All Chapters of Mr. Billionaire Claims Me Back : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Lilian POV I looked at the sun setting over the fields of Rustburg, with the shadows lengthening on the streets we knew so well. The little town seemed peaceful, as if everything was at peace, but I knew it was far from that. On that first day of collecting signatures, reality hit us hard. Finn, April and I had begun our mission with renewed confidence. We thought it would be easy to convince people to sign the petition against the mayor's plan to evict entire families and turn the city into a luxury tourism zone. After all, who would want to be expelled from their home, their land, and everything they knew? But to our surprise, many of the people we approached seemed hesitant, and some even excited about the idea of leaving. Our first stop was at Miss Sharon's house, the city's best-known hairdresser. I had always seen her as a figure of resistance, someone who valued the simplicity of Rustburg and its traditions. However, she greeted us with a warm but disconcerting smile. "P

Lilian POV The sky was painted in shades of gray, reflecting the tense atmosphere that hovered over the city. As I drove towards the children's school, a feeling of discomfort enveloped me. Three weeks had already passed since the announcement, and now there was only one left. The deadline that everyone awaited with fear and uncertainty was quickly approaching, and the city began to transform into an almost apocalyptic scenario. Along the streets, I saw families preparing to leave, some hurriedly, others with calm resignation. There were suitcases being loaded into crowded cars, as if they were fleeing an imminent catastrophe. Some houses were already empty, with "For Sale" signs hanging in the windows. People's faces reflected despair and doubt. Some looked around as if questioning whether they were making the right decision by abandoning their homes and their lives. It was a sight that left my heart heavy. The city I knew so well was crumbling before my eyes, and I wondered ho

Lilian POV I left the toilet with my stomach churning and my head spinning, trying desperately to compose myself. The bitter taste of the drink was still in my mouth, and each step I took felt heavier than the last. My eyes searched the bar for Finn, but he was nowhere to be found. The tumult of voices around me was deafening, and I felt completely out of control. Alcohol wasn't something I was used to, and that night I had drunk too much. Everything to forget Jensen, to erase the image of him with Kate Nash from my mind. But it was no use. The only thing I did was feel even more lost. The shame and sadness came like an avalanche. My God… I had kissed him back in the toilet. I was such an idiot! Suddenly, the weight of the world seemed to fall on my shoulders, and I no longer knew what to do or where to go. Tears began to silently stream down my face. I stumbled out the door of the club, the loud music and the laughter of the other patrons echoing behind me as I tried to get so

Lilian POV I woke up to the unbearable sound of the doorbell. The sun had barely risen outside, and I was still sleeping soundly because I was so tired due to the events of yesterday morning, but the sound of the doorbell was insistent. With my heart racing, I got out of bed, my eyes heavy with sleep, and went to the door. When I opened it, I found men from the city hall, all in blue uniforms, and their serious expressions made my stomach turn. “You need to leave immediately. We will demolish the building in five minutes,” announced one of them, and his words hit my heart like an ax. Demolish? What did this mean? I remembered Jensen's words from the night before. So was he really making good on his threat? I didn't even have time to think; reality was crumbling before me. “What are you talking about? You don’t have the right to do that, okay?” I told them with my heart racing, but the men barely moved. Sadie, the nanny, rushed into the room with disheveled hair and the expressio

Lilian POV I couldn't believe what I saw. Jensen was literally threatening to take custody of the children. Every word that came out of his mouth sounded like a sharp blade, cutting through the hope that still remained in my heart. What once seemed like a nightmare was now becoming reality. I realized that Jensen's goal was never Rustburg or greed for the money he would earn from that city hall project. What he really wanted was to destroy my life. He would leave me homeless, jobless, friendless, unarmed, and use the children as weapons, cornering me and making me feel like I had no choice but to return with him to Richmond. Either I lost the children, or I had to go with him to Richmond to keep them. The irony was not lost on me: he was literally claiming me back. My heart raced with the pain of this reality. “You are wicked, Jensen Grimes,” I said, my voice shaking but steady. I felt the adrenaline pulsing through my veins, but also the weakness that was beginning to infiltrate