All Chapters of A Second Life With The Billionaire : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Luna hated assholes. And the fact that she was sitting across from one right now did nothing to improve her already sour mood. “I’m sure we can come up with a middle ground that would work for both of us here, Mr. Pierre,” she said, hints of her frustration ragging around the edges of her words.Clayton Pierre, owner of Pierre Memorial Ground, the gravesite where Luna’s father was buried, and where Clayton was planning on selling, sat across from Luna in her visitor’s chair. He was a huge man, with a rounded belly and enough weight about him to crush a heavyweight champion to dust. He had gray hair- which was more shiny silver than gray- round the edges of his dark hair, his skin was smooth as a baby’s and tanned like he sorbet every waking moment under the sun.He had eyes that seemed to be both bored and alive at the same time. Like he could easily switch from looking like he was listening raptly to whatever you were saying to being completely bored out of his mind. Luna had b

“There’s really nothing we can do, Miss Jones,” Carl Dallas, one of her lawyers said to her. “Clayton has sold the land already, it’s a done deal, according to my sources.”They were in a conference room, the one Luna used for meetings with her staff. Luna sat at the head of the table, Carl was seated to her left, Rita sat beside him, two more lawyers sat to Luna’s right. She had them all on retainer to serve as her corporate lawyers. And all of them were looking at her with the same helpless look.Luna looked at Carl, she looked into his eyes. He was the most experienced of the three lawyers, she had hired him first and they were sort of friends. She was friendlier with Carl than the remaining two, and so he was the one she looked at now.“Who exactly is your source?” she asked.“One of Clayton’s lawyers,” Carl replied. “He told me they drew up the papers this morning.”Luna closed her eyes. This morning, she thought, she had had Clayton in her office just this morning. Paul’s c

“So once we conclude here, we will transfer all the documents with us to your lawyers and they’ll take it from there.”Luna still couldn’t believe the problem she had been trying to solve all morning was suddenly being taken care of with just one phone call from Justin. She was still struggling to believe that, and yet here were his lawyers telling her, in the way lawyers do, that it was indeed true.They had arrived at her office approximately an hour after her conversation with Justin, three of them, two female and one male, all sharply dressed and looking competent. Now they were seated around her conference table, her own lawyers were present too. In addition to Rita and herself.“If you would just sign here,” one of the female lawyers, obviously the leader of the pack, said to Luna.The second female lawyer slid a paper with the transfer details on it towards Luna. Luna glanced at her, then looked back at the first female lawyer, the speaker. Did these people even know the g

Flashback.Luna stopped at the entrance of the room the maid led her to. It was dark, the drapes were drawn, the only source of light were the two beside lamps glowing low in a corner of the room. She took a step inside, she glanced back at the maid as she took a step back. “Welcome home, Miss Jones,” she said and turned to walk away.She closed the door softly as she left, leaving Luna alone in the dark room. Luna turned back to look around the room, she couldn’t see much. Just a really large bed in the middle of the room, a dresser, two bedside tables, a really big wardrobe, from what Luna could tell. Slowly, Luna made her way towards the middle of the room, her eyes taking in everything. This was going to be her new room, the maid had told her. No one had followed her from the party, Moira and her husband, Logan, had rode off in a different car. Justin had gone off in another, with Jake. It had been Jake who had come to tell her they were heading off, a meeting that couldn’t

Hours later, Luna trudged up the porch steps to her home, bone-tired. The day had been long, now she just wanted to sleep deeply through the night. She didn’t want any intrusion from the day to interfere with that, so she left the curtains drawn as she made her way to her living room. She didn’t turn on any lights and she didn’t engage the locks, she just stepped out of her shoes and left them by the door. She dropped her purse on the sofa, making her way towards the kitchen island in the far side of the living room. There was a small bar in the kitchen nook, she took out a bottle of scotch and a wineglass. She poured the drink into the cup and downed it in one gulp. Normally, with how tired she was, she would have just gone straight to bed, but tonight, she felt like she needed the drink. Just one, kind of like her own little celebration. And, scotch had been her dad’s favorite drink.Thinking of that, Luna poured another drink into her cup. She lifted it to the picture of her dad