Lahat ng Kabanata ng Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife: Kabanata 191 - Kabanata 200

Antonio’s POVI took my time and leisurely walked down the hall toward the conference room. I wasn’t in a hurry; I knew they’d wait for me. The board was as eager as ever for change, and today, I’d make sure they saw me as the key to that change.As I reached the door, I wasn’t surprised to see a few of the directors already inside, waiting. They stood and greeted me as soon as I entered, all nodding respectfully.They offered me the CEO's seat at the head of the table, a gesture that hinted at their intentions. I sat down, settling in with a calm confidence. I had done my homework. The path to the top was well within my reach.Just as the meeting was about to begin, the door burst open, and Phoebe walked in, looking angrier than ever. Beside her was a woman I didn’t recognize, a slight but determined-looking figure who clung closely to Phoebe's side.“Good afternoon, gentlemen,” Phoebe began, her voice sharp and tense. “Would anyone care to explain to me why this meeting is being hel

Phoebe’s POVI watched as the directors’ faces twisted in shock and disbelief, and for a moment, I felt utterly alone, stripped of everything.Ryan’s words echoed in my mind, tearing through every ounce of dignity I had left. I was indeed no longer a Grayson, at least not in the eyes of these men. Antonio had managed to take away my last shred of security, and he was enjoying every second of it.I glanced over at him, catching the faint smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. That smug expression, the one that seemed to say he had been waiting for this moment all along, only fueled the fire inside me. I couldn’t hold back anymore.“You think this is over?” I lashed out angrily. “I will do everything in my power to make sure I take half of what you own in the divorce. You can count on that, Antonio!” I yelled furiously at him.Antonio’s smirk deepened, and with a casual wave of his hand, he signaled to Ryan. My stomach dropped, and dread flooded me as I watched Ryan reach into his br

Andrew's POV“Here’s to a job well done!” Jackson raised his glass, his voice booming loud. The other CEOs joined in, clinking their glasses and nodding in agreement.“To Andrew!” Mark added, giving me a pointed look. “None of this would’ve been possible without his plan.”“Ah, don’t give me all the credit,” I replied, lifting my glass. “It took all of us pulling together to make this happen.”“But it was your idea,” Jackson insisted, leaning back with a satisfied grin. “The moment you suggested we join forces, I knew we had Lyons cornered.”“Let’s be honest,” Leo chimed in, looking around the table, “the Lyons Group has been a thorn in all of our sides for far too long. They’ve monopolized the market for years. PThey were overdue for a fall.”“And what a fall it’s been,” Cameron added, laughing. “They’re laying off employees by the dozens just to stay afloat. Their stock price plummeted yesterday. It was a wonderful sight to behold as I read the news.”Everyone nodded, happy and sati

Phoebe's POVI gently pushed my lunch plate aside, my appetite nowhere to be found. I was too tangled in my own thoughts to care about food.Vivian sat across from me, eyes expectant, like she knew I was about to say something, but was waiting for me to start.I was the one who invited her for lunch to apologize, yet I found it difficult to say anything. I cleared my throat, finally breaking the silence."Vivian, I… I want to apologize." The words felt strange on my tongue. They were meant to be sincere, but they came out stiff, like I was forcing myself to say them.Vivian blinked, clearly taken aback, but after a moment, she smiled softly. "Phoebe, it's alright," she said. "I understand. You were just acting out of emotion. It's okay."Her response was not what I expected. I thought she'd be upset with me, that she'd hold a grudge for the way I'd treated her at the company. But she wasn’t. She was understanding, calm, almost too calm. I wasn't sure whether to feel relieved or more f

Andrew's POVMy breath hitched as I spotted her, standing there in the doorway, the last person I’d expected to see tonight.Sheila. And beside her—Simeon.The two of them together was something I couldn’t quite process. What the hell was going on? And what was Sheila doing with Simeon?I quickly walked toward them, but before I could reach them, Grandma had already swept over, wrapping Sheila in a warm hug.Her voice was light and excited. “Sheila, my dear! You have no idea how happy I am that you came,” she said, holding Sheila’s hands warmly as if she were her long-lost granddaughter. “It means so much that you accepted my invitation.”I halted just in time to hear her words. Invitation? My jaw tightened, and I closed the gap between us, turning to Grandma.“Grandma, you’ve been communicating with Sheila? And you even invited her here? Without telling me?”Grandma looked at me, a hint of guilt flickering in her eyes. She gave a small, apologetic smile.“I... may have reached out to