All Chapters of A Billionaire’s Hidden Affection : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

"Maximilian, we have a problem." My voice wavered despite my attempt to sound composed.He looked up from his laptop, eyes sharp and questioning. "What happened?"I clenched my fists to stop them from trembling. "The board is holding an emergency meeting. There’s talk about ousting you as CEO. They’re citing ethics violations and—"He cut me off with a scoff. "Let me guess—Connor Weston is behind it."My heart sank. Connor Weston was Maximilian’s oldest rival, a man who thrived on chaos and would stop at nothing to see Maximilian fall."I tried to get more information, but it's all hush-hush. They're saying investors are losing confidence."Maximilian stood, his jaw clenched. "They've been circling like vultures, waiting for an excuse. And now they think they’ve found one.""Is there any truth to what they’re accusing you of?" I asked cautiously.He leveled a cold stare at me. "Do you think I built this empire by playing nice, Eliza? I've made enemies, sure, but I'm no criminal.""I b

"Eliza, stop running from this conversation," Maximilian’s voice was sharp, cutting through the heavy silence in the room.I whirled around, my chest heaving. "I'm not running! I'm trying to breathe, Max. Is that too much to ask after what you just said?" My voice cracked despite my efforts to sound strong.Maximilian’s jaw clenched. "We can get through this together. Why can't you trust that?""Because you kept something from me!" I snapped, my words echoing off the walls. "Do you even understand how humiliating it was to hear about your past from someone else?"His eyes darkened. "I was trying to protect you.""No." I shook my head vehemently. "You were protecting yourself. There's a difference."He took a step toward me, his presence commanding as ever. "You're right. I was selfish. But that doesn't mean I don't care about you, Eliza. Everything I've done—every decision—was because I couldn't risk losing you."My heart twisted painfully at his confession. "Then why does it feel lik

“You didn’t even come after me,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. The cold night air bit at my skin as I stood on the balcony of the hotel suite I’d rented after leaving Maximilian. The city lights below blurred through my tear-filled eyes.“I thought you wanted space,” Maximilian’s deep voice broke through the silence behind me. I stiffened, not expecting to hear him tonight.Turning slowly, I found him standing in the doorway, his usually composed expression shadowed by something raw—something close to regret.“You have a funny way of interpreting things, Maximilian,” I said bitterly. “Space doesn’t mean abandoning me when I’m breaking.”He took a tentative step forward. “I didn’t know what to say.”“Of course, you didn’t.” I crossed my arms, my heart thundering in my chest. “You always hide behind silence when things get hard.”“I’m here now.” His voice was rough.“That doesn’t fix anything.” I blinked back fresh tears. “I poured my heart out to you, and you stood there lik

“We need a plan,” I said, my voice steady as I looked across the conference room table at Maximilian. Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the tension in his sharp features. “Not just for the business but for us.”Maximilian leaned back in his chair, his dark eyes narrowing. “Are you suggesting I don’t already have a plan?”I shook my head, refusing to be intimidated by his commanding presence. “You always have a plan. But this time, I want to be part of it.”A flicker of surprise crossed his face, quickly masked by his usual stoicism. “You’re already part of it, Eliza. More than you realize.”“Then show me,” I challenged. “Let me be your partner, not just your wife in name only.”His jaw tightened, but he didn’t look away. The silence stretched between us, heavy with unspoken truths.“I don’t need protection from the business world, Maximilian,” I added, softening my tone. “I need to stand beside you, not behind you.”He exhaled sharply, running a hand

"I still can't believe this is real," I say, my voice trembling slightly as I look at Maximilian, who is standing before me, his eyes full of warmth and love.He smiles, the kind of smile I never thought I'd see on his face—soft, genuine, and full of affection. “It’s real, Eliza. We’re real.”I swallow, trying to hold back the wave of emotion crashing over me. I can hardly believe how far we've come—how much we've grown, both as individuals and together. The walls Maximilian once built so carefully around himself have crumbled, and in their place is something I never imagined I could have: love. Real, true love."You know," Maximilian says, taking a step closer to me, "there was a time when I thought I couldn’t have this. When I thought I wasn’t capable of it."I reach out and touch his arm, the connection between us steady and comforting. "I never gave up on you, Maximilian. I knew you had the capacity for love. I just had to see it for myself."He looks at me for a long moment, his