All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Revenge Quest: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

My heart never stopped racing, each beat echoing the panic swirling in my mind. It felt as if my soul was slipping away, overwhelmed by a storm of thoughts that hovered relentlessly above me. I couldn’t contain the thoughts in my mind or even comprehend what I needed to do. The teacher's words kept swirling in my mind, heavy and making it extremely difficult for me to focus. Uncontrollable tears started welling up in my eyes and In a moment of sheer urgency, I bolted out of the restroom, no longer caring about the hushed whispers and curious glances that trailed behind me. I wouldn’t bother about what my coworkers were saying about me anymore, at this point all that mattered to me was Ariana; I needed to be there for her and make sure that she was alright.I couldn't allow myself to dwell on what might have happened to her. My mind was a cacophony, so loud that I didn’t even notice the amount of tears pooling in my eyes until they spilled over, cascading down my cheeks as I broke dow

~ LAURA’S POVI twirled my thumbs on each other to ease my nervousness while I waited for the doctor to come out and give me the updates. I arrived at the hospital a few minutes ago, but I couldn’t see Ariana since she was being treated. The waiting room was filled with the faint hum of fluorescent lights and the occasional rustle of paper from the nurses' station. I could hear snippets of conversations around me, but they felt distant as if I were in a bubble of my own thought desperately hoping that Ariana was gonna be okay. I can’t afford for anything to happen to her. I shifted in my seat, trying to distract myself from the worry that gnawed at me. The clock on the wall seemed to tick louder with each passing second, amplifying my anxiety. I replayed the frantic phone call that had brought me here, the panic in Ariana's teacher's voice echoing in my mind and how desperate she sounded- the thought of that added to my worry making me even more uncomfortable. Just then, I heard som

~ THEO’S POVShe didn’t come to work today. Not that I’ve been waiting for her to show up, but it’s strange that she’s just not here, and I can’t help but wonder what’s going on. I already know it’s not just about the teasing because if it were, she would eventually come back or at least say something about it. But she hasn’t, and it feels like she just disappeared without a trace.I’ve been glued to my computer for over an hour now, and while I’m trying to focus on my tasks, I keep hoping to see an email from her explaining why she missed work, but nothing has come through. Maybe she’s caught up with something important, but how can she be so busy that she completely forgets about the job she begged for? It just doesn’t add up. Laura wants this job so bad and I expect her to be here or at least call to tell me why she isn’t at work but none of that happened. It’s just bugging me and I can’t help but wonder what is going on. Could she be sick? Well if she was sick, she could have sti

The rain poured relentlessly as I pulled up a few blocks away from Laura’s house, the windshield wipers working overtime to clear my view. I sat there, contemplating whether I should just go in or stay put. I really wanted to check on her, to see how she was doing and if everything was okay—not that I cared about her, but my curiosity was getting the better of me. Yet, at the same time, I couldn’t shake the feeling that maybe it wasn't the best idea. I didn’t want her to think I was concerned; after all, I wasn’t.Leaning back in my car, I let the rhythmic sound of the rain almost drown out my swirling thoughts. Should I just drive away and forget about it? But what if she needed help? What if something terrible had happened, and that was why she hadn’t been in contact with anyone or even bothered to come to work? The more I thought about it, the more conflicted I felt, unable to decide what to do next.I glanced at her window, half-hoping to see a flicker of movement—anything that wo

~ THEO’S POVArriving home, I just collapsed onto the bed, ready to doze off into the night. I was completely drunk, having drowned my sorrows in a haze of alcohol to forget the relentless ache in my heart. My mind was racing, thoughts blasting like fireworks, and it felt like only alcohol could make me feel better but now that I am drunk, the emptiness still clung to me, the same way it did when I saw Laura with her little girl.The sight of them together—those genuine smiles, the warmth of their happiness—hit me like a punch to the gut. That was the family I was supposed to have, but Laura took that away from me, transforming my dreams into someone else’s reality. She snatched away all my happiness and turned my hopes into a bittersweet gift for Christian, leaving me with nothing but the shards of what could have been.I turned to face the ceiling, feeling the weight of my breath, heavy and labored, while my head throbbed with a relentless pain. I didn’t feel good, but I guess I was