All Chapters of Billionaire Heiress' Revenge Game: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

There's a rather unreliable study that claims the color red can ignite a man's desire for women.Elijah's choice of clothing for Marcia—twice now—had been in striking shades of red. It was vivid, eye-catching, and left one wondering if he harbored some unspeakable motives.Marcia, still slightly tipsy, had been rambling nonsense, but when Elijah scooped her up and carried her out, the alcohol-induced haze only added to her confusion."W-What are you doing? We need to get back to the office!" she stammered.Elijah merely smiled, offering no explanation as his grip on her tightened slightly.The restaurant was always busy, even after lunch hours. The bustling crowd still filled the space, and Elijah's bold exit while carrying Marcia caused quite a stir. Eyes followed them, some with surprise, others with envy, particularly from the women who looked on.Marcia squirmed uncomfortably, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She struggled to get down, but Elijah ignored both her protests an

The entire company could sense that the boss was in a foul mood today.From the moment Elijah stepped into the office, an oppressive atmosphere settled over everyone. Conversations died down, and even the sound of typing on keyboards became noticeably quieter.Marcia propped her chin on her hand, staring at the closed door with growing unease.Elijah hadn't eaten breakfast this morning.She glanced down at her foot, guilt gnawing at her. Perhaps she had been too harsh earlier. If she had just gone along with him… it might not have been such a big deal after all.By noon, Elijah still hadn't come out of his office. Kevin strolled over, as nonchalant as ever, and casually invited Marcia to lunch."Still locked in there?" Kevin asked, pointing toward Elijah's office. Then, with a teasing grin, he added, "What's going on? Did you two fight?"Marcia sighed. "No, we didn't."Kevin smirked knowingly. "Oh, I see. Trouble in paradise? Or is it—" he leaned closer, dropping his voice, "a little…

Marcia felt a soft pang in her heart, mixed with guilt, as if Elijah's words were breaking down her defenses.Yet, the image of his mother's meaningful gaze surfaced in her mind. She huffed, signaling her disdain.Elijah's voice deepened, carrying an air of contemplation. "Why didn't you wait for me to come out?""It was the end of the workday.""Your boss didn't give you permission to leave. Aren't you afraid of having your salary docked or being fired?"Marcia muttered unhappily, "Do whatever you want. You're the boss; your word is law.""Idiot." Elijah gently stroked her short hair, his voice sighing in her ear, neither too close nor too far. "I don't like hearing you say things like 'we don't have to get married'""And I hate it even more when you leave without a word.""You could've asked me what I discussed with them. If possible, I'd much rather we face everything together. Patricia, running away won't help. Keeping everything bottled up is worse."Marcia's heart churned with c

Premeditated schemes or impulsive decisions—whatever it was, the moment Marcia held the marriage certificate in her hands, she finally realized this wasn't a dream.Despite a sleepless night, Elijah appeared full of energy. He carefully tucked away the marriage certificate and said to Marcia, "Let's grab some breakfast. After that, I'll take you home to rest."A gentle breeze swept by, lifting the ends of Marcia's hair. Annoyed at how messy it looked, she muttered, "I'm not hungry."Elijah frowned, clearly displeased by her response. "Do you know the essence of marriage?" he asked.Marcia shook her head. "You've said it yourself—marriage is pointless. If someone's going to cheat, they'll cheat regardless!"Elijah was speechless for a moment. He flicked her forehead lightly and said, "Is that what you took away from my words last night?"Sliding his arm around her shoulders, he added with a subtle tone, "The essence of marriage is three meals a day and sharing a bed at night. Four thin

"Stop right there! Where do you think you're going?!"Pag, who had been locked in a heated argument with Cara, immediately chased after Marcia upon seeing her grab another dress and head for the door.She yanked Marcia's hair, her voice full of rage. "Do you think you're allowed to touch the clothes in this room? This space is reserved for us! Who gave you permission to come in here?!"Pag's grip was so strong that Marcia's scalp stung. Marcia spoke in a low voice, "Let go!""Oh, I won't let go today! First, you seduced a man as his secretary to get yourself a backer. And now, in a place full of women, who are you going to use those tricks on, huh?" Pag spat venomously. "Let me tell you something: I've been at Demon for three years. I know most of the clients here like the back of my hand. Even if one of them takes a liking to you, I'll make sure you don't get a single job! If you're smart, you'll get down on your knees and apologize!"The other women in the room crossed their arms, w