explain to me what the hell she was doing in his house in a robe. “Where's Jesse?” I demanded, my voice softer than I'd intended. “Out,” she replied, leaning against the doorframe, her arms crossed over her chest. “Leave a message, I'll give it all to him.” I hated how she made that sound and I knew she did it on purpose. “You're no

Sitting in my car outside Oscar's house, I thought back on Deandra’s instructions. All I needed to do was play the part and give him some hope that we could still get back together.The thought of flirting with Oscar made me want to throw up in my mouth but I had to do what I had to do. If not for me, for Tristan. He needed to know who his wife really was.With my heart pounding, I walked up to his front door and knocked. As soon as I did, it occurred to me how foolish I was being. I already had all the evidence I needed to prove that Sadie was shady. What the hell was I doing at Oscar’s place?I turned on my heel and headed down the stairs. I was halfway down when I heard the front door click open.“Remi?”Fuck! I turned on my heel again, cursing my rotten luck.He had a wide smile on his face. So wide, I knew his jaw was killing him. “I wasn’t expecting you.” I forced a plastic smile on my face, almost gagging from it. “Hey. I know. I thought I’d come by and… maybe catch up. The wa

Dad and I spent the next hour comforting Tristan. That was the first time I’d ever seen a grown man so depressed. I knew he loved Sadie but in my opinion, Sadie didn’t deserve all that. She was a snake that needed to be weeded out. I hated her so much for what she did. To me, and to Tristan. At least, she never succeeded in all her attempts against me. Deandra stood silently by, surprisingly looking sympathetic. Even she didn’t dare say she told him so. A part of me wondered if that was her being nice or because Dad was around. “Tristan.” She cleared her throat. “I’m sorry about all of this but we… you need to confront her. My contact has informed me she’ll be here any minute, are you up to it?”Tristan sharply glanced up at her. “Your contact? Oh. I forgot who I was talking to.” He turned to me, forcing a pained laugh. “She has contacts who tell her things. She was right about Sadie all along, huh?”I winced internally. Despite all the conflict between us, I hated seeing him this wa