All Chapters of Be my sugar daddy, Mr. Billionaire: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Chapter 72 Sage's POV I felt like I was going to collapse. It was as if the weight of their betrayal was crushing me. I took a step back, my eyes fixed on them, they looked like they were about to implode from guilt. "How could you?" I whispered, my voice shaking with anger and hurt. "How could you do this to me?" My mom took a step forward, her hands outstretched. "Sage, sweetie, please listen—" But I cut her off, my voice rising. "No! I don't want to hear it! You've been lying to me, manipulating me, using me for your gain. I don't even know who you are anymore!" My dad's face turned red, and he took a step forward, "Sage, please listen to us. We always do what we think is best for the company and for you," But I wasn't having it. I shook my head, my eyes filling with tears. "Does this look good to you? You have no idea what's best for me," I spat. "You never have." I turned and ran out of the room, leaving my parents standing there, looking guilty and helpless. I didn't car

Chapter 74Sage's POVI woke up feeling like my body was burning from the inside. My skin was drenched with sweat, and my body trembled uncontrollably, despite the covers that covered me up. My head throbbed with a dull ache, and my throat felt parched and scratchy.I didn't need a physician to tell me that I had caught a fever.I stirred on the spot uneasily and heaved a sigh when I couldn't bring myself to shuffle over. It was frustrating as fuck!I blinked to clear the haze clouding my eyes and as I did, I slowly came to. The memories of the previous day's event came flooding back leaving an even more bitter taste in my mouth compared to the one that accompanied the fever. My parents' betrayal, Alex's smug triumph, and the helpless feeling that had consumed me. It all came crashing down on me like a ton of bricks.My chest constricted, and tears pricked at the corners of my eyes. But I bit them back just because I couldn't bear the headache that would come along with crying in this

Chapter 76 Diego's POV "Mr. Ivanovna, we have reviewed every security footage around the company building and the results remain the same. The victim was involved in a hit-and-run accident that cost his life. It's quite unfortunate" Inspector Ross said, his eyes darting from me to Nick like he was searching for a reaction. While there was none on my part, Nick snickered bitterly as he shook his head. "What have you found on the driver of that vehicle?" Ross heaved a sigh that was filled with resignation before shaking his head. "We found nothing. However, my men are still on it. I've asked the IT unit to track the car's previous routes. Hopefully, if that is found out, we'll know who the driver was," He responded, but I had a feeling they – on their own – would never find out any more about the incident as it had been cleverly crafted. I had to put my men on this mission as well. After a few words from Nick to the inspector asking him to keep up with the investigation, we walked

Chapter 78Sage's POVAn hour had passed since the call with Violet and as I sat on the couch, I couldn't focus on the papers in front of me. My mind kept drifting to the clock, willing the hands to move faster. I was waiting for Diego, and I couldn't deny it. But why? When had I become so attached to him?Frustration flared inside me as I pushed the thoughts aside. I rose from the chair, intending to retreat to the bedroom. But just as I turned, the door creaked open. My breath hitched as Diego stepped into the room.He was on a call; his deep voice sounded low and controlled, and he was trying to keep it down. Very thoughtful. I looked him up, his hair was a ruffled mess, and the sleeves of the white shirt he wore were folded up to his elbows. His disheveled appearance, however, only added to his attractiveness, and I felt a pang of irritation. Why did he have to look like that? It wasn't fair, not when I was a mess inside.When our eyes met, time seemed to freeze. For a moment, it

Chapter 80Sage's POVDiego had kept to his words and returned later that night. He had met me asleep on the couch and taken me to the bedroom. The next day, I woke up feeling mortified but fell back when I saw him watching me from the door. When he was sure I was alright, he left me to Tina who took good care of me.She might have noticed a strain between us but she didn't ask questions about it. I'm better and more resolved at heart but Diego and I had not spoken a proper statement to each other since that night. As much as I loved the space, I was beginning to feel suffocated by the silence on my part. I wondered if he felt the same.But I couldn't guess as I barely saw him. He left early before I got up and returned when I was deeply asleep. He was avoiding me. The thought stung me the way I felt it would. The last time he did that was a month ago, and I couldn't keep my head leveled; this time around, it had been three days and seven hours already, and I had become very attached