One year with a grumpy billionaire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

VIVIAN POV“You can’t pull that trigger can you?” Martha asked, her eyes locked on mine.I smirked, a sense of malice creeping into my voice. "I can as well start with your chosen daughter-in-law," I said, the words dripping with venom.As I spoke, I raised the gun, pointing it directly at Mira. Her eyes widened in terror, and she took a step back, her hands rubbing her big stomach “Are you crazy? Kian stop her” she yelled.Martha’s face went white, her eyes fixed on the gun in horror. "No, Vivian dont," she whispered, her voice trembling. "She is pregnant."I laughed, "Why not?" I sneered. "She's just a pawn in your games too, isn't she? A means to an end. I am going to give the rules in this mansion, you might as well get out now if you wont accept” I said my eyes locked on Martha’s.She nodded “Fine...Have it your way”.I smiled, a sense of triumph on my face, and dropped the gun to the floor. "Worthless guards," I sneered, shaking my head. "Even I could manage to collect that weap

VIVIAN POVAs I walked downstairs to get some air, I couldn't shake off the feeling of loneliness that had settled over me. The grandeur of the mansion seemed to only emphasize my isolation.Just as I reached the bottom of the stairs, I saw Julian emerging from Martha's room. I stopped dead in my tracks, watching him with a mixture of curiosity and wariness.He didn't seem to notice me at first, his eyes fixed on some point ahead. But as he approached the entrance door, his gaze flickered towards me. Our eyes met for a brief moment, and I felt a shiver run down my spineAs he reached the door, he turned back to glance at me. The smirk was still plastered on his face, and I could sense a hint of triumph in his eyes.I felt my gaze follow him as he walked towards his car, parked outside the mansion. He got in and started the engine, the sound of the motor echoing through the silence.As he drove away, I couldn't help but wonder what had just transpired. What had Julian been doing in Mar

VIVIAN POV"Just lie low, will you?" I said, trying to reason with her.She smirked, her eyes glinting with defiance. "Why should I?" she asked, her voice dripping with arrogance."Kian is your son, isn't he?" I asked, trying to get to the root of the issue.She turned her gaze off me, refusing to give me a response. But I knew I had hit a nerve."Your son should be the one to be successful if you had to choose between who should be," I said, trying to make her see sense. "Stop being in competition with your son."She turned back to me, her eyes flashing with anger. "You don't get to lecture me," she said, her voice firm."I'm not lecturing you," I said, trying to calm her down. "I'm just trying to make you see reason. You're his mother, for crying out loud. You should be supporting him, not competing with him."She sneered at me, her face twisted in contempt.“If you dont behave yourself, you will be forcing me to act badly against you” I saidShe smiled “What can you do?”“Kian does

VIVIAN POVIt was around 9am in the morning when the call of the Blackwood Family publicist’s call woke me up, I hesitated a little while but the I decided to pick up because it might be important.I groggily reached for my phone, rubbing the sleep from my eyes."Good morning, Miss Vivian," the voice on the other end said, firm and professional."Good morning, Mr. Robert," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper."I hope I didn't wake you," he said, his tone apologetic. "You are invited to the company, ma'am. There is a meeting among the board members, so without you we are incomplete."I sat up in bed, my heart racing with anticipation. This could be it, the opportunity I had been waiting for."What time is the meeting?" I asked, trying to sound more alert."It's at 10 am, ma'am," he replied. "Please arrive at least 15 minutes prior to the meeting. And, Miss Vivian?""Yes?""Please come alone."I nodded, even though he couldn't see me. "I understand. Thank you, Mr. Robert."I hung

VIVIAN POVIt’s a Monday morning and today is the day the meeting was adjourned to."I hope something good happens today," I murmured to myself, trying to shake off the feeling of loneliness. As I rushed to the bathroom to get ready, I couldn't help but think that no one would call me, no one would text me, and another day would pass by without any meaningful connections.But just as I was about to apply my makeup, my phone suddenly vibrated. It popped out of my hand and showed "No Name" on the screen. My heart skipped a beat as I hesitated for a moment before answering.The message was brief and cryptic: "She will be expecting me today at the board meeting."I felt a shiver run down my spine. Who was this mysterious person? If it was the family publicist’s I have his number saved and who else had my number? Mr Alberto? The thoughts start rising in me.I went into the bathroom and took my shower, washing away the sleep and fatigue. As I came out, I opened my wardrobe and searched for a