All Chapters of The Billionaire's Sugar Baby: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ROBERT POV“Sir, there is more,” Ivy said, her voice low and firm, with a warm smile.“What again Ivy?” I asked feeling frustrated “Mr. Kian hasn't left” she said I nodded “Okay, fine let him be”“And again sir, you still have some documents left to sign on” Ivy said I rubbed my temples. "I’ll handle it later. Anything else?"Ivy hesitated, looking at Kian before turning her gaze back to me. "I also noticed you’ve been distracted all morning. If you need to talk—""I’m fine, Ivy," I said a bit too quickly. "Just...go handle things for me, okay?"She nodded, casting one last glance at Kian before slipping out the door.Kian waited until she was gone before he could come in. "What’s going on with you, man? You’ve been off your game lately."I sighed, rubbing my hands over my face. "It’s Carolyn. She’s back in town and I don't like it."Kian’s eyes widened. "Your ex? Why didn’t you say anything?""I didn’t think it mattered," I muttered, fiddling with the pen on my desk. "She’s stayin

—Ava had always been the lively one, the playful spirit among them. But now, she looked different—more mature, her beauty radiant even in the dim lighting. Emma hadn’t realised how much she missed her until that moment, until she felt the familiar comfort of Ava's embrace. She managed a small, shaky smile, one that told Ava everything she needed to know: how desperately she needed her right now.Ava pulled back, still grinning, but when she turned to Natalie, her smile faded a little. She acknowledged her with a nod, though Emma could sense the slight tension between them. Natalie and Ava had never been as close as Emma was to each of them individually, and tonight that gap seemed more evident than ever.“Well…You are welcome Ava” Natalie said Ava nodded without giving her a response but Natalie knew something was wrong.Natalie, however, didn’t seem to care. She was already back to her old ways, ready to stir trouble. She raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips as she asked,

EMMA POV—-I thought about it for a moment, letting the silence stretch between us. “Then she’ll leave me no choice but to leave her,its my life and my choice” I said finally, and I forced a smile, though it felt like my heart was breaking. “I can’t keep living my life trying to make everyone else happy. I have to think about me and this baby now.”Ava didn’t say anything, but she nodded, a slow, understanding nod that told me she had heard every word. She walked with me, side by side, until we reached my house. The street was dark, the only light coming from a single lamp post flickering a few yards away.“Guess your mom’s asleep, Now,” she said, glancing at the darkened windows.I nodded, feeling a wave of exhaustion hit me. “Yeah.”“You’re strong, Emma,” Ava said, and her voice was so quiet, I almost thought I imagined it. “Stronger than what you or nobody thinks. But you don’t have to be strong all the time. It’s okay to ask for help, to lean on someone. Just don’t give up, okay?

EMMA POVAfter my mom went out of the house because I pissed her off and didn't agree to what she wanted.“I need to speak with you Ava” I said as I walked outside too.The sun was starting to dip behind the trees, casting a soft, golden glow across the yard as I rushed outside, my pulse still drumming from the conversation with my mom. Ava was waiting, leaning casually against her car, her smile wide and proud. She had every reason to be; she’d just pulled off a masterstroke of confusion, diverting my mom’s attention with a lie so quick it made my head spin.I caught my breath, hesitated, then approached her. "Ava," I said, my voice barely above a whisper."Yes? Are you happy? Everything is solved and okay now, isnt it?" she replied, her face bright with that same confident smile, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "I managed to confuse her, didn't I?"I paused, trying to figure out how to say what was bouncing around my head. "Well you did, but what was that for? And who is that guy

EMMA POV—"To register our marriage and show it to my family, so they would let me have what belongs to me" he said simply, like it was the most logical thing in the world."So soon?" I blurted out, the words escaping before I could stop myself."Yeah, we can't waste more time." There was a finality in his tone that brooked no argument. I didn’t ask any more questions. Maybe it was fear, maybe it was curiosity—either way, I followed him out, and within minutes, we were driving through the city streets. The ride was quiet, with neither of us knowing exactly what to say.After a few hours, the formalities were completed. I still couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that, on paper, we were now officially a married couple. It didn’t feel real, yet here I was, holding a marriage certificate in my hand. Daniel drove in silence, his focus solely on the road as if to avoid any awkward conversations.We finally arrived at a mansion, an imposing structure with manicured lawns, ornate iron gat