All Chapters of TRAPPED BY A BILLIONAIRE: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

QUINN'S POV As I stepped out of the car and onto the school grounds, I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread wash over me. The stares hadn't reduced, if anything, they seemed to have intensified.Earlier today, I remembered that I had a meeting with the Dean of Students. He wanted to congratulate me on my scholarship personally.As I made my way towards the office, some students shot me friendly glances, and even greetings.As I walked into the office, the Dean and some other lecturers looked up at me with warm smiles. "Congratulations, Quinn, on your scholarship," the Dean said, beaming with pride. "You must be overwhelmed."I smiled, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment. "Thank you, Sir. I'm still in shock, I'm really grateful."The lecturers nodded and smiled, asking me questions about my plans for the future, and how I intended to use the scholarship to further my education. They treated me with a newfound respect, one that I hadn't experienced in a long time.I smiled,

QUINN'S POVI glanced at my watch for what felt like the hundredth time, my eyes widening in surprise as I realized I'd been waiting for Bryan for four whole hours. This was unheard of - Bryan never kept me waiting for so long. In fact, it was usually the other way around; he'd often show up at my doorstep unannounced with a charming smile spreading across his face.But today was different. Today, I was the one waiting, and waiting some more. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, my eyes drifting towards the secretary who was typing away on her computer with a look of blatant disinterest on her face.I couldn't help but notice the sarcastic glint in her eye when she mentioned that he would be with me shortly earlier. It was as if she knew a secret I didn't, and it made my skin crawl. I began to wonder if she really told Bryan I was here. I sighed, my mind wandering back to the events of the past few days. It had been a whirlwind, to say the least. After appearing on TV to debunk the ru

QUINN'S POVI watched Eva giggle uncontrollably as she clutched the tip she'd received from a client. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, and I couldn't help but smile along with her. She'd been saving up for her baking classes, and every tip brought her closer to achieving her dream.My mind began to wander. I'd been wanting to ask her about Matt and their relationship for a while now. But every time I tried to bring it up, I'd chicken out. I didn't want to pry or ruin their relationship. Still, my curiosity got the better of me."Hey girl, can I ask you something?" I said, attempting to sound casual. Eva's expression turned wary, but she nodded nonetheless."Sure, what is it?" she asked, her voice tinged with a hint of apprehension.I hesitated, unsure of how to phrase my question. "It's about Matt," I began, my voice barely above a whisper. Eva narrowed her slightly, and she leaned in, as if sensing that I was about to ask something less important."I was wondering...do you guys have

QUINN'S POVToday was a really busy day at Eclipse. I couldn't help but notice the buzz of excitement in the club. The VIP section was packed with dignitaries and celebrities, all of whom were there for the special event. "Lucky me" my subconscious scoffed, excited that I wasn't assigned to that section. I wasn't done dealing with the fame and the protruding eyes Bryan's involvement left on me. Any appearance in that room might result in another scandal that I wasn't prepared for.I leaned in to Rachel, who was busy mixing drinks behind the bar. "What's going on tonight?" I asked her. "The VIP section is packed."she responded.Rachel nodded discreetly. "It's Marcus Thompson's birthday party," she whispered. "A wealthy philanthropist, he's a well-known entrepreneur in the city, and many of the city's elite have come out in numbers to celebrate with him. He's also invited all of his closest friends and allies, and they're all gathered in the VIP section."I raised an eyebrow. "No wonder

Jasper nodded, a faraway look in his eyes. "Yes, really," he said. "My family has a home there, and I spent most of my childhood running around the streets of Paris."I leaned in, my curiosity piqued. "What was it like, growing up in Paris?" I asked.He smiled. "It was amazing," he added. "My family is...well, they're quite wealthy, and we had a beautiful home in the heart of the city."His eyes seemed to glaze over, lost in thought, as he began to tell me about his childhood. "I grew up in a wealthy family, but we weren't among the richest in Europe.I leaned in, getting fascinated by the story. "What was it like, growing up in wealth then?" I asked."It was...complicated if I must say," he started. "My family had a lot of money, but my parents were always distant. They were more interested in their business dealings than in raising me.""So, you basically raised yourself?" I asked, laughing.Jasper nodded. "No... Yeah, something like that. He smiled, showing his perfect white set of