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All Chapters of The Billionaire's Confession: Love after Divorce: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50
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Chapter 41
Apology Donovan povI found it difficult to suppress the dream from two days ago, as I was eager to share it with Lana. I hoped she would forgive me and allow me to rest peacefully, free from any unsettling nightmares.“What brings you to my office? We do not have any scheduled meetings,” she scoffed, striking her fist against the table with such force that it sent a shiver of fear through me.I sneezed to the side, and as I lifted my gaze, our eyes met briefly before she quickly averted hers. “Can you please begin speaking, Donavon? Do not waste any more time,” Caroline's voice cut through the tension.“I implored Caroline, Could you kindly excuse us?”“Fine, since you prefer to keep your secrets from me, I will soon learn what Lana has to say,” she retorted. As she walked away, I observed her hand on the doorknob until she finally left the room.The departure of Caroline altered the room's ambiance, intensifying the tension. Lana's gaze was a blend of fury and intrigue. "Donovan,
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COLD NIGHT Caroline povThe winter season enveloped me as I huddled beneath my duvet, feeling as though the chill had seeped through the fabric and wrapped itself around me. I had turned off the air conditioning, the fan, and anything else that might stir the air and send shivers down my spine. Alone in my room, I clutched my pillows tightly, curling my legs in an attempt to ward off the cold.I rolled from side to side on my bed, searching for a comfortable position that would keep the cold at bay."Oh Caroline, this cold is really getting to you," I murmured under the covers. Perhaps I should find someone to share warmth with; after all, love is often found in companionship. With a resigned shrug, I tossed aside my duvet and swung my legs over the edge of the mattress. As I made my way to the light switch, I caught sight of a shadow."Jesus Christ!" I exclaimed, jumping back and hiding behind the mirror, wondering who would be lurking around the building at such a late hour.
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RECONCILATION Caroline pov “Why did you bring him to my house at midnight?” I glared at her, my anger palpable. My eyes widened in disbelief. “Why?” I questioned Lana, who stood there looking bewildered, tears streaming down my face. I despise my father, and the fact that she brought him here so early left me utterly perplexed. “Couldn’t you have waited until around 6 or 7 in the morning?” I grasped her hands, feeling a rush of adrenaline coursing through me. She shook her head and quickly enveloped me in a hug. “Caroline, are you experiencing some sort of mental distress? It’s past 6 AM, so why are you upset? He’s here to apologize and celebrate with you, Caroline.” Experiencing mental turmoil? Seeking forgiveness? Looking to celebrate? These thoughts spiraled in my mind like a whirlwind, leaving me feeling lightheaded and confused. I pushed Lana aside, my gaze sweeping the room in search of the source of my distress. Then, I spotted him. My father. He stood in the corner, h
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Lana pov “Do you believe that accepting a ballet gown is a better option, implying that I will need to change into something more suitable?” “Miss, could you please bring another gown with lace? This one is quite revealing,” I remarked to the saleslady, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. The thrill of making sales before noon is unmistakable. “What’s so amusing that she can’t seem to stop grinning with that unattractive face of hers?” I hurriedly covered her mouth to prevent her from uttering the nonsense she was about to say. I looked at Caroline in disbelief, my eyes shining with understanding. “Don’t even think about softening your words for her; her sole purpose is to make sales,” I exclaimed, chewing gum slowly, my lips moving deliberately as if to emphasize my point. She shrugged, her eyebrows raised in defeat. My words seemed to have drained her of strength. “Caroline,” I called, wrapping my arms around her waist. “I’m not trying to be harsh, but it’s unwise to insult
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THE MAN ON HODDY Lana pov We need to keep going. I can't understand why he's tailing us; it's insane, especially since I can barely manage the steering. The driver is speeding as if there's a strict rule against driving slowly. "Lana, he must pull over," Caroline insisted, jabbing my shoulder forcefully. "Why should we stop? I'm not behind the wheel, and we have an assassin on our tail. Do you really value your life so little?” An intense rush of adrenaline surged through me as I shot back, "Certainly, I cherish my life, but I refuse to let a lunatic control our every action. We need to shake him off, not pause for a leisurely chat." Her expression was filled with dread. “Lana, please. He's not going to kill us!” I tightened my grip on the seat, my knuckles turning pale. "Not if I can prevent it." The taxi careened around a corner, slamming us against the door. The driver shouted, hang on, “ladies! I have a plan.” He made a sharp turn into a narrow alley, the tires protestin
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My father's safety Caroline pov “I wish to accompany him; I must see my father, Lana. Please, listen to me,” I implored, my heart racing with anticipation, unable to determine where to begin or what to say. "No, he is not revealing anything to us. The individual seeks your attention. Let us investigate your home for your father before jumping to conclusions," Lana proposed, placing her hands on my shoulders. Suddenly, the light illuminated the room, and the man in the hoodie vanished, leaving a note on the floor nearby. I turned to Lana. "Should we retrieve it? I do not want things to deteriorate further than they already have," I said, tears welling in my eyes, overwhelmed by the situation. Lana carefully picked up the letter, squeezing it in frustration, her fist tightly gripping the paper. I watched in disbelief, feeling a rush of adrenaline coursing through my veins as I focused on her clenched fist. "Why are you squeezing it? That could provide us with crucial inform
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Lana pov… I entered my vehicle, started the engine, and drove away, tears streaming down my face as I focused intently on the road ahead. I must find a way to save Caroline; I cannot allow anything to happen to her, I stated, with a sense of calm. The drive to my home was several kilometers from the scene, with street lights illuminating the path, their yellow glow casting a dim light inside my car. Suddenly, my phone buzzed, causing my heart to race as I glanced at the caller ID and let out an exasperated hiss. I pressed the receiver button and switched to speaker mode. “What do you want? I don’t have time for this; I have other issues to address, so leave me alone,” I snapped before disconnecting the call, only for the phone to ring again. I hesitated briefly before answering. “What is it?” I inquired, this time my tone was more composed and measured. “Lana, Bryan is in the hospital and is requesting to see you. He hasn’t taken any medication or eaten anything unless he s
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HIS REVENGE Author pov “Your daughter has proven to be quite the informant. Initially, she left me in prison without so much as a single visit. Therefore, one could say this is a form of retribution for me.” He spoke softly as he circled the elderly man, gently stroking his hair, causing the man to huddle in fear. His hands shook and a chill coursed down his spine. The elderly man shook with apprehension as the gentle yet piercing words struck him more profoundly than any blade. "You must understand, I have anticipated this moment for an extended period. Your daughter, my esteemed informant, has proven to be remarkably... revealing. She has shared with me the details of your concealed secrets, your valuable possessions, and your cherished family heirlooms.” “Any dealings you have with Caroline must conclude with her. Please do not torment me over my daughter's errors,” he implored, his gaze fixed on Alex, who was resolute in seeking vengeance regardless of the consequences.
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Caroline pov “We’re witnessing bush babies acting like sisters, what a chaotic scene!” I chuckled and leaned in closer to Lana, whispering some wild stuff. Lana quickly nudged her head away, "Seriously, keep it down! She can hear you!” “I am not concealing anything; she has disrupted our moments. Rushing in and speaking nonsense does not demonstrate maturity or accountability.” “Some individuals need to possess a modicum of common sense.”I fell silent, observing the woman who was gently tending to Bryan's hair. "Miss, we are departing; we have matters to attend to," I stated, my thoughts drifting back to my father. I had not been overly concerned earlier, as I knew Alex would not harm my father; his focus was on me. I turned to gaze at Lana's innocent face, tears streaming down my cheeks. She is kind, and I wondered how she would react upon learning that I was responsible for the death of Alex's girlfriend. The pain is overwhelming; it was all a mistake, and she should not h
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Lana pov I slid into the driver's seat, my heart pounding as Caroline got in behind me. "Caroline, you can take the passenger seat; I'll handle the driving," I said. She hesitated, her brow furrowed. "I feel a bit uneasy when you're behind the wheel," she murmured. "Why take the driver's seat when you've always disliked it? Fine, it's yours," I replied, moving to the back seat, my heart settling as I thought of Bryan, the little boy who kept asking for me. As I got comfortable, I let out a sigh, and Caroline started the engine, speeding away. My mind drifted to Alex. There was something Caroline wasn't sharing. I leaned forward, resting against the seat. "Caroline, I need you to tell me about Alex," I said softly. She abruptly halted the car. "There's nothing wrong between us; Alex is just part of my past," she answered, her voice shaky, gripping the steering wheel tightly. "Lana, I don't want to hear about Alex again until we reach the warehouse he wants us to go to." With t
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