All Chapters of The Billionaire's Undoing : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"Your job..." Alex said, his voice steady as he walked down one of the long, glass-paneled hallways of Caldwell Investments. His polished black shoes tapped against the sleek marble floor, the sound echoing. The walls, lined with modern LED panels, displayed fluctuating stock prices, high-profile business headlines, and detailed analytics of ongoing investment projects. Sophia followed beside him, her eyes flicking across the sophisticated setting—tall, arched ceilings, a polished reception desk with a digital display, and employees in crisp suits moving with purpose. It was a stark contrast to what she was used to, and every step into this world felt surreal. "...is to convince those we term our 'Thomas Sponsors,'" Alex continued, leading her toward the main office wing. "You see, these people are...stubborn. And when I say stubborn, I don’t mean the usual ‘No, I can’t invest in your business because you’re not giving me what I want’ kind of stubborn. No. That kind can be negotia

"Oh, my dear. Oh, my God. Look at what he did to you," Carla whispered, rushing to Sophia’s side with tears brimming in her eyes. She crouched beside her, hesitating for just a second before cupping Sophia’s tear-streaked face in her hands. "I knew he was brutal and cold—but not to this extent. This is wickedness." Sophia sat frozen, her body trembling like a leaf caught in a storm.The weight of what had just happened crashed over her, suffocating and relentless. The sheets beneath her were damp with sweat, her skin marred with the evidence of Ethan's cruelty. Every inch of her ached—not just physically, but in a way that reached deep into her soul, staining it. Carla had heard the screams, she'd tried to help. Really tried.But she was just a house-help. Her eyes darted from the bruises forming on Sophia’s delicate skin to the broken shards of glass on the floor, the remnants of the chocolate milkshake she'd prepared and dropped. The room was filled with a suffocating silence, o

"So… I heard something interesting, yeah? Figured I'd try it out on you."Alex’s voice held a mischievous edge as he lazily licked the side of his hand where his ice cream had dripped. He had already devoured the vanilla scoop and was about to dig into the chocolate layer.Sophia arched a brow but continued savoring her chocolate strawberry cone, gesturing with a nod for him to continue."In my company, we deal with loans and all that financial jazz, so I know quite a few things about the subject. And that made me suddenly think—" he paused for dramatic effect, a smug grin curling at his lips. "Wait… Sophia must be a loan because she has my interest."Silence.Sophia froze mid-lick, her tongue just a breath away from her ice cream. Her expression twisted into something caught between disbelief and horror, eyes narrowing in apparent disgust."Did you just…" She shook her head as if trying to clear an intrusive thought. "No, wait. Did you seriously just drop a pick-up line?"The proud s

Begin!"For what felt like the hundredth time, Emilia’s firm voice rang through the otherwise silent conference room. It had been the same routine for the past five hours, and Sophia was convinced she’d be reciting this speech in her sleep.Emilia, however, remained unsatisfied. Every stumble, every misplaced word, every hesitation earned a disapproving frown.They were alone in the elite conference room, reserved for top executives. Their only companions? A coffee machine, a half-empty pack of soda crackers, and the stack of notes Sophia had scribbled and rewritten countless times.At precisely six o’clock, the usual team had scattered for the day.Sheila, the effortlessly glamorous seductress, had blown Sophia a kiss before tossing her an invitation. "Come with me to a birthday party tonight. VIP section, top-tier drinks, and an endless supply of terrible decisions. It’ll be fun."Sophia had politely declined, to which Sheila had pouted dramatically before heading out with a teasing

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