All Chapters of TAMING THE REJECTED SON OF A BILLIONAIRE: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Margaret sat in her dimly lit study, her fingers tracing the edges of a photograph of Adrian and Grace. Her lips curled into a bitter sneer as she stared at the glowing faces in the image. The news of Grace’s pregnancy had shaken her to the core, and the implications were too much to ignore.“They’re trying to ruin everything I’ve worked for,” Margaret muttered under her breath, her eyes narrowing. “If that child is born, Adrian will solidify his position as the heir, and Benson will have no chance. I won’t let that happen.”She clenched the photograph tightly before tearing it into shreds. Margaret had always been a woman of schemes, but now her resolve was sharper than ever.Adrian was reviewing a proposal when his assistant, Martin, walked in with an envelope. “Sir, this just arrived. It’s marked urgent.”Adrian frowned as he took the envelope, noting the lack of a return address. He opened it to find a letter and a photograph of Grace entering a clinic. The letter read:"Adrian, a

Margret sat in her grand living room, her fingers drumming against the armrest as she surveyed the photo of the young woman she had selected for Adrian. The girl was from a prominent family, well-bred, elegant, and everything Margret believed Grace was not.“This is the kind of woman Adrian should marry,” she muttered to herself. “Not some nobody with a child who threatens everything I’ve worked for.”Her assistant entered the room hesitantly. “Ma’am, should I make arrangements to introduce her to Mr. Adrian?”Margret nodded. “Yes. And ensure the encounter seems natural. He must think it’s his idea.”The following day, Margret invited Adrian over for lunch, insisting it was just a casual family gathering. When Adrian arrived, he was surprised to find a young woman seated at the table.“Adrian, this is Victoria,” Margret said with a warm smile. “She’s the daughter of an old friend of mine. I thought you two might enjoy talking.”Adrian raised an eyebrow, sensing his stepmother’s intent

Adrian stood there for what felt like an eternity, the weight of the moment pressing down on him. He had given her his heart, laid bare his regret, but now it was out of his hands. He had to trust that Grace would make her decision in her own time, but the uncertainty gnawed at him. Every second felt like a lifetime, and he couldn’t escape the feeling that, despite his best efforts, the odds were still stacked against him.Hours passed, the sky darkened, and Adrian remained outside her apartment, unable to pull himself away. He thought about the journey that had led him here—his reckless choices, his pride, his failure to see what really mattered. The love of his life had walked away from him once, and now it was up to him to prove that he was worthy of her love once more.Inside, Grace sat by the window, staring out at the city skyline, the lights casting a soft glow in the darkness. She hadn’t moved since Adrian left. Her thoughts swirled, conflicted. She had missed him in ways she

Max had always been there for Grace—by her side through every challenge, every triumph. Over the years, their friendship had grown deeper, and their bond felt inseparable. But what Grace never realized was that Max’s feelings for her had shifted, quietly, over time. What had started as pure friendship had slowly evolved into something more, something he could no longer ignore.It started during their sophomore year. There had been a day in the library when Grace, stressed over an upcoming exam, had turned to Max for help. She had been wearing a simple blue sweater, her hair pulled back in a messy ponytail, and to anyone else, she might have seemed distracted or frazzled. But to Max, she was the most beautiful thing in the room. Her presence, the way she tucked her hair behind her ear when she was deep in thought, her warm smile when she glanced up at him—it all seemed to stir something in him that he hadn’t expected.That evening, as they studied together in their usual corner of the

Adrian had always prided himself on being a man who knew how to handle his competition, whether in business or in life. But this was different. This was Grace, and anyone who got too close to her was a threat in his eyes. And Max, despite his smooth demeanor and reassuring presence, was clearly more than just a supportive friend. Adrian could sense the underlying tension every time he saw them together.He hadn’t missed the way Max had inserted himself into Grace’s life so effortlessly. It started subtly enough—a text here, a call there, always present at the right moment. But now, seeing how Grace seemed to lean on him more and more, Adrian's jealousy had boiled over into something darker. It wasn’t just concern for his marriage anymore; it was a fear of losing Grace altogether.He needed to know who Max really was. What kind of man had the audacity to step into his life, his home, and try to take what was his? He had tried to ignore it, to push the nagging feeling that something was