All Chapters of Indebted To The Billionaire : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

OWEN'S POVI walked into my office and slammed the door shut, anger and frustration taking over my entire being. I looked at the clock and it was a few minutes to eleven. The meeting or whatever I had gone for lasted for only twenty minutes but I couldn't bring myself to leave the cafe.I felt paralyzed and dumbstruck there. It wasn't until the waitress told me to order something or leave that I finally came to my senses and left. My head was aching badly and I felt like ripping it off so that I could finally feel better. My phone buzzed with a message and I almost flung the phone across the room. “I'm tired!” I yelled as I placed my head in my hands. “I don't want these messages anymore!”“Just leave me alone…” I mumbled as I broke down. I realized that tears were falling from my eyes and I just let them. I was tired, exhausted, frustrated, broken. Why is this happening to me? Why are they after me? There was a knock on the door but I stayed silent. I didn't want to see anyone r

CHARLOTTE'S POVOwen had dropped me off at home while he and Caleb went to see the person that bought the company's shares. I was suspicious about it though. It shouldn't be so easy to get. Hope they're not walking their way into danger… I flipped through the files in the room as I thought of what to do. I might be useless to Catherine because I know nothing about business. But that was going to change. I couldn’t just sit back and watch him endure it all alone. I had to do something. I knew this was only the beginning of a long battle. Owen still had responsibilities on his shoulders. Even if they successfully tracked down the buyer, there was still the issue of rebuilding the company from the loss it had undergone. I wanted to be part of that. No, I needed to be part of that. I wanted to prove to Owen, to Catherine, and to myself, that I could be by his side through everything, not just emotionally, but practically too.The moment I got the password of his laptop, which was su

CHARLOTTE'S POVMy heart dropped at his dull countenance. I knew it… it can't be that easy. They're being manipulated right now… “Whoever the person was, he played with us. He didn't show up. We waited there for hours. He kept lying that the traffic was the only thing stopping him from getting to us. But after hours had passed, I just couldn't wait anymore. I had to leave.”He let out a frustrated sigh as his grip on me tightened but I didn't complain. He was going through a lot and I'd gladly be his stress ball. “Why don't you file a lawsuit against him? It's your company after all. We could get a very skilled and professional lawyer that'll help.” I suggested and he looked like he was thinking deep about something. “You're right. I would talk to father about that. He promised to help me find a lawyer anyway. All of this only happened because of him.” He grumbled and I chuckled softly as I rubbed his head softly. “Are you hungry? I could cook up something quick.” I asked and he s

CHARLOTTE'S POVThe moment I heard Owen's car drive out of the house, I sprung out of bed and went to the couch. I wasn't done with my research yet. I took my phone and dialed a number as I waited for the receiver to pick up. After a few rings, he picked up and I cleared my throat. “Should I be scared that you know a lot of things? If I didn't know you, I'd say you were stalking us.” I said as I placed the phone on the table and turned on the laptop. He let out a low, dark chuckle and I shuddered. If I hadn't seen his face that day, I would have never believed that he was the one. He seemed scarier than Michael. “I was expecting words of praise and gratitude. But what I get is that I'm a stalker? Very nice.” He replied and I rolled my eyes. “You can't blame me. In every way, you are very creepy. How did you know we were awake at that time? Did you set a camera up in our room?” I asked in an accusing tone and he let out a scoff of disbelief. “Oh well, I'm offended. I have my ways

CHARLOTTE'S POVMy mind spun wildly as I held my hair in despair. My parents didn't die in an accident, they were murdered. This changes everything. Who could have done it and why? I tried to take deep breaths as tears flowed down my face and I held my chest in agony. “Who did it?” I managed to ask as I sniffed and he didn't reply for a while, the silence dragging on while my heart broke at every passing second. “I don't know yet. But I'll do my searching and get back to you.”“No, I want to find out who did it as well. I can't just sit back and wait while the person that murdered my parents is walking around freely.” I muttered, bitterness and agony evident in my every word and he let out a sigh. “You don't need to do anything. I will help you-”“No!! We'll do this together. I can't let you do all these by yourself. I won't be at peace.”“Charlotte, this is a crucial time. You could get in trouble if we're seen together.” He cautioned but I just didn't care. I had to find that pe