All Chapters of Billionaire Heiress' Revenge Game: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Marcia gently touched her belly, a faint smile curling at the corners of her mouth.After three years of marriage, finally, she got pregnant!If her husband, Alan, knew the news, he would be overjoyed, right? And Alan's mother wouldn't come over to scold her anymore!With this thought, Marcia couldn't help but urge, "Please hurry up. I'm in a rush."The taxi sped through the rainy night and finally came to a stop in front of an extravagant villa. Marcia, beaming, opened the door and walked inside.She had planned to be away on a business trip for a week, but now she was back a day early. Alan would surely be surprised to see her, especially since she had an enormous piece of news to share.With a sweet smile, Marcia quietly made her way to the upstairs bedroom."Honey... come on... faster!" A sultry voice floated from the room.Marcia froze; that voice sounded so familiar. Her hand paused on the doorknob."Don't rush, baby! I'm not letting you go today!""Ah, honey, when are you going

The next morning, Marcia woke up frozen, lying on the cold floor with her arms wrapped around her belly. Pain shot through her body like daggers.She struggled to get up, desperate to return to the office and tell her father everything. But when she tried to open the bedroom door, she found it locked from the outside. Panic surged within her as she shouted, "Let me out, Alan! Let me out!"No one answered...The silence of the room was suffocating.She banged on the door, her voice growing more frantic with each cry. "Alan! You bastard! Why are you locking me in here?""Let me out!"After two days without food or water, Marcia's voice was hoarse from shouting. She lay lifeless on the bed, despair flooding her heart.Suddenly, the door creaked open, and Alan's mother, Dinah, a short, stout woman, rushed in.She quickly approached the bed, grasping Marcia's frail body. "Sign this!" she demanded.Marcia's throat burned painfully. "Help me..." I'm pregnant...But before she could finish, Di

Liverpool.Alan had been having a rough month. He had been the dominant player in the environmental industry in Liverpool, enjoying unprecedented success over the past two years as he secured city contracts. But suddenly, a new company emerged to compete with him.Projects he thought were in the bag fell through, and the Solar Group, with which he had been working seamlessly, abruptly changed their stance.Tonight, Alan had specifically booked dinner at Röski, wanting to uncover the background of this company that dared to encroach on his territory."Matthew, we've been partners for years; we're friends," Alan sighed, taking a drag of his cigarette. "What's going on with Azure Group?"Matthew, the VP of Solar Limited, a tall, thin man in his thirties with a bald head, downed the remaining red wine in his glass and said irritably, "Alan, it's not that I don't want to tell you. I genuinely don't know!"Seeing Alan's expression darken, Matthew hurriedly added, "Drew did intend to sign a

"What?"Marcia looked up in disbelief, her voice unsteady."I've reviewed the acquisition proposal. We can discuss it tonight," Elijah said, his cold gaze meeting her surprised one, his tone tinged with impatience. "With the new company opening tomorrow, I don't want anyone from Solar attending. Pass the word, and rearrange the reception."Marcia let out a sigh of relief. How could she have thought Elijah's invitation to stay the night implied something else? After all, the idea of a boss and his secretary getting involved seemed almost... expected.But still..."Sir, is it wise to cancel Solar's attendance at the last minute?" she asked, her tone calm and analytical. "Solar is one of the most established environmental services companies. We've already announced the partnership before the launch. A sudden change could impact the stock price."A faint glimmer of approval flashed in Elijah's eyes, though he scoffed. "Are you suggesting our success depends on Solar?""No, sir. Solar is me

In the car, Marcia stole a nervous glance at Elijah, feeling slightly annoyed at her own impatience. She worried that her earlier remarks might have raised his suspicions."Patricia..."Elijah suddenly spoke, making Marcia sit up straighter."Sir," she replied respectfully.She could feel sweat forming in her palms as she looked into Elijah's somewhat indifferent eyes."You have many acquaintances in Liverpool."This statement was not a question; it was a declaration.Marcia's palms became clammy, but she steadied herself. "Sir, I—""I have no interest in your past," Elijah interrupted her, a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone. "I just didn't expect you to be such a sharp-tongued woman."Marcia was momentarily taken aback, left speechless as she lowered her head in silence.Elijah watched her with an amused expression, his eyes revealing depths that were hard to decipher. "You look so cold before; I see that every day. So, which one is the real you?"Marcia found Elijah's demeanor to