All Chapters of Billionaire Heiress' Revenge Game: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Marcia clutched the bedsheet and hurried back to her room, only to realize she'd left her phone and bag at the police station. Quickly, she changed her clothes and, despite the pain in her foot, rushed to the office.But even Kevin wasn't there.The people at Azure looked surprised to see her, except for Booth, who casually shouted, "Patricia, weren't you on leave?"Marcia grabbed his arm and led him to her office, urgently asking, "How did you know I was on leave? Where's the boss?"Booth chuckled, "Come on, I'm in HR. The boss came in this morning saying you were sick. What are you doing here?"Marcia didn't have time for his chatter and shot him a glare. "He was here this morning? Where is he now?""Oh, just half an hour ago. Someone from the headquarters came, and he was called back for something urgent. Are you alright?" Booth finally noticed her mismatched footwear—a high heel on one foot, a slipper on the other. "Did you just wake up?""Are you sure it was someone from headquar

Marcia clutched her stomach, ceasing her resistance as she laughed bitterly. "So, your mother's dead, is she?"Alan froze at her laughter, his face twisted with rage. "What the hell are you laughing at?""I'm laughing because you're pathetic," Marcia replied coldly, her gaze meeting his without a hint of fear. "You waited until Elijah wasn't home to come here and act tough, didn't you? You're nothing but a coward."Seeing Alan's face darken further, Marcia's voice turned sharper, full of contempt. "You think bullying a woman somehow makes you powerful? YOU'RE A 100% LOSER, Alan. Your mother's death was your fault, not Elijah's! He only gave you a taste of your own medicine. Your mother's death was a result of your own cowardly pride! You weren't willing to humble yourself to save her, and now you blame others? If it were me, I would do anything—even die—if it meant saving my family. You're the one who couldn't swallow his pride. Your mother's life wasn't worth more to you than your fr

Not long after, Nicole pulled the car over and told Marcia to get out. Marcia had no choice—after all, Nicole had saved her, and without hesitation, she followed.However, as soon as they stepped into the room, they were greeted by a group of people, all dressed in trendy, fashionable clothes, gathered around, drinking and playing cards. It was a lively scene.When they appeared, the crowd froze, staring at them in shock."Hey, what's going on here? Halloween already? You look amazing!" one person joked."Nicky, your friend is even more badass than you!" another added."Wait, is that real blood on you, or just ketchup?" someone else asked, eyeing Marcia's appearance.Feeling self-conscious, Marcia tugged at her skirt. Though it was tied in a knot, it was still a few inches shorter than most mini skirts, and she felt utterly embarrassed.Nicole, clearly enjoying the attention, turned her gaze to Marcia and smirked, "You look better than I've ever seen you before."Marcia, aware that sh

Marcia emerged from her room in the simplest long-sleeved top and pants, only to find the living room empty. She called out softly a few times, but no one answered.Frowning, she was about to consider leaving when Nicole walked out, wrapped in a towel.Without acknowledging Marcia, Nicole strode over to the sofa, lit a cigarette, and began to smoke. The smoke slowly filled the room, giving the night an air of unreality and loneliness. For some reason, neither woman spoke.After finishing her cigarette, Nicole spoke indifferently, "What's the matter? Want to leaving?"Marcia nodded. "I'm planning to go to a friend's place. Nicole, really, thank you for today. I'll wash your clothes and bring them back tomorrow.""I never wear clothes that other people have worn." Nicole raised an eyebrow. "It's the middle of the night. Aren't you worried about disturbing your friend?""She won't mind," Marcia replied softly. After a moment's hesitation, she added, "Nicole, you should cut back on smokin

Marcia's mind was a blur.Suddenly, she remembered her ID was fake; would the documents even be valid? And would his family accept him marrying his secretary?But looking at his serious expression, Marcia felt as if she'd been put under a spell, unable to say anything, only staring at him blankly."You don't have the right to say no." Elijah stood up, his face gentle, his tone unwavering. "No one can reject me twice.""I'll deal with Alan; you don't need to worry.""No!"Hearing Alan's name jolted Marcia awake, and she shouted, "Sir, no!""Oh?" Elijah paused, raising an eyebrow. "What do you mean, no?!"Marcia took a deep breath and quickly said, "We can't get married. And with Alan, I want to handle it myself."She looked him straight in the eye, resolute. "Sir, thank you. But I can't. I hope you can respect my choice.""Patricia, do you know what this is called?" Elijah tossed the first-aid kit onto the floor, medicines scattering everywhere. His voice came through gritted teeth. "Y