All Chapters of Wife by Deception: The Billionaire And the Impostor : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

She was really lucky that he was able to save her in such a short amount of time.“Derek was nearby. I notified him of what happened.”Luna breathed a sigh of relief. If Derek had not been around, they would not have made it. Then, she winced when she felt a sting on her cheek.After realizing that her face was also hurt, she closed her eyes. She had just remembered that one of the thugs had pressed her face against the wall earlier.Luna groaned in discomfort as she touched her swelling cheek with a finger.Her cheek definitely had fractured skin. She inhaled deeply. She could not help but wonder if her face would be permanently scarred. She had faked an unattractive appearance before, but it might become real this time, and she did not want that.Luna could not tell how bad the scratches on her face were, so she leaned forward and tapped Preston on the arm to get his attention.“Is my face badly injured? Was it disfigured?” Luna asked in a serious tone. Having an actual deformed fac

“Leon, please, plead on my behalf. I cannot afford to lose Novus Group,” Brock pleaded, gazing at Leon with hope in his eyes.Ever since this son entered the room, his father had been kneeling there, while he leaned against the wall, seemingly detached from the situation.Leon glanced at Claudia, but opted to remain silent. “You're mistaken. Your father and I have dedicated our entire lives to Novus Group. Since you took over its operations, the performance has plummeted. It’s time to reclaim it and implement a restructuring plan.”Claudia rose from her seat and declared, “Arrange a ticket for Brock tonight. Stop kneeling here. Return home and pack your belongings.”She had reached a firm decision that brooked no argument. After a brief moment, Brock rose to his feet, glaring at Preston with sheer animosity. “Are you content now? Remember, I am your elder. Aren’t you afraid of choking on whatever you snatch from me?”Preston sneered with a cold detachment, “If you had recognized me as

King had stupidly insisted on studying medicine, giving Preston the leeway to gain control over most of the Miller family’s businesses. Even now that King had decided to get into business, he still wasn’t as sharp as Preston.Preston had successfully gained Claudia’s favor, and was now the owner of most of the Miller family’s fortune.King turned back to look at his father and answered him with disdain, “If you want to have the chance to enjoy the rest of your miserable life, you'd better stop thinking too highly of yourself and know your place. Preston may be your nephew, but his mind a hundred times sharper than yours. The only thing your brain can do, is play around with women and bring my mother trouble.”Brock clamped his mouth shut after that, watching in silence as his son walked farther away from him.What more did he actually expect? King had held a grudge against him since forever. He was probably also haunted by that year when he got missing.“Mr. Miller,” called a bodyguar

The only person who seemed particularly angry with this, was Rhea. “Drop it here, Preston. Luna is waiting!” Bruce urged. Preston threw Bruce a warning glare before taking out the room card from his chest pocket and giving it to Bruce. Bruce rushed back to the front desk and handed the card to Luna who didn’t even touch it. “Luna, here’s Preston’s room card.” “You should give that back to him. I’ve already booked a room for myself,” Luna replied casually. Bruce frowned, confused. “Why do you want to be in a different room from your husband?” Luna took the card the receptionist was giving to her and said, “The owner explained the rooms here are generally small, and might be a bit crowded for two people. I think we'll both be able to rest better if we have our own space.” She was fed up with sleeping on the sofa at home. She wouldn’t put herself through that out here too. Her neck hurt, and she could already feel it getting stiff. Plus, she knew that sharing a room with P

Preston seethed with anger. It turned out that Luna had used the perfume not because he had sent it but because she believed it had come from her best friend.“How about this? How much did the perfume cost? I will transfer the money to you.”Luna felt a profound sense of embarrassment. She genuinely had no knowledge that Preston had purchased the perfume. She abhorred taking advantage of others and presently felt remorseful.Nevertheless, the perfume he had chosen was truly exceptional. Perhaps he had intended it for some other woman.Luna retrieved her phone, gloomy in demeanor.She wanted to transfer the money to him? Preston was livid. Luna had genuinely enraged him.“Disregard it. A change of heart has befallen me. I shall withhold the transfer,” Luna proclaimed, tucking away her phone abruptly.“Have you finally come to your senses?” Preston quipped, a slight raise of his eyebrow betraying his amusement.“After thorough deliberation,” Luna retorted, “I have resolved to procure an