All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Christmas Surprise : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Serena had just finished setting the table when the doorbell rang.Her heart leaped a little as she quickly wiped her hands on a kitchen towel and rushed to the door. She had been trying to reach Ryan for the past hour, but his phone had been unreachable. She figured he had probably been too busy with Amy to notice.She unlocked the door and pulled it open, expecting to see both of them standing there, but the moment she saw Ryan holding a sleeping Amy in his arms, a soft smile formed on her lips.“She’s out already?” Serena whispered, glancing at her daughter’s peaceful face.Ryan nodded, adjusting Amy slightly in his arms. “She had a long day.”Serena stepped forward, her hands reaching out. “Here, let me carry her—”But Ryan took a small step back, shaking his head. “No, I’ll do it.”Serena blinked, slightly taken aback by his insistence, but she nodded and stepped aside to let him in. Ryan carried Amy inside with ease, carefully adjusting her weight in his arms as he walked tow

Serena lay on her bed, staring up at the ceiling, the weight of the night pressing heavily on her mind. She had made a mistake. She shouldn’t have let him kiss her. Not after everything. Not after the scandals, the betrayal, the chaos he had brought into her life.She turned on her side, squeezing her eyes shut, but the memory of his lips on hers refused to fade. She could still feel the warmth of the kiss, the way he had hesitated, the way she hadn’t pulled away. “Why? Why hadn’t I pulled away?”Frustration bubbled inside her, and she groaned, shoving her face into her pillow. “Ugh, what is wrong with me?”She tossed onto her other side, hugging her blanket close. Maybe she was just tired. Maybe her emotions were all over the place, and that was why she had let it happen. It didn’t mean anything. It couldn’t mean anything.But deep down, she knew she was only lying to herself.Letting out a deep sigh, she forced herself to take slow

Serena sat at her desk in the spacious, sunlit office of Rocky’s Design, her fingers lightly tracing the edge of a sleek pen. The air in Rocky’s design that day was cool, the hum of productivity filling the background as employees moved about, focused on their work. But Serena’s mind was elsewhere, replaying everything that had happened in the past few weeks—the betrayal, the scandal, the press conference.She had spent sleepless nights going over every detail, the voice recording, every accusation, trying to piece things together. At first, when she heard the audio of Steve Jacob allegedly plotting against her, she had been furious—devastated, even. But now, after taking a step back and analyzing everything with a clear head, something wasn’t adding up.A knock sounded at her door, pulling her from her thoughts.“Come in,” she called, straightening in her seat.The door pushed open, and Steve Jacob stepped inside. He looked exhausted, his us

Meanwhile, back at Rolly’s apartment, Kate was sitting cross-legged on the couch, her fingers gripping a steaming cup of coffee. Rolly, now fully awake and dressed, sat beside her, smirking as she scrolled through her phone.“You’re trending, babe.” Rolly chuckled, turning the screen to show her. The headline read:KATE ANDREWS—VICTIM OR MASTER MANIPULATOR?Kate snatched the phone, scrolling furiously through the comments. Most were calling her a liar, saying Serena had handled herself with grace and class while Kate had played the victim.Her stomach twisted.She had expected some backlash, but not this much.Kate set the phone down, rubbing her temples. “This isn’t good, Rolly. First the call to Ryan, now this? Everything is crumbling.”Rolly, unfazed, took a sip of her drink. “Relax. That’s why we’re handling it.”Kate looked at her sharply. “And how exactly are we handling it?”Rolly smirked. “First, we find out who made that call. T

That evening at Serena’s office, Serena sighed as she leaned back in her chair, stretching her arms above her head. The day had been long, but finally, she was wrapping things up. She glanced at the clock—just a few minutes more, and she would be out of here.Her office was already half-packed for the night. The documents she had been reviewing were stacked neatly on her desk, her laptop was shut, and all that was left was to grab her handbag and coat before heading home.Amy had insisted on going to Aunt Emma’s office to be with her, and Serena had accepted.As she was already rounding up to make her way out of her office, Emma walked in, holding Amy’s hand. The little girl skipped beside her, grinning widely as she ran straight into her mother’s open arms.“Mommy!” Amy chirped happily, wrapping her arms around Serena’s waist.Serena bent down slightly, kissing the top of her daughter’s head. “Hey, sweetheart. Did you have fun with Aunt Emma?”