All Chapters of Billionaire Heiress' Revenge Game: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Meanwhile, back in his room, Booth snapped out of his daze.Covered in sweat and grime, he had no interest in showering after his conversation with Jane. Instead, he slumped onto the sofa, staring blankly into the distance.It was unclear how long he sat there before irritation drove him to his feet. Booth stormed into the bathroom, peeled off his shirt, and splashed cold water onto his face. Suddenly, something didn't feel right.Jane was staying on the 17th floor—that much he remembered clearly. So why had he seen her waiting for the elevator on the 22nd floor? This was a hotel, not a crowded office building where people often rode the elevator in the wrong direction just to secure a spot.A suspicion crept into Booth's mind—Jane was hiding something from him. He couldn't explain the feeling, but his instincts rarely failed him.Pulling out his phone, he tried calling her, only to find her phone was turned off."Damn it," 

Marcia picked up the glass of warm milk on the table, taking a sip. Her temples throbbed painfully as she took a deep breath to suppress the nausea in her stomach. She spoke softly, "You're all too tense. Nothing happened. I was just resting in my room, and your banging on the door nearly gave me a heart attack! Booth, why did you bring so many people here? You've probably scared the entire hotel staff!"Booth's face turned pale. "I'm sorry. It was my mistake."Marcia glanced at Charles, who stood to the side, and said calmly, "Charles, today's situation was simply a misunderstanding on their part. I apologize for the disruption to your work."Charles bowed respectfully and replied, "It is we who disturbed your rest. This was our oversight. Please forgive us. I hope this incident remains private; otherwise, it could harm the hotel's reputation."Marcia gave him a faint look, her lips curving into a light smile. "It was just a misunderstanding; of course,

Facing Marcia's reddened eyes, Kevin's voice unconsciously softened until it faded altogether. Frustrated, he finally glared at her. "You figured it out, didn't you?"Marcia smiled faintly, though her tone carried a hint of resignation. "You're always so talkative when you see me, but today, you barely answer my questions. I haven't done anything to offend you, so of course, I noticed something was off."Kevin's expression turned serious, and he spoke in a low, solemn voice. "Patricia, I'm sorry. Yesterday was my fault. I shouldn't have let you drink, let alone get drunk.""Did Eli lose his temper with you?" Marcia shook her head. "What happened yesterday was an accident, and besides, I'm fine. Don't let it weigh on you. I was going to say earlier—your face looks terrible."But Kevin didn't smile. Instead, he looked at Marcia with utmost seriousness, his voice steady and deliberate. "Patricia, it's a relief nothing happened yesterday. Otherwise, I'd never forgive myself. I promise you

Elijah stopped two steps away from Marcia, spreading his arms wide, waiting for her to embrace him."This...What is this?" Marcia's voice tightened, and she pinched her leg in disbelief. The sharp pain assured her she wasn't dreaming. Hesitating, she asked, "Aren't you in America?"Elijah frowned slightly. "My arms are getting sore. Any questions can wait until we're home."Marcia shook her head stubbornly. "Why are you here?" Yet her heart was brimming with joy. Did he come all this way because he was worried about her? Even if she tried to act calm and strong, she couldn't deny the fear in her heart.Did Elijah sense this and come specifically to pick her up? To take her home?Marcia's body trembled uncontrollably. How could she not love a man like this?Elijah sighed softly, taking a big step forward to stand directly in front of her. "Can you stop being so unlikable?"Though his tone carried a hint of exasperation and disdain, his actions were full of affection. He pulled Marcia i

"Come in. Quickly, try on the wedding dress so I can see how it looks on you. If there's anything that doesn't fit, I can adjust it right away. The wedding is tomorrow, and Eli is still being so careless. Honestly, I don't know where his priorities lie!" Shirley pushed open the door and gestured for Marcia to enter.Marcia stepped in cautiously as Shirley closed the door, cutting off the lively noise from downstairs."I designed this dress myself. Originally, I had planned it for Judith, but...well, let's not talk about that. Cia, open it up and take a look. Eli knows your figure very well, you know. He gave me all the measurements himself," Shirley said with a small, wistful smile, a flicker of nostalgia passing through her eyes.Judith? Marcia's thoughts stirred. Biting her lip hesitantly, she asked, "Shirley, I've heard people mention Judith before. Who is she?"Shirley waved the question away, her tone firm. "What's important right now is trying on the wedding dress. Everything el