All Chapters of Goodbye My Love: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The event began, but Denise couldn’t focus on the luxury items available for bidding, the beautiful scenery, and the serene classical music playing in the background.She can’t even enjoy the attention from the press taking their photos. All she could do was watch how Xander fixed his gaze on the woman on the opposite side of the room.The black Audrey Hepburn-inspired dress from Breakfast at Tiffany’s screams elegance and that red curly hair of hers adds mystery and danger to the woman they used to call uncultured, who now looks more refined than her. Her hands began to lose their strength, and she could sense fear slowly crawling into her skin.She has a lot of questions and thoughts in her mind, but there’s only one query she wants to ask, “Is Hannah Smith really a redhead? If she is, is she the same girl from more than a decade ago?” She asks herself. The words in her mind drilled deeper into her. She felt cold and helpless. She lowered her head to hide the aggrieved look on her

YURI frantically tried to reach his boss, but he was not picking up his calls.“Please answer the call I’m begging you.” He yelled internally. Tonight, Yuri was supposed to close the deal with Denver Incorporated, the owner of the plot of land in Fort Worth, Texas, the land that Xander actually wants to acquire. The Dallas Property bidding was a trick for Thompson International to intercept, to waste their time and resources. Unbeknownst to him, Charles Thompson knew about his plan because Hannah saw it on Ashton’s phone. Yuri’s hands are shaking as he redials his boss's number. His movements are frantic and his heart pounds louder as he witnesses Denver Carlton shaking Charles Thompson’s hand, sealing their deal.“Shit!” Yuri yelled.He couldn't stop biting his nails in anxiety. He was thinking how did he fuck this up, “How did they know about this deal? I made sure that people would gossip about the Miller Group’s intention to purchase the Dallas Property to divert everyone’s att

Xander’s lips quiver in shock and rage as he sits in Toby’s car. Toby sat in the driver's seat while Xander was in the front passenger. Toby starts speaking, unaware that Xander's mind is somewhere else.“As per Yuri, when he got to the agreed location, Charles Thompson was already there signing the contract for Fort Worth. Aside from you, Yuri, Ashton and I no one else knew about his meet-up. Toby explains with sadness in his eyes. He heard no response from Xander and thought his friend was already thinking that it was Yuri’s fault.“I think… Heck… I know none of us would leak the information. I called for a tech guy to check our phones and computers to make sure no one bugged us. I would suggest waiting for the results before doing something drastic,” he suggested.Xander was looking at Toby, but none of his words got through to him. He can’t process any of his statements.He is still shaken. He couldn’t believe that Hannah would betray him and work for the very person he hated to

Hannah had just finished having lunch with her friends and most of them excused themselves to go to the restroom and smoking area. Hannah and Clarise were left at their table waiting for them so they could continue bonding.Clarise slowly inches close to Hannah and gives her a light kiss on the cheek.Hannah smiled at her. “Aren’t you clingy?” She commented playfully.Clarise laughs, and then her gaze turns serious. “I’m happy that you stopped dyeing your hair black. It means you finally forgave yourself…” She mumbles then let her words linger.Hannah’s movements were put to a halt, she narrowed her gaze and lowered her head. She soon nodded. “I just wish I could have been a better daughter…” She uttered. Her eyes reddened.“You are. You have no idea how good you are,” Clarise stated while patting her back.Soon her eyes welled up, and the gloomy rainy weather brought Hannah back to her childhood.Hannah was only 12 years old when her mother suddenly left. No letters. No last words.

“I’m sure it's Hannah!” Denise cried out to her father. As she bites her nails in anxiety.Hector grabs her hands to stop her from destroying her nails. “You must stop this madness, Denise. She doesn’t have the pendant and aside from that… If she really is Xander’s savior, why on earth would she hide it? Why not use it to her advantage? Huh?” He pointed out.“So stop this. You are destroying yourself.” She breathed rapidly as if she had been running for a while. “No… No… I know it’s Hannah. Believe me, Dad…” She uttered derangedly while holding her father's arms.Hector could only see her madness slowly drowning her. “How I wish I had another child.” He thought to himself.She held her father’s arms tighter, “What if… What if… We make a copy of the pendant. So that when Hannah chose to use the ‘savior story’ and show the pendant to Xander I could simply accuse her of copying me?” She suggested.He grunted, “Are you fucking insane? Do you want to get caught in your own lies?” He scream