All Chapters of Fated To My Billionaire CEO: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

"Flora, I'm ready," Amelia said with a slight nervousness in her voice."So quick?" Flora replied, releasing a short, reassuring smile."How about I make something light for you before leaving?" Flora offered kindly."But—""No 'buts' please," Flora insisted gently."Okay then, that's fine. Thank you so much, Flora, for taking care of me," Amelia said gratefully."Anything for you, girl!" Flora responded warmly, giving Amelia a friendly shoulder tap.Flora headed straight to the kitchen, leaving Amelia to quietly scroll through her phone.Amelia felt a rush of mixed emotions. She placed a hand on her stomach, which barely showed a bump since she was still in her first trimester. Though the baby couldn't hear her yet, she whispered softly, "We are going to be just fine.""Maybe when you are grown, you will get to know who your father is," she continued, her voice tinged with both hope and uncertainty.Twenty minutes later, Amelia heard a knock on the door."Flora, there's someone at th

"Thank you, Elsa," Mr. Tate responded with a sly smile."I knew I could count on you." Elsa Reeves stated, feeling impressed "Since Alex couldn't surrender the company to us, let's see what becomes of Tate Industries after they lose their chance of competing in the ongoing project," Elsa stated firmly, her voice dripping with determination.Mr. Tate chuckled maliciously, savoring the thought of their plan coming to fruition. "Indeed, Elsa. We'll watch as their hard work unravels before their eyes.”*******Alex arrived home after leaving Flora's apartment and immediately headed inside. He reached for his phone to contact John, the communication officer of Tate Industries.“Hello John, I’m sorry to call this late.”“Good evening boss. Calling late is not a problem at all.” John admitted, sensing it must be a matter of urgency for Alex to have called“It is about the false accusation on Tate Industries.” Alex statedJohn, already aware of the scandal due to his active social media pres

Elsa sat at her desk and rhythmically tapped her fingers on the shiny oak table. The stakes were higher than ever, and she could feel the stress in her muscles. Now that Mr. Peter Tate's plan had failed, it was imperative that she move decisively."Are you still there, Elsa?" Over the phone, Mr. Peter's voice crackled with a mix of frustration and fear.Elsa calmly and measuredly said, "Yes, Peter, I'm here," concealing the tempest that was building inside of her. "I'll have to use my own plan since your part of the plan didn't work out."Mr. Tate let out a deep sigh. "Are you certain? That carries risk.Elsa squinted her eyes. "There's nothing more we can do, risky or not. We must act quickly before things spiral out of control.“Alright, Elsa. Do what you need to do. Just be careful,” Mr. Tate conceded, a note of resignation in his voice.“I always am,” she replied, ending the call. She leaned back in her chair, her mind racing through the intricacies of her plan. She couldn’t affor

Still on transit, Alex glanced at his phone and noted the time. He could already feel the day fading away because it was already noon. There was a tight, quiet feeling inside the car, despite the bustling midday activity of the city outside the window.Alex turned his gaze towards Amelia, who was sat next to him. He could see the wear and tear the events of the day had done on her from the sight in her eyes. He said, "You must be hungry," to shatter the quiet. "Maybe I should take you to my apartment? I can order in a nice meal for us to eat, and you also need a shower." His tone was gentle but firm, conveying both his concern and his determination to take care of herAmelia looked up at him, relief and tiredness mixed together in her eyes. She agreed and nodded, her eyes softening a little. "That sounds good," she said in a low voice that was almost audible above a whisper.Alex felt a weight of obligation descend over him upon witnessing her agreement. He leaned forward to talk to t

Though the morning was unusually calm, the air at Tate Industries seemed charged today. Noon was always a busy time.With a force that shattered the glass, Cora wrenched the door open and made her way directly to Alex's office. Her heels clicked sharply on the smooth floor as she moved quickly.She ignored the greetings from any employees she passed, concentrating only on getting where she was going. Her resolute gait conveyed a lot, and the employees glanced at one other, sensing a storm coming.Upon reaching Alex's office, Cora knocked twice on Alex's office door. Without waiting for a response, she stormed in, the door thudding against the wall.Gazing up at her, Alex's countenance darkened as he saw her, absorbed in a series of paperwork on his desk. He was incensed; Cora had gone too far too often."Cora, what the hell do you think you're doing here!?" Alex's voice was a barely controlled hoarse growl."Well, it's fortunate that you came."“I am warning you,” Alex said, his tone