All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE LAST CHANCE : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Amelia went to visit her parents. It had been so long since she had last seen them, not since her grandmother's funeral. Her visits had become less frequent, life getting in the way, and the tension in her home made it hard for her to think about much else. The drive to her parents' house was long, but it was peaceful—much needed after everything she had been through. The moment she arrived, her mother opened the door with a warm smile, but Amelia could see the concern in her eyes. They hugged tightly, her mother's arms wrapping around her as if trying to shield her from all the troubles she had been facing. "Amelia, my dear, it's so good to see you," her mother said, leading her inside. The house smelled of freshly baked bread, the familiar scent bringing back memories of happier times. Her father was sitting in his usual chair by the fireplace, a book in hand, but he quickly put it down when he saw Amelia. "Amelia, sweetheart," he greeted her with a tight embrace. "It's been

Alexander lay in bed that night, staring up at the ceiling, his mind spinning with thoughts. He could hear the soft, even breathing of Amelia beside him, a sound that usually brought him comfort, but tonight it was just a reminder of how fragile everything felt. He had done everything Sebastian had suggested, gone above and beyond to show Amelia how much he loved her, but there was still that tension, that unspoken worry between them. He thought back to the moment he had presented her with the car and the gifts. The look on her face had been one of pure joy, but as the day wore on, that joy had faded, replaced by the same distance that had plagued their relationship in recent days. He had hoped that by giving Chloe her own space, it would solve their problems, but now he wasn’t so sure. Chloe’s reaction had been troubling. She hadn’t even said a word when he showed her the house. The way she had walked away, her face blank, had left him uneasy. He knew Chloe well enough to recognize

Amelia rushed through the front door, her heart racing from the day’s stress. The quiet of the house seemed heavier now, the peace she had once enjoyed feeling distant. As she walked into the hallway, she noticed a large bouquet of roses and an assortment of beautifully wrapped gifts waiting for her on the foyer table. Her eyes widened in surprise, and for a moment, she forgot her worries. With a mixture of excitement and curiosity, she approached the table and picked up the note nestled among the flowers. The scent of the roses was sweet and comforting, offering a brief respite from the tension she’d been feeling. She unfolded the note, her fingers trembling slightly as she read it aloud: "I decided to surprise you. Hope you love the gift, bae. I love you with all my heart." Her voice softened as she spoke the last words, and she felt a wave of warmth wash over her. The note was written in a familiar handwriting, and Amelia’s first instinct was to think it was from Alexander. The

Meanwhile, Mark and Lily were growing closer, their relationship evolving in ways neither of them had fully anticipated. It had been about three weeks since they first started spending more time together. What began as casual conversations had slowly morphed into something more intimate. They found comfort in each other's company, and the boundaries of their friendship were beginning to blur. "Mark, it's been about three weeks already since we got to know each other. Having you as a friend is really great. you know." Lily said, her voice light yet laced with something unspoken. They were sitting in the living room. the soft glow of the evening lights casting shadows across their faces. Mark looked at her, feeling a warmth in his chest that he hadn't expected. "Yes, baby." he replied, almost without thinking. The word 'baby' slipped out so naturally, as if it had always been there, waiting to be spoken between them. Lily looked at him, her gaze intense. She stood up from the chair,

That afternoon, Mark was winding down his workday, trying to shake off the stress of his job when the phone rang. The number on the screen was unfamiliar, and his stomach twisted into knots. He hesitated for a moment, fingers hovering over the screen. He had been dreading calls like this, but he knew he couldn’t avoid them forever. With a deep breath, he answered the call, his voice laced with a mixture of weariness and trepidation. “Hello?” Mark’s voice was cautious, a slight tremor betraying his underlying unease. The voice on the other end was as cold as ice, with an edge that sent chills down Mark’s spine. The tone was menacing, dripping with malice. “Is it as if you don’t want Amelia anymore? I will make sure I deal with you.” Mark’s heart began to race, the words hitting him like a punch to the gut. His mind raced with a thousand thoughts, each one more terrifying than the last. Who was this person? What did they want? Why were they threatening him like this? He tried to stea