All Chapters of Billionaire's Obsession: Our Scarred Secrets: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"Could you please stop clicking your pen?"Kate’s whisper barely broke the silence that enveloped the office, her voice tinged with a hint of exasperation. Her polite plea is nothing against the grating sound of my pen's incessant clicking, clearly showing my restless nerves. Sitting idly with no tasks from Nathaniel, an unsettling unease lingered in the air, leaving me with nothing but the repetitive tap of the pen for company.The unusual absence of instructions from Nathaniel had raised eyebrows among my colleagues, who were accustomed to his unrelenting stream of orders, no matter how trivial. My own confusion mirrored theirs, amplifying the sense of unease that had settled over the office. I can feel what they are all feeling... all because I have experienced those before.In a moment of uncertainty, I turned to Kate for reassurance, my voice was full of emotions that churned inside me. "Do you think he holds a grudge against me?" I asked, my words quivering with the weight of u

"Could you please stop clicking your pen?"Kate’s whisper barely broke the silence that enveloped the office, her voice tinged with a hint of exasperation. Her polite plea is nothing against the grating sound of my pen's incessant clicking, clearly showing my restless nerves. Sitting idly with no tasks from Nathaniel, an unsettling unease lingered in the air, leaving me with nothing but the repetitive tap of the pen for company.The unusual absence of instructions from Nathaniel had raised eyebrows among my colleagues, who were accustomed to his unrelenting stream of orders, no matter how trivial. My own confusion mirrored theirs, amplifying the sense of unease that had settled over the office. I can feel what they are all feeling... all because I have experienced those before.In a moment of uncertainty, I turned to Kate for reassurance, my voice was full of emotions that churned inside me. "Do you think he holds a grudge against me?" I asked, my words quivering with the weight of u

I looked at Sebastian, who was standing in front of me, stealing glances from the man sitting in front of me. I knew that this might come off as something he did not expect or see coming. I also felt guilty knowing I had promised him a meal when we arrived. The fact that I still haven’t fulfilled that says so much about me. “Sebastian, I did not expect to see you here,” I whispered in the air as I fixed myself. I rose from my seat and made sure I would be on the same level as him. “I did not expect to see you here either. Is he… your boss? The one who left you in the airplane?” He curiously asked. “What? No.” I laughed. “This is hmm… Killian Luther. He is one of my boss’s stockholders.” I introduced him.“Hi, it was nice meeting you.” Killian stood up and offered his hands for a handshake. He seemed nice and cool about it and was extremely friendly. I could not describe what I am feeling seeing these two men shaking their hands as if they came here to meet for business purposes.

Nathaniel’s POV“Drink, huh? Can someone explain why we’re downing strong liquor at this hour?” Hugh grumbled, setting his empty glass on the table with a loud clink before motioning for another. “It’s eight o’clock, for crying out loud, and we’re in a bar like a couple of heartbroken teens.”I barely heard him over the noise of the bar. The place buzzed with life—laughter, clinking glasses, muffled conversations blending into a chaotic hum. But none of it reached me. My focus was on the glass in my hand, its amber contents swirling like the storm inside me. I took a slow sip before leaning closer to him, lowering my voice. “Do you remember the girl I told you about?”Hugh looked up mid-swig, his brows furrowing as he tried to recall. “The one who just… what did you say? Randomly spawned into your life?” He smirked. “Like some NPC character in a game, right? And now she’s got you all tied up in her little web?”I nodded, tightening my grip on the glass. “Yeah. Cassandra Reed.” The nam

Cassandra’s POVBefore I could voice my thoughts, Killian filled in the blanks. “She was Nathaniel’s cousin,” he explained, his tone steady but distant, as though he were reciting facts he’d long memorized. “Which is part of the reason why, professionally, Nathaniel and I work well together. But personally…” He trailed off, shrugging lightly. “Let’s just say we don’t see eye to eye.”The revelation left me stunned. “Wait,” I said, piecing it together slowly. “You were with her for twelve years. That means… were you childhood friends with Andrea? Did you grow up close to the Sinclairs?”Killian shook his head, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “No. Andrea and her family didn’t associate much with Nathaniel’s side. They shared blood, sure, but their relationship was distant. Nathaniel’s family kept to themselves, living a quiet, private life. They only ever showed up for reunions or special occasions. You know, ribbon cuttings for new companies, charity galas—that kind of