All Chapters of The Billionaire's Game : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The Thatcher estate was in chaos.The scandal surrounding Victor Thatcher had spread like wildfire, staining the once-impenetrable reputation of their family. News outlets ran the story with relentless fervor—Billionaire’s Brother Arrested for Organized Crime Involvement! The Thatcher Legacy in Jeopardy! Stocks had taken a hit, business partners were reconsidering their alliances, and whispers of disgrace followed the family’s name like a shadow.And Leonora Thatcher was furious.She sat rigidly in the grand living room, her perfectly tailored emerald dress draped elegantly over the velvet couch, but the tight grip on her glass of wine betrayed her anger. The butler stood silently by the door, knowing better than to linger when she was in this mood.Then the doors swung open, and there he was.Theodore walked in with his usual unshaken composure, his crisp black suit tailored to perfection, his expression unreadable. He looked every bit t

The doctors had just finished their check-up, assuring Miranda that Nadia was in good condition but still needed to stay in the hospital for monitoring. Miranda sighed in relief, her heart finally at ease. After a long week of uncertainty, she was just grateful that Nadia was awake.Nadia shifted slightly on the bed, her voice hoarse from not speaking for so long. “Where’s Chris?”Miranda’s expression softened at the mention of the boy. “He was here earlier,” she said gently. “But I decided to take him home. He was exhausted from worrying about you, and I wanted to make sure he got some proper rest. He barely left your side this whole week.”Nadia frowned, guilt washing over her. She could only imagine how worried Chris must have been. Her little brother had always been protective of her, even though she was the older sibling.“I should’ve been there for him instead…” she murmured, more to herself than anyone else.Miranda shook her head

Nadia swallowed hard. “I’m here now.”He turned to her again, his dark eyes locking onto hers. “Yes,” he said, his voice laced with something unfamiliar. “You are.”A beat of silence passed between them before Theodore shifted, resting his arms on his knees as he looked at the skyline ahead. “I didn’t care about the investors leaving. I didn’t care about the company losing billions.”Nadia watched him, unsure of where he was going with this. His voice was calm, but there was a weight behind his words, something heavy and unspoken.“The only thing I cared about,” he continued, his tone quieter now, “was whether or not you were going to wake up.”Nadia’s breath caught in her throat.She had seen the exhaustion on his face, heard the things Miranda had said, but hearing it from him—hearing the raw honesty in his voice—made her chest tighten.“I—” she started, but he cut her off with a low, humorless chuckle.“I fired doctors, Nadia.” He turned to her again, his expression unreadable. “On

Marcus stood in front of Theodore’s desk, his expression neutral as he delivered the update. “Mr. Thatcher, Miss Nadia has been discharged from the hospital. She’s now at the house with Miranda.”Theodore remained seated in his chair, his fingers steepled under his chin, unreadable as ever. “How is she?”“She’s doing great, according to the doctors. There are no complications, and she just needs to continue resting.”A slow exhale escaped Theodore’s lips. It was nearly imperceptible, but Marcus noticed it—the slight tension leaving his shoulders, the barely-there sign of relief.“Ensure that the security around the house is reinforced,” Theodore said, his tone sharp and businesslike, as if he wasn’t affected at all. “And make it clear that Drake is not to come anywhere near her.”Marcus gave a slight nod, already anticipating the order. “Understood, sir. I’ll handle it.”Theodore didn’t respond, simply turning his chair to face t

“Theodore and I had a lot to talk about. Our past, mostly.”Sheena’s sultry voice played on the television, her perfectly lined red lips forming a knowing smile.“Are you two getting back together?” a reporter eagerly asked, thrusting a microphone toward her.Sheena didn’t respond immediately. Instead, she let out a soft, almost teasing laugh before tilting her head slightly, her eyes shimmering with amusement.“Well, we’ll see, won’t we?”The screen cut back to the anchor, who wore a look of intrigue.“Speculation is growing after Hollywood star Sheena Valerio was seen entering Thatcher Enterprises late last night. Could this mean a rekindled romance between her and Theodore Thatcher? If so, what does this mean for the rumors surrounding Theodore’s upcoming wedding? Stay tuned as we uncover more details.”With a sharp flick, the television was turned off.A heavy silence settled in the luxurious Thatcher estate