All Chapters of BILLIONAIRE'S LIES: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Teresa thought of everything and went wild with her thoughts. Los Angeles is the place for fashion and luxury, and it is right that Sabrina is there. She missed Sabrina as a mother misses her child and felt a very strong urge to find out what was going on with her grandchild."I want you to keep a close watch on her, Detective," Teresa said, her voice steady and cold. "I need every piece of information you can gather. Where does Sabrina live? What school does her son Saben attend? I want to meet them in person.""Understood, Mrs. Thompson. We'll continue monitoring her and keep you informed of any new developments," the detective replied.Hanging up the phone, Teresa slumped in her chair and leaned back and stared out into the window as the sky was now spread before her. Now she only focused on that: Sabrina had gone off with a child. Even though Sabrina built the best possible life for herself, all of that aside, it meant to Teresa if Saben was really her grandchild, that she should

This shadow, the shadow of the betrayal Clara, the lover of Benedict, had waited for, just begun to glow in Sabrina's life. All these years she was there but always on the sidelines watching with her eagle eye. Benedict's attentions waxed and waned toward Sabrina after all these years, and what drove Clara now was jealousy mixed with a desperate refusal to let go of what she thought hers. If Clara could not have Benedict then she could ruin Sabrina's life. Clara sat in her plush apartment, tapping the long, polished fingernails of her hand against the champagne flute.A wicked grin crept across her face as she opened up her laptop and scrolled through photos and whispers of Sabrina's success. Sabrina Ultra, the brand, was now the epitome of elegance and resilience, of strength and creativity. That was the thing Clara had hated about it. I will let the world see what is really behind that faultless mask,' Clara thought wickedly to herself, her eyes blazing with wickedness. She approache

"Sabrina," Benedict said, his voice softening. "Please. I deserve to know the truth.If he is my son…I want to be part of his life." Sabrina's eyes welled with tears as she finally gazed at him, her guard breaking down. "Why now, Benedict? Why you care after all these years? You have made it obvious that you don't want the family thing with me long ago." His face contorted with regret."I was a fool, Sabrina. I didn't know what I had until it was gone. And if Saben is my son, I need to make things right—for him, and for you." Silence hung between them as Sabrina wrestled with her emotions. Finally, she took a deep breath, her voice trembling. "Yes," she admitted, her words barely above a whisper."Saben is your son." He just gasped. There was a mixture of shock and relief on his face as he ran his fingers through his hair, gasping hard as he tried to draw in her words. "My son." Benedict said almost to himself. Sabrina wiped at a tear on her cheek. Her voice was steady, but the storm i

Wendy settled back into her chair, the weight of that decision settling in her chest like a quiet storm. She had built her empire over years of ruthless precision and now, for the first time in years, she was directing that power at someone who had dared hurt her family.Her fingers tapped rhythmically on the armrest as she thought of Clara's position. A famous reporter, who had once been involved with Benedict, using her influence to undermine Sabrina and sabotage everything she had worked for. It was bold, reckless, and most of all, unforgivable.Leila sat nearby, looking at her mother with a mix of admiration and concern. "Do you really think Clara will back down when she finds out about the investigation?Wendy's lips curled into a tight smile. "Clara's played in the big leagues too long. She thinks she can twist the truth to her advantage. But she's forgotten one thing: I built my empire on truths buried deep, and I have no problem digging up the truth about her. The world will s

Clara fumed furiously as she paced around her fancy penthouse, her phone clutched tightly to her ear. It was after the press conference was over, and Benedict's words echoed in her brain like a cruel reminder of her defeat. She thought that by spreading lies against Sabrina, she would destroy her and get ahead in Benedict's life, but little did she know that the man would do the unthinkable to her—he would publicly declare to the world that he stood with Sabrina and his child. Her hands were shaking with anger as she dialed Benedict's number.She needed to see him, make him see reason. This could not be the end. "Clara," he said, his voice level, as if he were already tired of this conversation. "You think you can just go ahead and declare to the world that Sabrina and you have a child together, and that is going to be all right?" Clara's voice was acid sharp, laced with venom."You embarrassed me. You broke me!" Benedict let out a heavy sigh. "Clara, it needs to stop now. I am not do